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  <title>Tamara</title>
  <subtitle>Tamara</subtitle>
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    <name>Tamara</name>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tamiris:37389</id>
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    <title>Awesome Alliterative Adjectives Poll :)</title>
    <published>2007-09-09T03:28:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-09T03:28:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/poll/?id=1052352"&gt;View Poll: Awesome Alliterative Adjectives&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tamiris:37263</id>
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    <title>I'm so not surprised :)</title>
    <published>2007-04-30T21:25:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-30T21:25:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It sucks that the link to the pic is broken, but whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/teo592/quiz/dragon.html" target="_new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;A GREEN Dragon Lies Beneath!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.abednarz.net/dragons/drgreen.jpg" border="1" alt="My inner dragon color is GREEN. Click here to try the Quiz!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My inner dragon is the embodiment of Nature and the Earth. I'm also the Earth Elemental dragon; the defender of all living things. You've heard of forest spirits? Well, I'm as big and tough as they get. Click the image to try the Inner Dragon Online Quiz for yourself.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tamiris:37077</id>
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    <title>WoW pets??</title>
    <published>2006-12-31T22:57:54Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-01T20:51:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.lapisdragonfly.com/wowpet.htm"&gt;http://www.lapisdragonfly.com/wowpet.htm&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tamiris:36639</id>
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    <title>Art Meme</title>
    <published>2006-11-15T21:17:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-15T21:17:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The pattern of rain, and it's getting old...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, there seems to be a meme going around LJ about "send me a comment, and I'll send you art".  I'm in.  The first... uhm... 7 people will get art from me.  If I know you, I will probably do something for you specifically.  If I don't know you, you'll get some random art.  It may be a greeting card or a pendant, but something... who knows what I'll feel like doing when I get the messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited at the prospect is...&lt;br /&gt;Tam</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tamiris:36516</id>
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    <title>Fiber Fu Needed Badly</title>
    <published>2006-09-04T02:22:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-04T02:22:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I want very badly to spin and dye some hemp/wool blend, and because it's a blend, I don't know if I should go with an acid dye or a fiber reactive dye. Help?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tamiris:36164</id>
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    <title>Twice in one week???</title>
    <published>2006-07-20T08:34:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-20T08:34:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I know Rick's thinking "wtf?" about now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the new computer together. It's soooo pretty, and it's finally all working... I can't find our entire network, and since I'm not the networking geek and he's asleep, it can wait until tomorrow.  I think I can figure out how to copy WoW off of my old computer, so that's good enough, for now; I've already installed the lastest DirectX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's really pretty. I'm super happy, and completely fucking exhausted.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tamiris:36015</id>
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    <title>Plans and Scheiss</title>
    <published>2006-07-17T21:50:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-17T21:50:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Bill gave an update of where we're at &lt;a href="http://genericjoe.livejournal.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  You might notice that he completely failed to mention that we're moving to Minneapolis.  That's because it's patently untrue :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Tam</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tamiris:35612</id>
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    <title>Ennui</title>
    <published>2006-03-27T08:35:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-27T08:35:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm bored tonight, restless, and don't want to be at work. I'd much rather be reimaging my home PC, getting WoW installed, shopping for beautiful yarns to go with the completely awesome lacy sweater patterns I found, etc. I can think about 9 million things I'd rather do than type one more damned delivery summary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also feeling ennui in general; I keep thinking about just staying at home for the next couple of days.  It's a mess, and could use some serious attention, including the sewing/craft room.  I have 3-4 projects in my head, but no space in which to realize them.  I'm feeling as though I want David to show an interest in spending time with me, and know that is completely my own stuff - he does, he said as much tonight.  I'm just not feeling worthy of attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's probably some crappy, underlying depressive stuff, but I don't even have the energy to dig at that right now.  Some of it is J&amp;V moving; some of it is trying to support Bill through that, because I know it's a lot harder on him than it is on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's almost lunch time, and then I can sit here and knit for a while. It's so relaxing; good for the soul.</content>
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    <title>Home again, home again...</title>
    <published>2006-02-28T05:00:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-28T05:00:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the whirring of mom's dishwasher</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, at about 1 p.m. tomorrow, Central time, I leave to go back home.  Mom and I are both sad; it's been a mixed-bag kind of trip. I got to spend much-needed time with folks I love, including Mom, John, Jeni, John B., Martin, Magenta and Mark. Mark was super sweet and remembered to share water with me again last night. I was really touched.  It sounds like things in his life are going pretty well; I'm glad, he deserves it.  I also had a great time with Jeni, laughing, being myself.  John B. is super cuddly, and took good care of me today, even though I was feeling pretty crappy and I had hoped we'd get some alone time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John is so weakened and depressed.  He doesn't look good, and it's really hard on my poor mom. Tonight, just as an example, I could tell that she was really drawn-and-quartered between spending time with John and caring for him, and spending time with me on my last night.  He had endoscopy on Thursday of last week and the doctor really bashed the hell out of his mouth, took a bunch of biopsies.  He said it looked good, that the area of the former mass (which didn't show on the latest CT) was soft and pliable, indicating that the mass is gone.  