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  <title>one of the rings that is ruled by them all</title>
  <subtitle>Is that right?</subtitle>
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  <updated>2008-11-24T00:33:36Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:artemis_monsom:26695</id>
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    <title>Ahhhhhh.  More drama.</title>
    <published>2008-05-06T02:25:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-24T00:33:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ok, remember last time i talked about Lenny and Josie?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ok this story involves them.&amp;nbsp; ok, so a few weeks ago, i told lenny to ask josie to prom.&amp;nbsp; i hounded him about it, my boyfriend hounded lenny about it, a few of my friends hounded him about it, josie's protective older brother hounded him about it.&amp;nbsp; lenny's not a relationship guy, he doesn't fall for girls easily, and he's pretty shy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;so he FINALLY works up the courage to ask her to prom.&amp;nbsp; she's THRILLED, cause she'd been looking forward to it for like 3 weeks.&amp;nbsp; so prom comes and he and my boyfriend pick me and josie up, go to lenny's house to take pictures (lenny's filthy, horribly rich), then to the restaurant, then to prom.&amp;nbsp; when we get there, josie goes off with her bitchy grade-older-than-us friend (who just recently decided she wasn't mad at josie for no reason and is a total party girl flirt and doesn't seem to like me) and hangs out with her and her group for the whole night.&amp;nbsp; Well this girl, lets call her susan, has a two-years-older-than-us friend named todd.&amp;nbsp; todd is your all american boy.&amp;nbsp; he plays football, he's got short blonde-brown hair, tan, always nice to everyone, perfect white smile, wants to join the army.&amp;nbsp; two days after the prom, TODAY, josie tells me she likes todd more than lenny. BAM.&amp;nbsp; i'm devestated.&amp;nbsp; poor lenny is all i can think.&amp;nbsp; he really started to like her and she oesn't like him back cause she'd rather go out with mr. marine.&amp;nbsp; but then again she doesn't know him.&amp;nbsp; i wish she knew him.&amp;nbsp; he's like the second most amazing guy i've ever met (no one can top the boyfriend) and he deserves to be with a girl he likes, not to meantion a great girl like josie.&amp;nbsp; and might i mention, todd is 2 years older than her and treats her like a little sister.&amp;nbsp; her brother is already protective enough, he would eat her soul for dinner if she went out with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate highschool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate drama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone tell me what to do.</content>
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    <title>since when did i lose the love?</title>
    <published>2008-04-08T23:01:02Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-08T23:01:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i used to be overflowing with love for everyone, especially my boyfriend.&amp;nbsp; now i'm pissed non stop at nothing.&amp;nbsp; its like i'll be talking to someone and they'll say ANYTHING even SLIGHTLY against what i want or say and i'll start to hate them.&amp;nbsp; and somewhere in my mind, i ask 'what is wrong with me?&amp;nbsp; why am i suddenly a bitch?'&amp;nbsp; i've found myself starting to dislike my jimi.&amp;nbsp; which makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although.&amp;nbsp; i'm not all out of my mind, he has changed, or else i have.&amp;nbsp; i find him very immature now, when i used to never have a problem with it.&amp;nbsp; I find myself avoiding him when usually i would never do that.&amp;nbsp; but as soon as i'm away from him, i'm hitting myself, because i still do love him.&amp;nbsp; i still do think he's amazing.&amp;nbsp; i still want to be with him.&amp;nbsp; I still miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i've found myself so hateful lately.&amp;nbsp; hating on everyone.&amp;nbsp; its venomous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would like it to stop.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>artemis_monsom @ 2008-03-27T22:15:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-28T03:26:25Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-28T03:26:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the sound of sweet vengence.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i&amp;nbsp;love this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna tell you a story.&amp;nbsp; i'm going to change the names as to protect the innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is this girl who has recently attepted to take my placce in my group fo guy friends as the single girl who will put up with them.&amp;nbsp; lets call her shirley.&amp;nbsp; Well shirley is liked (as a frience, maybe more) by my boyfriend's best friend, john.&amp;nbsp; john is best friends with my boyfriend and another guy named Lenny.&amp;nbsp; john wants lenny to lose his virginity, and he wants lennie to lose it to shirley.&amp;nbsp; lennie doesn't like shirley.&amp;nbsp; i think lennie likes my friend josie.&amp;nbsp; josie is currently taken, but her relationship doesn't seem to be too great.&amp;nbsp; turns out, everyone, including josie, hates shirley, also including her former best friend or at least, one of them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because i hate her too, i'm organizing a huge terror plot against her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;al because she's on my turf.&amp;nbsp; trying to get with my friends.&amp;nbsp; trying to take my place.&amp;nbsp; and she's going all the way down.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can bet your ass on it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:artemis_monsom:25997</id>
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    <title>Teachers suck.</title>
    <published>2008-03-27T02:37:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-27T02:37:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Some Hootie song.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;Damn.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you say upsetting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, my spanish teacher is almost failing me for missing ONE homework assignment.&amp;nbsp; ONE.&amp;nbsp; whereas my boyfriend, who is in said spanish teacher's guitar class and is quite good at guitar, has missed several of these things and NOT FAILED AT ALL THIS GRADING PERIOD.&amp;nbsp; Fuck man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my computer teacher lost one of my assignments which'll prolly bring my grade from a snug 96 to an 80 something.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Jimi's mother is a bitch.&amp;nbsp; period.&amp;nbsp; bitch bitch BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGHHHH.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frustration.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:artemis_monsom:25760</id>
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    <title>none.</title>
    <published>2008-03-17T08:03:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-17T08:03:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>war pigs -- black sabbath</lj:music>
