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  <title>Rondah</title>
  <subtitle>Rondah</subtitle>
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    <name>Rondah</name>
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  <updated>2007-01-31T20:21:48Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:helpmerondah:139855</id>
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    <title>Bah.</title>
    <published>2007-01-31T20:21:48Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-31T20:21:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Law &amp; Order yo.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I think my phone official bit it. Well. It does work, but I believe it is possessed by the phone devil. It just randomly dials people (so if I call you at some odd hour, it's not me, it's the phone) and beeps and pretty much makes having a phone conversation impossible. I can still text message though. Well, I can right now. Last night I wasn't able to do anything with the phone except have the urge to throw it against the wall. Which I've done before and probably will do in the not so distant future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I finally broke down and bought a new one. It's another razr but just a darker color. I'm not sure how I feel about it. TMobile didn't have any other phones that I read good reviews about. There was a Samsung slide phone that I thought about, but I kept reading it was shitty for text messaging. I don't hate my razr, but I don't really love it either. I guess by getting the same phone, I won't have to deal with figuring out how it works again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just have to wait for Mr. Brown to deliver my new purchase. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. The Superbowl is less than a week away. YAY!!! Go Colts. Fuck DA BEARS.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:helpmerondah:139567</id>
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    <title>Hmm.</title>
    <published>2006-10-26T22:05:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-26T22:05:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My life is seriously fucked up right now. So much drama and most of it is my fault. Guess I really can't complain about it. I finally told Jason that I don't think we should talk anymore. It was pretty hard but I know it's probably for the best. At least right now. We've been broken up for almost 2 months and still talked every day. Kinda makes it hard to get over someone if it feels like you're still together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have a new Jason though. He lives in Kansas though. He's a friend of my manager at the bar and I met him last Friday. He's super nice and sweet. I don't really want to date anyone right now but if he takes my mind off the other Jason, then all is well. Looking at dates when I can go visit him. Should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I've heard Amos Lee on about 5 different tv shows within the last week. Quite weird because I haven't stop listening to his cd's for about the last month.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:helpmerondah:139362</id>
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    <title>WOO HOO!!!!</title>
    <published>2006-10-15T16:43:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-15T16:43:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">GO TIGERS!!!!! FUCK YEAH! My Tigers are going to the mother fucking world series!!!!!!!!!! YES! And the Lions may actually win a game today. I have a feeling. And then we have Joey starting for the Dolphins. I know he just followed me to Florida. He just didn't want to go to Tampa because then I would totally know he was stalking me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I don't think I've looked here for like 6 months. Lots has happened. I'm single again. Via a text message. Asshole. But who fucking cares. The Tigers are going to the World Series!!!!! And the Mets don't look like they are. Oops.</content>
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    <title>Sweet!!</title>
    <published>2006-04-12T23:17:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-12T23:17:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Talked to Scott today and he's going to be in Florida soon. Like 13 days!! WOOHOO!! I can't wait to go and kick it with my Scooter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that. Oliver is BAD!!! Although, at the moment he's passed out on the floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm, let's see. I now have a better work schedule at the bar. Which is great because now I don't have to stay until 3 every night. Out at around midnight. Jason gets back into town on Saturday. YAY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Pistols!</content>
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    <title>Ugh.</title>
    <published>2006-03-01T18:21:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-01T18:21:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Everytime I think that I'm getting back on track with my bills, something else happens. I get direct deposit from Banana that goes into 2 accounts. Well, I guess one of my accounts was closed and I wasn't notified. Meaning, my lazy ass parents probably have 20 messages and didn't feel the need to relay the message. Oops. So now, I'm missing half of a paycheck that I was expecting. It's not like it's a small company that I work for either, so trying to find that won't be an easy task. UGH! UGH! UGH!</content>
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    <title>Ugh.</title>
    <published>2006-02-26T16:56:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-26T16:56:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Seriously. This has been the worst week ever. Yep, pretty much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a fucking vacation.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:helpmerondah:138362</id>