We should have biopsy results tomorrow, so I'm saying my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill has been busy, busy, it sounds like, getting the house more organized and easier to live in. I'm anxious to see all that he's done around the house :)  Meanwhile, poor Kat has been really sick, and I'd love to be there, taking care of her, keeping Emily out of her hair so that she can sleep and get to feeling better.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to go home, and yet so hard to be here, too.  It'll be really nice to be back amongst my chosen family, but mom and I are getting along so well that it's also really sad to leave here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm having a rough night, split in two about where I want to be and should be right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My entrelac knitting project is going a lot more smoothly than I anticipated; my bag may well be done when I get home.  I'm also knitting a cute pair of socks for Emily, that I think will tickle her, since I have a pair made from the same yarn.  Maybe, just maybe, I'll be able to get her to keep something on her feet for more than  few minutes.  Three-year-olds are such little nudists by nature :)</content>
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    <title>Little Miss Nudginator...</title>
    <published>2006-02-05T11:57:35Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-05T11:57:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>... the whir of office machinery and a too-loud air vent</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I wasn't going to do this from work - I really need to become a paid subscriber so that I can post by phone :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to work tonight, and around 3 a.m. went off to lunch and found that Little Miss Nudginator had put a note in my lunch.  And not just any note, but like the sweetest little note in the whole world.  And yes, in the lunch that she had packed for me, with cookies, chips and the world's greatest Mexican lasagna.  Heh. And the girl says she can't cook. Yum. So, fortunately I'm the only one here tonight, cuz I prolly looked pretty stupid, crying (tears of being touched and overjoyed) over the note in the lunchroom at 3:10 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is okay - busy, hectic, but okay.  I guess John's doing enough better that he's talking about going back to work.  Mom doesn't seem too hot on the idea, but I can understand that he is probably sick to death of sitting around at home with mom paying far too much attention to him. LOL.  I got in trouble at work this week, and it resulted in my production going from 100 lines an hour to over 300; that'll work for me - means a lot more money.  Besides, being in the office really doesn't suck, gives my day a little more continuity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so back to typity typity.  Thanks for "listening".  I'll try to blab more frequently. *kiss* *hug* *evil wink at LMN*</content>
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    <title>Alright, I'm in...</title>
    <published>2005-12-04T04:06:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-04T04:06:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don't speak often) please post a comment with a completely made up and fictional memory of you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be anything you want - good or bad - but it has to be fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people don't actually remember about you.</content>
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    <title>Terroristic Nipples...</title>
    <published>2005-10-26T16:43:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-26T16:43:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, I'm on my mom's laptop, so this will be short, cuz the keyboard suxxors. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We flew from Columbus, OH to Minneapolis/St. Paul Int'l Airport on Monday.  I had to be strip searched because something "in my bra area" set off the metal detectors. Yeah, you got it. I am the Nipple Terrorist... I got to go behind a screen and remove them, but what a joke :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the whole thing is pretty funny; I think they're lucky it was me, tho -- a lot of people might not have been so amused.</content>
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    <title>Fuckity fuck...</title>
    <published>2005-08-12T19:54:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-12T19:54:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, I'm all excited about my trip to Michigan this coming week.  We're planning to leave Sunday after Bill gets off work at 10 a.m.  I look at the schedule, and I'm listed as working Sunday night/Monday morning, from 1-5 a.m.  My vacation request clearly asked for August 15-20th off, and well, 1-5 a.m. on Monday is the 15th, right?  So, since the person who usually does schedules is on personal leave, I contacted her supervisor, the director, who sent back a scathing, sarcastic e-mail about how she can't get coverage with this little notice, etc., and "Thank you. Enjoy your PLT."  Then, a few minutes later, the manager who is on call this weekend sends out a request for someone to work Sunday night/Monday morning from 1-5 a.m.  Next, I get an e-mail from the director, demanding that I forward her the approved PLT request. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so don't like being fucked with.  All I asked for was 40 hours of PLT, which I've earned.  Fuck.  I fear this will put me on the "list" of people to be watched for any minor infractions so I can be written up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready to go on vacation is stressful enough; I certainly didn't need this fucking crap. :(</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tamiris:34149</id>
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    <title>Two things...</title>
    <published>2005-08-09T19:55:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-09T19:55:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">First, I called to try and get reconnected to my therapist today.  I want to try to tackle my eating disorder.  We'll see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I created a graphic for my tattoo, which I'm getting while on vacation in Michigan next week.  You can find it at www.lapisdragonfly.com/tatfinal.jpg if you'd like to see it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Tam</content>
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    <title>Filigree and shrink plastic</title>
    <published>2005-02-26T18:53:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-26T18:53:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay, the Filigree was done with a a paper punch.  These were made out of shrink plastic, aka Shrinky Dinks, and the inks are applied with rubber stamps.  I used a variety of colors and types of ink, to see what would wear best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally made a pin that made me say "Oh, Wow!" last night and I'm a lot happier with it.  Once I get the beadwork on it, I'll scan it or take a pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the feedback!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Tam</content>
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    <title>Feedback, please?</title>
    <published>2005-02-25T22:15:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-25T22:15:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I made these pins for a swap that I'm in.  The largest is about 1.25 x 1.5 inches.  Are they just too small? too busy? perfect? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.lapisdragonfly.com/pins.jpg"&gt; </content>