    <content type="html">it's&amp;nbsp; three in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm becoming obsessive, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over what, i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i imagine i'll stay up a while longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe until 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to find something to rant on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inspriational blockage.&amp;nbsp; sucks.&amp;nbsp; i dont ever get inspired.&amp;nbsp; nothing is&amp;nbsp;ever new, nothing is ever original, nothing is ever earth-shattering.&amp;nbsp; nothing is worth it.&amp;nbsp; except for those few times when it is.&amp;nbsp; but i dont write very well lately anyways.&amp;nbsp; i have these great ideas, but crafting words together in an eloquent and not-chunky way is so difficult!&amp;nbsp; my writing is always very awkward.&amp;nbsp; i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello 3 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye sleep.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:artemis_monsom:25421</id>
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    <title>Three reasons that I HATE guys in highschool.</title>
    <published>2008-02-21T05:07:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-21T05:07:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dean Martin</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ONE)&amp;nbsp; They are so goddamn immature.&amp;nbsp; I am so sick of the constant penis jokes and the constant fart jokes.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, that shit got old so fucking long ago.&amp;nbsp; Grow the hell up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO) They don't respect me.&amp;nbsp; Hitting on me left and right, even&amp;nbsp;though&amp;nbsp;I have a boyfriend and everyone knows i have a boyfriend.&amp;nbsp; Making sexist jokes left and right about my place being in the kitchen or cleaning or some bullshit.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And&amp;nbsp;I can't count how many times guys have taken pens out my back pocket or commented on my cellphone in my back pocket or commenting on my necklace that hangs right in front of my cleavage or slapped my ass or stuck their finger down my cleavage.&amp;nbsp; I am so bloody sick of it.&amp;nbsp; ITS NOT FUNNY, I DON'T FIND IT ATTRACTIVE.&amp;nbsp; GROW THE FUCK UP.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE)&amp;nbsp; When i make a fuss about these things, what do i get told? "Lighten up man.&amp;nbsp; Just go with the flow."&amp;nbsp; No, i won't go with the flow, I don't like this constant bullshit.&amp;nbsp; Would they tell a black guy to lighten up if they were making lynching and slavery jokes to lighten up?&amp;nbsp; No.&amp;nbsp; But they tell me because femminists are whiny bitches, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&amp;nbsp; i'm just waiting until they grow up and become civilized people.&amp;nbsp; because these guys are great guys just need some maturing to do, cause damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--KT</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:artemis_monsom:24941</id>
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    <title>artemis_monsom @ 2006-09-24T22:20:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-25T03:22:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-25T15:40:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>We Will Become Silhouettes - Postal Service</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Just so all of you YIM peoples know, my Yahoo ID has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To goodnessridden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, uh, if you want to add me, go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luff,&lt;br /&gt;Seph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way,&amp;nbsp;my birthday is in 3 days, yay!&amp;nbsp; +throws confetti+;;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>artemis_monsom @ 2006-09-23T16:55:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-23T21:58:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-23T21:58:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I came on to say, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;H&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;A&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;P&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;P&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff9900"&gt;Y&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ffcc00"&gt;B&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff00"&gt;I&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#99cc00"&gt;R&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#808000"&gt;T&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#333300"&gt;H&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#003300"&gt;D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#003366"&gt;A&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#008080"&gt;Y&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#33cccc"&gt;E&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#00ffff"&gt;M&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#00ccff"&gt;I&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;L&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;I&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000080"&gt;A&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#333399"&gt;A&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;A&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:artemis_monsom:24342</id>
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    <title>artemis_monsom @ 2006-09-01T18:58:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-02T01:02:53Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-02T01:02:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The shower.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So yesterday, my uncle was stabbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, you read right.  I can't say a lot now, as they've only cought one of the two guys that committed the crime.  But I can say that it was in the morning and two guys came in and stabbed him multiple times in the neck, back and chest.  He's now in ICU.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just pray for him.  That's all I ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Seph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  Sorry for not posting sooner.  I'm not a very talkative person. =)</content>
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    <title>Everyone's doing it!</title>
    <published>2006-06-25T06:10:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-25T06:10:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Click! Click!  Typetypetype...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">No not like that.  Like this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=Le+Doodles"&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?name=Le+Doodles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill it out, pleeeeeeeaaase!  I shall be eternally grateful. =)</content>
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    <title>When God Fearin' Women get the Blues - Martina McBride</title>