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    <title>I'm alive.</title>
    <published>2006-01-24T23:16:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-24T23:16:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">And I chopped my hair off!! It's like super short. I donated 11 inches of my hair to locks of love. WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, my roommate is still alive too. We say hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO PISTOLS!!!!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:helpmerondah:137840</id>
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    <title>Why must I torture myself?</title>
    <published>2005-11-14T22:20:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-14T22:20:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yes. I have a new job. Well, it's not really a new job since I'm just going back to Banana. No Tami though. Heh. So I decided that I haven't spent enough Holiday seasons working at a mall, so I should do it another yet. This makes my 8th Christmas season working at a mall. Ew. Why do I do this to myself? Heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also picked up a Sunday shift at the Green, I'm a fucking workaholic now. Actually, I'm still trying to get caught up on my bills from the layoff. Speaking of Sunday, THE FUCKING LIONS WON YESTERDAY!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only did they win, Joey looked fucking FANTASTIC. In more ways than one. Hehehehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go eat some nasty ass Taco Hell.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:helpmerondah:137704</id>
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    <title>Awww.</title>
    <published>2005-11-09T17:40:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-09T17:40:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm a bit sad right now. My parents just left. They got into town on Sunday so I kind of assumed that they were going to stay for a bit longer. Guess not. Although, they did bring my dresser, tv, golf clubs, books, and the rest of my things that I wasn't able to ship down to Tampa. They also helped me buy a car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S RIGHT BITCHES!! I gots a car now. I'm not sure if this fact makes me or Adelle more happy. Who cares? I think we're both excited about the fact that I now have a vehicle. It's cute too. A gold 2003 Chevy Cavalier. Well, it's more like champagne. Which the car has it's temporary name. Miller. It's the cham-pag-ne of cars. The car can't get it's nickname until the first road trip is taken. Any offers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go sand my dresser.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:helpmerondah:137254</id>
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    <title>Lot of Shit here.</title>
    <published>2005-10-31T19:07:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-31T19:07:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Have love, will travel - the black keys</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay. First. Jeff Garcia can kiss my ass. He's so fucking worthless that it's just funny to me. McGuire and I were watching the game and each time Jeff got hit, I was hoping he wouldn't get back up. Ah fuck, I already know that I'm going to hell. But still, JEFF GARCIA SUCKS! Good news is that he may be too jacked up to play next week. Oh well. Too bad for him. Joey does always seems to play well against the Vikings. Especially since their 8 foot tall quarterback Daunte may be out for the season. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough football. It's Halloween. YAY! Which also means that it's Kraig's birthday. I need to call him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy that my birthday is over with. Actually, I think my liver is happy that my birthday is over. I think I may have consumed an entire bottle of Jager, a case of red bull, and at least another bottle of Patron over the last week. Not all at once mind you. My birthday was technically on Thursday, but I was working Wednesday night. Midnight was my downfall. Shots were appearing out of nowhere. Oh my! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That whole pattern pretty much continued until Saturday night. Which also sucked because of the time change. I seem to recall that the time change is much more fun when you're at the bar drinking, not working. Yeah, I had to work an extra hour to serve the drunk lushes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't complete sentences right now because I've had like 12 cups of coffee and no food. I'm super hyper and my thoughts are going everywhere. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see. What else? Oh yes, having a bit of boy drama right now. The problem? I have too many of them. They always say, when it rains, it pours. Well, I could do with a light drizzle for the moment.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:helpmerondah:136998</id>
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    <title>WOOT!</title>
    <published>2005-10-20T16:34:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-20T16:34:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Morcheeba - People Carrier</lj:music>
    <content type="html">YAY! Jason Mraz is coming to Florida! WOOHOO!!! Hmm, maybe I can get him drunk and get him to give me Joey's phone number. Always have to have a plan yo. But seriously, it would be super duper fun if my homegirl Bree makes the journey from KC to visit us. I wonder if we could classify this as the Whores &amp; Sluts Tour v.5.0? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, can I go to jail if I kill a cat? Henry is in super snuggly mode and he's shedding ALL OVER ME. I kick him off of me and he keeps coming back. Must stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out last night that I have to dress up for work next Friday. Can I just remind everyone that I HATE HALLOWEEN. HATE IT. Fuck. Shitball mother fucker. Did I mention that I hate Halloween?</content>