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    <title>Happy, contented Tam...</title>
    <published>2005-02-09T10:37:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-09T10:37:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Liz Phair - Only Son</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I just created the best stamp I've made so far.  I'm so jazzed that I want to show it off. I guess it's time to buy a scanner :)</content>
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    <title>A fundamental change...</title>
    <published>2005-02-03T21:39:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-03T21:39:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was just realizing that I've undergone a fundamental change in the way that I game.  I was playing Neopets - just running through the Neogames that I most like to play and realized that all of my favorite games these days fall in the "action" category.  I guess this means that I'm getting over my aversion to twitchy games.  Hmmmm... interesting.  I like them even better than most of the puzzle games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An interesting observation.  I wonder if it means anything :)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tamiris:32891</id>
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    <title>Can you tell?</title>
    <published>2005-02-03T13:07:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-03T18:35:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I did this painting over the course of the past few days for a Tarot card swap.  I need to know if this character is recognizable... Can you tell which card this is supposed to be?  Thanks for your input :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lapisdragonfly.com/pic1.jpg"&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lapisdragonfly.com/pic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tamiris:32696</id>
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    <title>Free Will Astrology</title>
    <published>2005-01-07T08:02:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-07T08:02:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bill's chair creaking upstairs :)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My Free Will Astrology for this week can be found here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewillastrology.com/horoscopes/pisces.html"&gt;http://www.freewillastrology.com/horoscopes/pisces.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Coming Out Party should be a gallery debut, but I couldn't possibly have enough of my art in one place to do that in just 3 weeks :)  However, on Sunday, January 23rd, at 3:00 p.m., I will be serving hors deovres and cocktails and showing off some of my recent work at our place, Deviant Duplex West.  There will be a limited number of items for sale, but mostly it'll be a celebration of my new acceptance that I am not just crafty, I'm not just a fair seamstress, but am truly an artist.  (You can spell that with an e, if you must, and capitalize it if you care.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you can make it to my party :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Tam</content>
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    <title>Itchy Purple Snowflake...</title>
    <published>2004-12-17T21:45:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-17T21:45:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A totally useless quiz can be found here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://spacefem.com/uselessquiz/"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.lapisdragonfly.com/14.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>Data...</title>
    <published>2004-12-16T09:18:01Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-16T09:18:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I got a sweet e-mail from Bikeboy tonight.  He told me he was proud of me for having stayed away from Minnesota for so long :)  He'd really like to not be there now, I think.  In catching him up, I told him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a Really Fucking Bad Week (TM).  On Monday night, I got really fed up with Pam, who was pushing my buttons.  I kicked her out.  I don't know if it's repairable.  I am still pretty angry, 3 days later, which is uncommon for me.  She and I won't get to talk, face-to-face, until next Thursday, since Bill and I are going to West Point to visit his family for Xmas.  It might be good for me to have that much cooling off time; it might also be bad, in terms of our long-term relationship prognosis, for me to get to stew until then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved to North Carolina in August, 2000.  I couldn't have done it without Bill, who has been my greatest supporter and biggest fan.  I'm a lot more "whole" than I ever was without him.  Interestingly, now that I'm in a mostly healthy poly relationship, I find that I don't really NEED to be poly.  I could easily "settle" into monogamy with him, as he meets almost all of my sexual needs.  However, because our relationship is healthy and feeds us both, our being polyamorous is a "bonus".  We have other loves.  We are open and honest with one another about our wants, needs, desires, and that inspires us to seek relationships with others that follow those same tenets.</content>
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    <title>The First International Church of Why Can't We All Just Get Along?</title>
    <published>2004-12-13T22:00:45Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-13T22:00:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">And God said, wherever two or more of you are gathered in my name, there will be politics. :(  Gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should just make my official card for the Priestess of the First Church of the Sacred Whore Tamara.  Yeah, I think I may just do that.  Y'all can cum^h^h^h join if you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*</content>
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    <title>Brassy Broad...</title>
    <published>2004-12-09T07:15:57Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-09T07:15:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, here it is, the new haircolor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lapisdragonfly.com/copperhead1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lapisdragonfly.com/copperhead2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smootch*&lt;br /&gt;Tam</content>
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    <title>mariamne Coming Out...</title>
    <published>2004-12-08T07:39:21Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-08T07:39:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">There is an LJ that I in the name &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_mariamne' lj:user='mariamne' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://mariamne.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://mariamne.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;mariamne&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, created back when denny and I were first physically together, when things were incredibly angsty with Jackson and Vivien.  I guess this is mariamne's coming out.  I thought about moving all of those entries to this journal and then making that my journal for artsy accomplishments.  I may still make that my journal for artsy accomplishment and leave the old, angsty stuff there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful that a year or so later, I can own all of this and that these people are all still a part of my life, mostly in much healthier ways.</content>
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