    <published>2006-06-08T21:51:35Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-08T21:51:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The washing machine. -_-</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Finally posting this, though using my old playlist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to your music player, set it to shuffle/random, and answer the following questions with the title of the FIRST song that you skip to each time. No cheating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of my friends who don't understand hindi, and therefore me, I'm skipping the Hindi music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you reached the top of Mount Everest, you would scream:&lt;br /&gt;Must Get Out - Maroon 5 (I was stuck on top of Mount Everest?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time you stand up in front of a group of people, you'll say:&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of the Red, white and Blue - Toby Keith  (The doughnuts are courtesy of the US government, I assume.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your message to the world:&lt;br /&gt;One More Sad Song - AAR (uhh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your deepest secret:&lt;br /&gt;Ohio (Come Back to texas) - Bowling for Soup (I'm already in Texas...  I want to come back to California...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your innermost desire:&lt;br /&gt;Luck be a Lady - Guys and Dolls (I wanna get rich?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your oldest memory makes you think:&lt;br /&gt;Bless the Broken Road - Rascall Flatts &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in your wedding vows, you'll include:&lt;br /&gt;Friends o' Mine - BFS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On your deathbed, you'll whisper:&lt;br /&gt;Drive Away - AAR (I don't want anyone with me when I die?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends say behind your back:&lt;br /&gt;Ordinary People - John Legend (Uhh.. I'm an ordinary person?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say behind your friends' back:&lt;br /&gt;Answer the Phone - Sugar Ray (No, I say that to thier face.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you wake up in the morning, you mutter:&lt;br /&gt;Live It Up - BFS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you found yourself lost on a desert island, you'd yell:&lt;br /&gt;Too Far Gone - AAR &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, your feelings are:&lt;br /&gt;Asshole - BFS (xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your excuse for reposting this bulletin?:&lt;br /&gt;This is How a Heart Breaks - Rob Thomas &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life's soundtrack:&lt;br /&gt;She Will be Loved - Maroon 5 (I WILL be loved, dammit!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your farewell message to the readers of this bulletin:&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Now - Sugar Ray (I'm so sorry for posting this!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Now, put the next randomly chosen song as the title of the new bulletin, and repost!</content>
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    <title>artemis_monsom @ 2006-04-24T16:05:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-25T00:03:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-25T00:04:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Happy Endings by AAR</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, I'm here in Texas.  My first week has been pretty uneventful... Except that my uncle found a tarantula in the bed of his truck.  We named him Malvolio.  My grandpa cals him Mal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lately developed this gigantic obsession with the All-American Rejects.  my previous desktop background was them.  My rigntone is Swing, Swing.  My parents bought thier CD for me for easter.  Plus a chocolate bunny. Hehe. Whatever.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm prolly gonna cut my hair short soon.  maybe dye it blue.  like a dark blue.  Dunno.  I'll have to talk to my folks about it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else to add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luff,&lt;br /&gt;Seph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS, Tyson Ritter, Shirley MacLaine and Kelly Clarkson's birthday is today.  If you see them, wish them a happy birthday. =P</content>
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    <title>artemis_monsom @ 2006-04-02T12:19:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-02T19:55:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-02T19:55:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Stolen from Thea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE: On The Outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Seph&lt;br /&gt;Birth date: September 28th, 1990&lt;br /&gt;Birthplace: Plano&lt;br /&gt;Current Location: My computer, My office, my house, my street, Suberb of san jose, california, USA, North america, Earth, Milky Way, Universe&lt;br /&gt;Eye Color: Green.  Dark Green.  With a little tiny bit of brown thrown in there.&lt;br /&gt;Hair Color: Original color is brown but right now it's purple. =P&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5' 4"?  Don't quote me on that.  Let's just say short.&lt;br /&gt;Righty or Lefty: Righty. In handwriting and politics. &lt;br /&gt;Zodiac Sign: Libra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO: On The Inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heritage: English-Scottish-Italian-French with a bit of Jewish and Swedish.&lt;br /&gt;Shoes you wore today: none yet today.&lt;br /&gt;weakness: All-American Rejects, Kyle Gallner. =P&lt;br /&gt;Your fears: Death, the unknown, strangers, people have called me Homophobic. -__- &lt;br /&gt;Your perfect meal: Uhm... Something edible?&lt;br /&gt;Goal you'd like to achieve: Find a way to live forever without being famous. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE: Past, Present, Future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your most overused phrase on AIM: wtf?&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts first waking up: Mmm? Frrghn. Fky...mm...&lt;br /&gt;Your best physical feature: Uh.... dunno.  Try 'none.' =)&lt;br /&gt;Your bedtime: I usually go to bed anywhere from 10:30 to 2 AM&lt;br /&gt;Your most missed memory: breakfast. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR: Your Pick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: Coke&lt;br /&gt;McDonalds or Burger King: Neither. Icky.&lt;br /&gt;Single or group dates: Single, group dates suck. =)&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or vanilla: Vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;cappuccino or coffee: Ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE: Do You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoke: No.&lt;br /&gt;Cuss: You better believe it.&lt;br /&gt;Sing: Yeah.  But only when I'm feeling high on life/paint fumes.&lt;br /&gt;Take a shower everyday: depends on the cercumstances.  if we're in a hotel I don't, mostly because of time constraints.&lt;br /&gt;Have a crush: would you believe... 6? =)&lt;br /&gt;Think you've been in love: Nope.  I believe you have one love in your life and I believe thechances of you finding him/her in your first 18 years is about 5%.&lt;br /&gt;Like(d) high school: No.  It was boring.  That's why I decided to go homeschooler. =)  That and the fact that I have to move to texas and school + packing is not a good combination for one's sanity.&lt;br /&gt;Want to get married: Yeah.  not right now, though.&lt;br /&gt;Get motion sickness: No.  Been on a plane since I was 18 monthes old.  In cars I get a little nausious, though.&lt;br /&gt;Think you're a health freak: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Get along with your parents: Ehh.. Not too much.  My mom is way too controlling.  &lt;br /&gt;Like thunderstorms: +shrug+;;  It's thunder and a storm in a neat little package.  Much like fruit and nuts are to San Francisco.&lt;br /&gt;Play an instrument: No.  I'm horribly untalented at music.  Then again, perhaps it's just because my elementary school forced us to play music and it made me all against music and stuff because I didn't have time to practice and learn the notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX: In the past few months have you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank alcohol: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Smoked: No.&lt;br /&gt;Done a drug: Besides paint fumes, no.&lt;br /&gt;Made Out: Ehh... No.  I'm too young for that, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;Gone to the mall: Hmm... I think so.