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    <title>WTF!</title>
    <published>2005-10-16T07:38:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-16T07:38:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So yeah. I was at the softball fields watching a tournament and my mom called to tell me that they were interrupting the Michigan game because of riots in Toledo. What the fuck is up with that? I guess it was in North Toledo which is where my grandma lives but I'm not sure how close it was to her house. North Toledo is kind of a big area. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why I'm still awake right now. I was up until 9:30 this morning playing poker. What was I thinking? I think I slept for about 3 hours and then went to the fields. Not to mention I had to work tonight. I think I'm just beyond tired right now. I know I'm not making any sense at the moment and I can't even blame it on being drunk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do need to get to sleep sometime soon because I have to get up and watch the Lions/Panthers game tomorrow. Who knows, it could be Joey's last starting gig. I hope not. What the fuck do they expect him to do without any damn receivers? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also a bit bitter that I was at Pete &amp; Shorty's today and didn't get to indulge in a Big O. FUCKING WORK! And now they have a new burger, it has bleu cheese dressing and just plain bleu cheese. MUST have one on Monday. In addition to being dead tired, I'm hungry as FUCK. A quarter of a turkey sandwich does not a meal make.</content>
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    <title>Damn.</title>
    <published>2005-10-13T16:41:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-13T16:41:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>evil and a heathen - Franz Ferdinand</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Fuck the Young &amp; the Restless, I'm just going to start keeping track of the Lions drama instead. I swear it's better than a soap opera. Hell, Joey even brought out the Shaq/Kobe card while talking about Roy and Kevin. I'm reading the article in the Free Press as I write this so my thoughts are a bit jumbled. But this paragraph, makes me want to give Joey a big hug. Among other things but we won't go there yet. Just woke up, my mind is only descending to the gutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But do the Lions always respect each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harrington was asked if he was disappointed in how some of his teammates had treated him. Some have criticized him. Others have been damning in their silence. Few have stood up to support him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cornerback Dre' Bly confronted him on the sideline after an interception in Sunday's 35-17 victory over Baltimore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So be it," Harrington said. "I can take it. It's frustration. Hey, I've taken more in the last three years than a lot of people have in a lifetime. So I'm not in any way going to shy away from it. It's not going to distract me from what I'm trying to do. I'm going to try to win football games with every bit of effort that I have, every bit of preparation, every bit of physical talent."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach Steve Mariucci didn't seem concerned.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's because Steve Mariucci is a fucking cocksucker that has his head so far up Jeff Garcia's ass he doesn't know what to do. Well, according to the rumors, maybe he has something else up there. Again, not yet awake enough to go there either.  AWWW FUCKING HELL. I just read that Garcia could be back for the game on the 23rd. Joey better play well this weekend or there goes his career. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other Detroit news. DARKO GOT ARRESTED!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! I always thought Rasheed would get popped before him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY!!! Just went out to the living room to change a CD and noticed one of the neighbors walking around shirtless. It's the HOT one too. I'm starting think he has something to do with tennis. I see him with tennis gear all the time and well, he body is SLAMMIN. Must investigate.</content>
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    <title>2 things.</title>
    <published>2005-10-03T21:48:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-03T21:48:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's 5:47 and I'm drunk. DAMN ANDREW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also. Yay for Todd France. He's with the Eagles now. And they talked about him on Sportscenter. Yay for me going to high school with him!</content>
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    <title>Hmm.</title>
    <published>2005-10-03T14:04:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-03T14:04:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Whew. I think I've finally sobered up from the Lions game yesterday. Just think how drunk I would have been if they won. Well wait, they DID win. Except that the officials blew the call. Oh hell, being a Lions fan, I'm used to games like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operation Stalk Joey was a success. Well, finding out the information was easy enough. Turns out that I know someone who works for the team. A friend from back home was in town visiting and they happened to come into the Green. Quite random but I did find out the hotel the team was staying at. It's a shame I wasn't in stalking mood though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Sportscenter and Buffalo's QB is HOT. Tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Game was fun. Meeting Dre Bly, Mike Williams, Marcus Pollard, Boss Bailey, and some others were worth it. Didn't get to meet Fast Eddie though. Or Joey. Which is good, because I probably would have ended up in jail.</content>