&lt;br /&gt;Eaten sushi: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Been on stage: Not that I remember.&lt;br /&gt;Been dumped: Uh, no.&lt;br /&gt;Gone skating: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Gone skinny dipping: Ew, no. &lt;br /&gt;Dyed your hair: Yeah.  Purple.&lt;br /&gt;Stolen anything: Unless you count walking away with pens after i've signed reciepts thievery, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN: Ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played a game that required the removal of clothing: Uhm, no, no strip poker for me.&lt;br /&gt;Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: No.&lt;br /&gt;Been caught "doing something": Ew, no.&lt;br /&gt;Been called a tease: Nuh-uh.&lt;br /&gt;Got beaten up: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EIGHT: Getting Older&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age you hope to be married: Whenever me and whoever I'm with feels is the right time.&lt;br /&gt;Numbers and Names of Children: 800.  All named Wonton.&lt;br /&gt;How do you want to die: How about being struck by lightning? =)&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up: Famous!  I wanna live forever!&lt;br /&gt;What country would you most like to visit: Europe.</content>
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    <title>artemis_monsom @ 2006-02-27T18:59:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-28T02:59:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-28T03:01:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Just the TV.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Got a new journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daily life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only friend it if you want boring spam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TheDailyDribble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.</content>
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    <title>artemis_monsom @ 2006-02-09T17:02:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-10T01:12:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-10T01:12:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Hi everyone.&amp;nbsp; Just ignore this post from now on.&amp;nbsp; Don't click the LJ-cut.&amp;nbsp; It's just random nonesense that you should only want t know if you're an insomniac who wants to listen to someone whine incessantly.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have no talents.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I'm not good at drawing, I'm not good at writing, I'm not good at poetry, I'm not good at writing essays, I'm not good at debating, I'm not outstandingly smart and I'm not athletic.&amp;nbsp; If you can think of one thing that I'm good at, YIM me or e-mail me or comment here or something.&amp;nbsp; There is not one thing that i can think of that I'm good at.&amp;nbsp; Nothing.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;On a lighter note, I'm moving.&amp;nbsp; Pretty cool.&amp;nbsp; Though I'll miss my RL friends like mad.&amp;nbsp; Oh well.&amp;nbsp; I'll have my horses.&amp;nbsp; And my cousin's horses.&amp;nbsp; Yeah.&amp;nbsp; other than that, I'll have a bigger house, a pool, a bigger lot, gerbils (they are the cutest rodents alive), and I'll be around people like me.&amp;nbsp; I'm usually&amp;nbsp;very stong opinioned to mix,&amp;nbsp;everyone come together and be humans, friends, whatever, but this is too much.&amp;nbsp; It's too LIBERAL here and I'm beginning to feel my own identity as a white, Christian,&amp;nbsp;Conservative Republican slipping away.&amp;nbsp; I'm ACTUALLY thinking more about animals than people!&amp;nbsp; It's starting to scare me.&amp;nbsp; Badly.&amp;nbsp; So, in that aspect I'm glad to move.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Also, I've got a new site, Athena's also an admin, called Limickry's School For Those Who Are Particularly Magical.&amp;nbsp; It's a school for magical people, like hogwarts, except like half the population of this world is magical and the non-magical people know about the magi and everythings cool.&amp;nbsp; I'm explaining it horribly.&amp;nbsp; Oh yeah, it's a roleplaying site.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Anyways, there's not much more going on with me.&amp;nbsp; Bye.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Seph&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>artemis_monsom @ 2006-02-06T00:37:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-06T08:41:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-06T08:41:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Grammy Nominees</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I have a weird question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been on a weird Snape/Lily kick and I was wondering if anyone knows any good fanfiction/fanart/fansites/etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know any?</content>
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    <title>artemis_monsom @ 2006-02-04T10:57:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-04T19:05:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-04T19:05:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sneakily stolen from Emilia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name a CD you own that you think no one else on your friends list does:&lt;br /&gt;Tubthumper by Chumbawumba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name a book you own that you think no one else on your friends list does:&lt;br /&gt;Paralell Computer Software: A Hardware/Software Approach by David E Culler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name a Movie/DVD/VHS that you think no one else on your friends list has:&lt;br /&gt;The Adventures of Rocky and Bullwinkle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name a place that you have visited that you think no one else on your friends list has:&lt;br /&gt;Harmony, California.  BTW, it has a population of 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name a tool/piece of technology that you think no one else on your friends list owns:&lt;br /&gt;A Wingman Joystick, model #3001</content>
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    <title>artemis_monsom @ 2006-02-02T16:58:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-03T00:59:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-03T00:59:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Honestly stolen from Rebecka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Comment with any ship/character from a fandom that you know I like, or at least have some knowledge about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I will ramble for 100 words about aforementioned ship/character. This may be incoherent gushing or exclamations of disgust, depending on what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Put this on your LJ, if you are so inclined.</content>
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    <title>artemis_monsom @ 2006-01-30T20:24:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-31T04:44:23Z</published>
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    <lj:music>The TV in my living room and my dad walking in and out.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Appearance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/] I am shorter than 5'4. (5' 3 1/2" you gotta gimme some credit.)&lt;br /&gt;[/] I think I'm ugly sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;[ ] I tan easily.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I wish my hair was a different color. &lt;br /&gt;[x] I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;[/] I am self-conscious about my appearance. (It depends.  What does my hair look like?)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wear glasses.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free. &lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been told I'm attractive by a complete stranger. &lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have more than 2 piercings.&lt;br /&gt;[/] I have freckles. (A few, mostly on my hands, arms and legs, only like 1 on my face.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family/Home Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/] I've sworn at my parents. (On accident.  I was referring to porno cards that people litter the streets of vegas with and I accidentally as shitty crap)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've run away from home. &lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been kicked out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My biological parents are together.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a sibling less than one year old.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I want to have kids someday.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've had children.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've lost a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College/Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm in college.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a job. &lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've fallen asleep at work/school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I almost always do my homework. &lt;br /&gt;[x] I've missed a week or more of school. (Due to sickness)&lt;br /&gt;[/] I failed more than 1 class last year. (I think I failed a class last year.  Or maybe I just got a D...  dunno, but last year was a nightmare.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've stolen something from my job&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been fired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embarrassment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've slipped out a "lol" in a spoken conversation.&lt;br /&gt;[/] Disney movies still make me cry. (Some do, some don't.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've peed from laughing.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've snorted while laughing. (I do this all the time.  If I laugh too hard, I start snorting like mad.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've laughed so hard I've cried. (I did this yesterday.)&lt;br /&gt;[/] I've glued my hand to something.  (It was only a thin layer of glue and I stuck my hand onto a desk and left it there for like 10 minutes and then it hardened.  but I successfully got loose.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've laughed till some kind of beverage came out of my nose.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've had my pants rip/drop/pulled down in public &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/] I was born with a disease/impairment. (The doctors said I would.  But all I was born with was this weird thing where my feet turned in a bit, which lead to my flat feet.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've gotten stitches.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've broken a bone.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've had my tonsils removed.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've sat in a doctors office with a friend.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've had my wisdom teeth removed.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I had a surgery.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've had chicken pox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traveling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've driven over 200 miles in one day. &lt;br /&gt;[x] I've been on a plane. (Many, many, many times.  I've been on planes since I was 18 months old.  I haven't gone one year in my life without flying on a plane, except for my first year, obviously...)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been to Canada. &lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been to Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been to Niagara Falls.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been to Japan.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've Celebrated Mardi Gras in New Orleans&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've been to/ lived in Europe. (England!)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been to Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experiences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/] I've gotten lost in my city.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've seen a shooting star.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've wished on a shooting star.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've seen a meteor shower.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've gone out in public in my pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've pushed all the buttons on an elevator&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've kicked a guy where it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've been to a casino.  (Many, many, many!)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been skydiving.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've gone skinny dipping.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've drank a whole gallon of milk in one day.&lt;br /&gt;[/] I've been in a crashed car. (I've been in the car, not the car crash)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been Skiing&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've been in a play.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've met someone in person from the internet.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've caught a snowflake on my tongue.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've seen the Northern Lights.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've sat on a roof top at night.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've played chicken.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've played a prank on someone.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've ridden in a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've eaten Sushi.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been snowboarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm dating&lt;br /&gt;[x] I'm single&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm engaged.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm married.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've gone on a blind date.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been the dumpee more than the dumper.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I miss someone right now.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a fear of abandonment. &lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been cheated on in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've gotten divorced&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've had feelings for someone who didn't have them back..&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've told someone I didn't love them when I did.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]I've kept something from a past relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexuality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've had a crush on a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;[?] I am a cuddler. &lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've hugged a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have kissed a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honesty/Crime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've done something I promised someone else I wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've done something I promised myself I wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;[?] I have lied to my parents about where I am. (I don't remember)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am keeping a secret from the world.