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    <title>Ugh.</title>
    <published>2005-09-26T16:41:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-26T16:41:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Tivo.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay. I must say that I'm REALLY REALLY beginning to hate Monday mornings. I don't work on Monday and I really enjoy sleeping in. This is QUITE impossible when the fucking landscapers are outside of my bedroom window at 7 in the morning. It pisses me off. Our apartment complex is quite big. Must they start with our building first? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, my weekend was enjoyable. Had to work Friday and Saturday night. Went by fast and made quite a bit of money. Yesterday I went to Beef O'Brady's and watched some football. It was weird not having a Lions game to be bitter with. Oh well, I have one this weekend. Everyone is going crazy down here with the Bucs starting 3-0. The Lions better win.</content>
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    <title>9 days and counting.</title>
    <published>2005-09-23T20:27:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-23T20:27:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">That's how long it is until I get to see Joey. Hopefully the Lions don't choke as it will be the only game I get to attend this year. Would really not like to see a repeat performance of last week. If I do, that would probably be the last time Joey starts. Oh well, look at the bright side. There is NO possible way the Lions can lose this weekend. HAH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, since I don't really update much it's hard for me to figure out what to write about. I could tell random stories about something that happened last night, but no one except Adelle would have any idea what I'm talking about. So, maybe I'll just keep posting about stupid random shit. Much easier that way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, is it Monday yet? Everyone else can't wait for the weekend, but I'm looking forward to Monday which is essentially the beginning of my "weekend." I have to close both tonight and tomorrow night. It really puts a freaking cramp on the social life. Ah hell, who cares. I need the money. BAD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must go and watch hot Andy on my Tivo. Mmmm daddy.</content>
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    <title>Ugh.</title>
    <published>2005-09-14T04:39:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-14T04:39:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>HGTV baby. My guilty pleasure.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Reason #4036 why I hate Toledo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random fucking people that you meet once decide that it's cool to throw a full beer on you. And they do this after the big fucking scary that you were sitting with leaves. They also have their friend waiting outside in the car so as soon as they throw the beer on you they can run like a little bitch. Did I mention this person is also your bestfriends boyfriend? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote: I did not hang out with John today. YAY for self control.</content>
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    <title>Home Sweet Home.</title>
    <published>2005-09-13T05:40:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-13T05:40:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Not really. I just got here on Saturday and I'm ready to go back to Florida already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I talked to John tonight. We're going to hang out tomorrow. FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! What did I get myself into?</content>
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    <title>Hmm.</title>
    <published>2005-09-01T15:22:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-01T15:22:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mermaids - I Am Kloot</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, talk about a shitty week in sports. The Lions get ROCKED, Andy loses in the first round, and now hotass Bobby Crosby broke his ankle. The hell am I going to watch? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night at work I met someone who played football in high school with Mike Williams. He's in a lot so maybe I can just use him to get to Joey. Yeah. That's the new plan. If that one fails, then I'll just start praying that when Joey is sent packing from Detroit, he'll find himself in Tampa. They're in need of a quarterback. Seriously. Why don't I own a sports team? My team would be the hottest. Literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to go home and visit the friends and family in a couple of weeks! I'm SOOO excited. But about stupid random things. &lt;br /&gt;I want to go to Nick &amp; Jimmy's for some beer and to see hot Tory&lt;br /&gt;I want a sandwich from Barry Bagels with coffee from Beaner's&lt;br /&gt;I want a turtle sundae from The G Spot&lt;br /&gt;I want to lick Micah's face&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to a gay bar with Scott and Kraig&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to Ann Arbor and have lunch at Seva&lt;br /&gt;I want a tasty chili dog from Rudy's&lt;br /&gt;and I want to SELL MY FUCKING CAR. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, that's a lot of accomplish in 4 days and that doesn't include getting my hair did, seeing the grandparents, and all of that other family shit.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Holy Hell.</title>