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've cheated while playing a game. &lt;br /&gt;[x] I've cheated on a test.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've run a red light.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been suspended from school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've witnessed a crime. &lt;br /&gt;[x] I've been in a fist fight. (With my cousin)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been arrested.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've shoplifted. (Accidentally)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drugs/Alcohol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I regularly drink.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've passed out from drinking.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have passed out drunk at least once in the past 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've taken painkillers when I didn't need them.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've eaten shrooms.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've popped E.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've inhaled Nitrous.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've done hard drugs.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have cough drops when I'm not sick. (They're just so damn tasty!)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can't swallow pills.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can swallow about 5 pills at a time no problem &lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have been diagnosed with depression.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I shut others out when I'm depressed.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I take anti-depressants.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm anorexic or bulimic.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've slept an entire day when I didn't need it.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've hurt myself on purpose. &lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm addicted to self harm.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've woken up crying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death and Suicide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I'm afraid of dying. &lt;br /&gt;[ ] I hate funerals.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've seen someone dying.&lt;br /&gt;[?] someone close to you has attempted suicide.  (Have any of y'all tried to commit suicide?)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Someone close to me has committed suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Materialism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ]I own over 5 rap CDs.&lt;br /&gt;[x] own an iPod or MP3 player.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have an unhealthy obsession with anime/manga.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own multiple designer bags/shoes, costing over $100 a piece.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own something from Hot Topic. &lt;br /&gt;[ ]I own something from Pac Sun.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I collect comic books.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] own something from Gap.&lt;br /&gt;[/] I own something I got on e-bay. (My dad does.  I may have...  Though I want the curse jar of the Harvest god Saturn! =P)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own something from Abercrombie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've stolen a tray from a fast food restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I open up to others easily.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I watch the news. &lt;br /&gt;[ ] I don't kill bugs.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I hate hearing songs that sacrifice meaning for the sake of being able to rhyme. &lt;br /&gt;[x] I sing in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am a morning person. (No. Definately not.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I paid for my cell phone ring tone.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I'm a snob about grammar. &lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am a sports fanatic.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I twirl my hair &lt;br /&gt;[/] I have "x"s in my screen name (I have o0 0o in my screen name)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am incapable of being neat&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love Spam &lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've copied more than 30 CD's in a day&lt;br /&gt;[ ]I bake well.&lt;br /&gt;[x] My favorite color is either white, yellow, pink, or blue.&lt;br /&gt;[x]I would wear pajamas to school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like Martha Stewart&lt;br /&gt;[x] I know how to shoot a gun. &lt;br /&gt;[?] I am in love with love. &lt;br /&gt;[ ] am guilty of tYpInG lIkE tHiS.. &lt;br /&gt;[/] I laugh at my own jokes. (I smirk.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I eat fast food weekly. &lt;br /&gt;[ ] I believe in ghosts. &lt;br /&gt;[x] I am online 24/7, even as an away message.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've not turned anything in and still got an A in a certain class.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can't sleep if there is a spider in the room. &lt;br /&gt;[x]I am really ticklish.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love white chocolate&lt;br /&gt;[x]I bite my nails.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]I play video games. (The only video games I play are Bard's Tale, Harvest Moon and Sims.  The wimpy ones.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I'm good at remembering faces.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I'm good at remembering names&lt;br /&gt;[x] I'm good at remembering dates.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] My answers are totally honest</content>
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    <title>artemis_monsom @ 2006-01-26T18:18:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-27T02:36:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-27T02:36:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Stolen from Emily...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4.&lt;br /&gt;to you, listen to her voice; for in Isaac          day." 27So Abraham took sheep and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. Where are your fingers?&lt;br /&gt;Hitting the lampshade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.What is the last thing you watched on TV?&lt;br /&gt;Gilmore Girls.  Discussed it with my friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Without looking, guess what time it is?&lt;br /&gt;5:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Now look at the clock. What is the actual time.&lt;br /&gt;6:21 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Besides the computer, what else can you hear?&lt;br /&gt;A faint voice coming from the TV. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When did you last step outside? What were you doing?&lt;br /&gt;A long time ago.  I walked my dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at?&lt;br /&gt;The roleplaying boards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;black jeans, ripped up at the bottom, as all my jeans are, a red Coca-Cola sweatshirt, and a blue Cowboys shirt underneath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Did you dream last night?&lt;br /&gt;My 'room mate' yelling at my other 'room mate' about something and then I drove the first room mate's car into some white trash person's garage when I was trying to get to the circus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When did you last laugh?&lt;br /&gt;A second ago when I was reading a debate transcript where two people were going for eachother's throats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is on the walls of the room you are in?&lt;br /&gt;A spider, a calendar, several elementary school art projects, an SMU liscense plate type thing, a dart board, a statue of 'San Alberto', a squishy Roosevelt &amp;) jersy pillow thing, SMU, Cowboys, and Stars flags, a dolphin picture, a beer comercial mirror, a picture of a meadow, a mirror with writing on it, a painting of a lightning storm, a book shelf, a TV and a cork board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Seen anything weird lately?&lt;br /&gt;Sorta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you think of this quiz?&lt;br /&gt;It sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is the last film you saw?&lt;br /&gt;Last Holiday, though I want to see Finding Comedy in the Muslim World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?&lt;br /&gt;lots of dogs, a cool house, gerbils, turtles, snakes, frogs, parrots, dogs, cats, a cool car, my grandparents a cool house, I'd bribe my uncle to stop smoking... among other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;I would give everyone back their morals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you like to dance?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on the dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. George W. Bush&lt;br /&gt;That guy?  he's the president.  Not for long though.  In a hundred years, kids'll be quizzed on the presidents "Ronald Reagan, George Bush, Bill Clinton.... and what was that guy's name?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?&lt;br /&gt;Esther Donna Merrie Doralese +last name+ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?&lt;br /&gt;Joseph David John Milton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Would you ever consider living abroad?&lt;br /&gt;Sure! I'd love to live in Europe for a short while, maybe live in Japan or China for a short period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What do you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?&lt;br /&gt;"Welcome home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Tag 5 people to do this meme:  Everyone! +tags everyone+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luff, &lt;br /&gt;Seph</content>
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    <title>artemis_monsom @ 2006-01-04T15:49:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-05T00:06:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-05T00:06:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Chariot -- Gavin DeGraw</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hey all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on, guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, that's not it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been off the computer for like 2 weeks.  Scary, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, Never fly America West.  In order to get to New Mexico, we have to take a connecting flight rom Pheonix.  So We fly to phoenix.  All is cool.  But I'm hungry.  Well, guess what, all the restaurants close at 9.  We had like 20 minutes between flights and we had to go OUTSIDE security to find a bag of chips for my dinner.  So we go back to the gate and there's a huge crowd behind the counter so my dad asks what was going on and appearently our flight had been cancelled and we couldn't get on another one until 3 days later.  So we said 'to hell with that!' (not in those exact words) and spent the night in a hotel on America West's money and had to drive, 5 HOURS, to Albuquerque.  Well thjat was all fine and grand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Texas.  It was okay.  Blah.  My cousin broke up with her little boyfriend because his mother was talking shit about my uncle, her dad, saying he was on drugs or something.  But this time she seemed almost human.  Oh well.  It won't last for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent New Years with my parents in a hotel room.  At midnight, I called Athena, who was in a different year than me, which sounds really odd, no?  then I went to sleep for 3 and a half hours and woke up to get on a plane that was supposed to leave at 6 AM, but they had forgotten to check the bloody engines. --;  So they had to replace it because the pilot tried to start it and it was being retarded and wouldn't start.  So we didn't get off of the ground until an HOUR after we were supposed to.  So, naturally, we miss our flight.  --; The only good thing was that we got to fly first class.  Which was sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling it's going to be a very bad year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;A very unhappy Seph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pluss, the Cowboys didn't make it to the playoffs.  Damn you, Philadelphia Eagles.</content>
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    <title>artemis_monsom @ 2005-12-06T20:05:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-07T03:52:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-07T03:52:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My personaly meme.  You should all take it. Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;form action="http://quizzes.blogquiz.net/Your-future-as-a-McDonalds-Employee-blog-quiz_aWQ9NDc1OQ.html" method="post" name="quiz4759"&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="3"&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#003366"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #FFFFFF; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizzes.blogquiz.net/Your-future-as-a-McDonalds-Employee-blog-quiz_aWQ9NDc1OQ.html" style="color: #FFFFFF; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Your future as a McDonalds Employee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#6699CC"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;What's your name?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;select name="input:0"&gt;&lt;option value="0"&gt;Uhm, like, Whitney...&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="1"&gt;None of your business.  Rawr. Hissspit.&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="2" selected="selected"&gt;Jebidamolahkcheedah.&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="3"&gt;Uh, why is this multiple choice, as opposed to you know, a write-in?&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#6699CC"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Why do you feel you deserve a job at Micky D's?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;select name="input:1"&gt;&lt;option value="0"&gt;Because I need some cash before I take my spot as world leader.&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="1"&gt;I would make a great employee and I will always work hard!  Ahem, and if you have any doubts, Mr Grant may be able to shift your viewpoint a bit. +eyebrow wiggle+&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="2" selected="selected"&gt;I don't. I am scum.&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="3"&gt;Shouldn't I be working in a cubicle somewhere?&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#6699CC"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;You think we should serve more...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;select name="input:2"&gt;&lt;option value="0" selected="selected"&gt;HAGGAS!&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="1"&gt;Vegetarian food.  