    <published>2005-08-30T15:38:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-30T15:38:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Roger Federer kicking the shit out of some poor guy.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay. I think I succeeded in scaring the shit out of all my neighbors last night. The Lions game caused me to yell quite loudly and drink copious amounts of alcohol. And it was only a preseason game. My poor poor liver. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still frustrated as fuck about that game. Why wasn't Fast Eddie playing? Maybe if he was in the game, the Lions wouldn't have had such crappy ass field position. And the offensive line? They should all be tied up today and beaten. Severely. I'll volunteer to do it myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, the defense? The object of the game is to STOP the guys with the different colored jerseys on. That's what you're paid to do. Hard concept I know. I'm not even going to get into my feelings on Jeff Garcia. Honestly though, if he ends up starting I'll have to stop watching the Lions. There's just something about him that makes me want to rip my hair out every time I see him. It's not my fault that he's Mariucci's fuck buddy. Doesn't mean he has to play. UGH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must stop now. 1 good thing about the game. Joey. With lots and lots of facial hair. Have I mentioned before how much I enjoy hairy men? Facial hair hairy. Not like back hair hairy. EW. Anyway, if I were at the game last night I would have had a hard time trying now to pounce on him. Whew. Now if Andy Roddick does the facial hair thing at the US Open, I may die. Serious.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:helpmerondah:134378</id>
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    <title>YAY!</title>
    <published>2005-08-29T18:02:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-29T18:02:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I get to see my Joey tonight on Monday Night Football! YUM!!! This makes me very happy if you couldn't tell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new job is working out quite well. I really like this whole only working 3 days a week thing. It's quite nice really. Eventually I'll go back and work part time at Banana or Anthropologie but I'm still easing back into the whole job thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking to buy a plane ticket back home soon. I can't believe that I haven't been there since February. Haven't missed much except for my friends and family. That's to be expected though. I'm thinking about going home on a Saturday and coming home the following Wednesday. I'm retarded, so I'm totally planning my trip home so I can see a Lions game. Sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did finally get to go to my first NFL game though. It was only preseason but I did go and see the Bucs/Jags game last Saturday. It was quite fun. I was able to case the area for the Bucs/Lions game in October. Yep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell that I'm having another random update. Maybe it's the 8 cups of super strength coffee I've had. Who the hell knows. Maybe I should go to the pool and relax for a bit. Yep. Sounds like an idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO LIONS!!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:helpmerondah:134134</id>
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    <title>So Yeah.</title>
    <published>2005-08-17T02:00:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-17T02:00:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Rondah is no longer a member of the unemployed club. That's right. I got myself a job. At the Green Iguana. So when ya'll come and visit, I can be the one serving you those magical hangover curing cheeseburgers. Of course, I'd probably be hungover as hell with you guys. But still, I have a job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to update on Friday with my good news but I was busy "packing" for a quick little jaunt to Whorelando. Well, the Wide World of Sports complex. Same difference. I'm now officially a softball whore but not in the same way as my roommate. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my liver is shot to shit because of Adelle-a-palooza. I'm quite random at the moment and I'm not really sure why. I'm sure it has a bit to do with being on the phone. Maybe I should just stop now while I'm ahead.</content>
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    <title>Duh.</title>
    <published>2005-06-20T19:25:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-20T19:25:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well. As most of you already know, I lost my fucking job. Isn't that a bitch? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I hated it so now I can go and look for something that I'll actually like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there are a few good things about being unemployed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I don't have to take time off for Stacey's visit this week&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't have to Tivo Wimbledon&lt;br /&gt;3. I won't have to call in sick when the Pistons win/lose because of my hangover&lt;br /&gt;4. I can run errands whenever I feel like it &lt;br /&gt;5. If I don't want to do anything, I don't have to.</content>
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    <title>Too many Big O's</title>
    <published>2005-06-14T19:03:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-14T19:03:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Modest Mouse - Tiny Cities Made of Ashes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm going on the Lindsay Lohan diet stat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it is NEVER okay to compare the cutest cat in the world to Michael Jackson. I don't care how stoned you are and how innocent he looks. Poor Henry. Even if does like to pee on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bit hyper and random today. Hehehe. GO PISTONS!!!</content>
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