Those vegetables don't need to live.  After all, they're just masses of cells.&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="2"&gt;Um, beef?&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="3"&gt;Who really cares?  I don't eat anyways.  Eating is for squares.&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#6699CC"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Do you have any talents?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;select name="input:3"&gt;&lt;option value="0"&gt;No.&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="1"&gt;Yes.&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="2" selected="selected"&gt;maybe.&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="3"&gt;My mommy says I'm very talented and that I should be a world famous artist/ballerina/soccerplayer/astronaut&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#6699CC"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Are you an idiot?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;select name="input:4"&gt;&lt;option value="0"&gt;Totally man.&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="1" selected="selected"&gt;Just because I'm a little slower than you, doesn't mean I'm stupid!  I HATE YOU!  DIE BITCH!&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="2"&gt;Uhm, no...&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="3"&gt;Bu.&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#6699CC" height="5"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#336699"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;How much money will you make?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #FFFFFF; font-weight:bold;" align="left" valign="middle"&gt;$7,799,241&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#336699"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;How many customers will hate you?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #FFFFFF; font-weight:bold;" align="left" valign="middle"&gt;94,919,085&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#336699"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;You will survive the first day.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #FFFFFF; font-weight:bold;" align="left" valign="middle"&gt;True&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#336699"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;What will your first warning be?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #FFFFFF; font-weight:bold;" align="left" valign="middle"&gt;For chewing gum.  You're a loser.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#336699"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;How will you be fired?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #FFFFFF; font-weight:bold;" align="left" valign="middle"&gt;You accidentally created a wormhole in the oven.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#003366" height="5"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#003366"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" name="submit" value="Fill in your answers and click here!" style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#003366"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #FFFFFF;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogquiz.net/" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Fun Quizzes&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.blogquiz.net/users/Terine" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Sephyman&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;BlogQuiz.Net&lt;/strong&gt;                                                                                            &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailyhoroscopes.biz/capricorn/today/"&gt;Capricorn Horoscope&lt;/a&gt; at DailyHoroscopes.Biz&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>artemis_monsom @ 2005-12-02T17:43:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-03T01:30:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-03T01:30:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">YAY! +cough+;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Something random I like about you&lt;br /&gt;2.A song that reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;3.Something we should do together&lt;br /&gt;4.Something that only makes sense to us&lt;br /&gt;5.My first clearest memory of you&lt;br /&gt;6.A quote which suits you&lt;br /&gt;7.A question you HAVE to answer&lt;br /&gt;8.Post this in your lj, cause that's the rules!</content>
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    <title>artemis_monsom @ 2005-11-25T23:43:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-26T07:45:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-26T07:45:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;You know what I hate?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I hate it when people keep opinions bottled up.&amp;nbsp; If you think I'm annoying, controlling, ugly, or stupid, tell me so!&amp;nbsp; just say it nicely and I won't bite.&amp;nbsp; But seriously, I wish everyone was more honest.&amp;nbsp; instead of not saying something because you're afraid of rocking the boat.&amp;nbsp; Damnit, if you have an opinion, say so!&amp;nbsp; If you don't, well, then you're a very bland person.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Honestly, people are so sickeningly polite all the time.&amp;nbsp; I dislike my teacher strongly, but i have to be nice to her, even when she calls me stupid (indirectly, but still) becaus ethat's the way it has to be.&amp;nbsp; Now, I'm all for respecting your teachers, but when they call you stupid, I think you should be able to disagree, respectfully.&amp;nbsp; It's annoying the way people act,&amp;nbsp;as if people are going to hate you if you express your opinion.&amp;nbsp; In fact, just yesterday, I wished that I could tell you all what I think of you.&amp;nbsp; but I couldn't because that would be rude.&amp;nbsp; well,&amp;nbsp;I wasn't&amp;nbsp;sure why I can be rude to Athena, Rachel, and my parents but not y'all, which brings me to another point that I feel is necessary to make.&amp;nbsp; I have never gotten in a fight with any of y'all.&amp;nbsp; not even Emily, who I talk to practically every day.&amp;nbsp; what I've observed is when you argue with someone, your true feelings come out, though they may be jaded by anger, if you scrape that away, you can get an actual opinion.&amp;nbsp; Like if you take the classic, 'you're a controlling bitch!' you can find that the person thinks you are too dependant and such.&amp;nbsp; But that is offtopic.&amp;nbsp; Then again, this whole post is offtopic ranting.&amp;nbsp; So, just ignore it if you really don't care.&amp;nbsp; But if you do, I hope you takethe time to tell me what you truely think of me or what your real opinion is.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Thanks.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Your friend&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sephy, who is fed up with the human race right now.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>artemis_monsom @ 2005-10-23T14:22:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-23T21:17:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-23T21:17:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Stolen from lotsa people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'll respond with something random about you.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle with you in.&lt;br /&gt;4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.&lt;br /&gt;6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.&lt;br /&gt;7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.&lt;br /&gt;8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal. You MUST. It is written.</content>
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