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  <title>Walk out of her heart</title>
  <subtitle>Walk out of her mind</subtitle>
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    <name>Kali the Goddess of Distruction</name>
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  <updated>2006-11-19T07:12:59Z</updated>
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    <title>WHAT I'M I DOING!?</title>
    <published>2006-11-18T07:07:53Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-19T07:12:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm going to get up early tomorrow and drive on down to Wal-mart(something I never ever do anymore) and purchase something I know very little a/b, bullets. That's right little Katie-le is buying some ammunition to put in her religious books(I couldn't find the right scale and languages of the Bible, Tankah/Torah, Al-Qur'an and Vedas). I still can't believe I'm reduced to going to wal-mart to buy this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all wanted to do was defile some religious text and puts weapons in them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on&lt;br /&gt;It turns out the wal-marts in Cali are far more responsible and took out all guns and amo from their stores. I bought 4 tiny boxes of full metal jackets at a target range... I was so tempted to say that was a good movie to the guy selling me the bullets, but he might of gotten all NRA on my ass.</content>
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    <title>election night</title>
    <published>2006-11-08T15:40:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-08T15:44:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">last night we made two toast for getting Santorum out. (Well the second bottle was supposed to be for the Dems winning the House, but by the time that was fully official we were less excited(most of us were past our bedtimes))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two things made me said last night,&lt;br /&gt; 1st not many of my friends and acquaintances voted(many are not registered)&lt;br /&gt;2nd everyone at my sisters knew sooo much about all of the candidates, I just knew PA's and a few  random others here and there... but they knew senate and house and ah! how the fuck can they keep track of all of those people and have lives of there own? clearly I have a lot of researching to do before I can be truly proud of casting my little vote</content>
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    <title>on saturday night...</title>
    <published>2006-10-23T14:15:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-26T07:01:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...one of my managers asked me out... he's in his mid 30's! I'm 19 the age difference is far too great... you know I don't even think it would of matter if he had a different personality. He's such a weeny!</content>
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    <title>RAIN?!</title>
    <published>2006-10-05T06:52:05Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-05T06:52:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">rainy day.... like actual rain... not a misting. nearly got hit by a car too. People in oakland can not drive in the rain, like at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate cold miserable rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now back to writing my paper on how Aristotle didn't know shit!</content>
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    <title>4 months since the last</title>
    <published>2006-10-03T15:36:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-03T15:36:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">yesterday I spent most of my early morning in agony.... most of the day at the hospital... and most the afternoon couch ridden at my sisters. I had another episode and yeah, the doctors haven't the foggiest of what the hell is going on. The good news they had for me is I'm very health(minus that other problem) and I'm not pregnant! If I was pregnant I wounder if the utra-sound techs would of been more gentle instead of stabbing me with the device and putting "heck" pressure on all my inners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS inner city hospitals(privately owned or not) are kinda grody. I never thought much of Grandview, but at least it was clean!</content>
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    <title>katiana587 @ 2006-09-14T22:55:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-15T05:58:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-15T05:58:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">walking home from safeway I saw the most bizarre location for a cat fight(I saw a lot of slapping!) it was in the back of a 51st bus and boy, was it entertaining, like a modern day gladiator fight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps biking sucks!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:katiana587:41900</id>
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    <title>katiana587 @ 2006-09-13T08:22:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-13T15:29:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-13T15:29:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I met my neighbors! They are an adorable french couple with a baby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm really gonna do it, I'm dropping math and only taking 12 units.... I know it will fuck me over in the long run, but I'm already behind a semester, why not make it a full year! &lt;br /&gt;Printmaking major is looking increasingly cool... I wonder if that would be useful in a museum environment?</content>
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    <title>katiana587 @ 2006-09-03T16:28:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-03T23:34:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-03T23:34:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sleater kinney</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I have someone to be weird with! Tracy the chick who goes to cca and  fellow theater worker... is pretty much off her rocker! She decided to kill me with her eyes b/c I was leaving before her and I blocked the attach with my own eyes! AND she makes random sounds... yes we shall work well together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and Hanhifer-rex-sexkitten got hired there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for school to start!! I'll hopefully be taking two political classes</content>
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    <title>Piedmont theaters (landmark cinemas owned)</title>
    <published>2006-08-26T18:02:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-26T18:06:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bella Ciao ~ Mirah</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I love my new job, I've been working there for two days but, man, they where awesome! I get movie watching perks and it's a low stress job. One of the best parts is that I'll have actually work friends... LCT I worked alone most of the time and when I did work around people it was pretty formal. And at Cotton and Co aka fancy ass kids crap that is way over priced, The boss lady ways so high strung and made everyone tense and I had nothing in common with those preppy Berkeley girls...except Lina, but we saw each other rarely. At the theater they are a bunch of crazy bastards who are movie junkies, liberals and make fun of the stupid customers(but not as rude and flat out as Randall) ... plus there is a girl who is a jr at CCA. Thor(assistant manager)is a bit of an up tight prick but Glenn(manager) is the dope shit...he wears suspenders and has a Filipino twist to the Don King hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll get a little miss sunshine shirt tonight... I really want "welcome to hell" or "but I'm not going to have any fun".&lt;br /&gt;I really got lucky this time</content>
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    <title>I'm fully recharged</title>
    <published>2006-08-08T19:11:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-08T19:13:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm back in Oak-town and full of energy and motivation. It's like Oakland was my energy supplier.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:katiana587:40591</id>
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    <title>I always knew I'd be a hermit someday!</title>
    <published>2006-06-22T22:32:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-22T22:32:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are The Hermit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattarotcardareyouquiz/hermit.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You posses a great deal of wisdom and the ability to see people for who they are.&lt;br /&gt;You are always looking ahead at the future, developing visions.&lt;br /&gt;A loner, you tend to travel by yourself through life, seeking your own truth.&lt;br /&gt;You don't crave material things or fancy titles. You have no baggage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fortune:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's possible that there is a unknown guiding figure in your life, ready to help you.&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is find this person and seek their advice.&lt;br /&gt;It's also possible that you need to start seeking the meaning of your own life.&lt;br /&gt;Either way, there's some deep thinking you need to undertake, and it needs to be done soon.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattarotcardareyouquiz/"&gt;What Tarot Card Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>in case you ever wondered...</title>
    <published>2006-06-18T19:26:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-18T23:43:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">what it would be like to have problems with your gall bladder... well, I can tell you from first hand experience it's not fun!&lt;br /&gt;I was sent to the er this morning b/c I had severe abdominal pains... My mom thought it was my gall bladder b/c when she was my age she had hers removed due to it being a stupid organ. The doctors pretty much agree that it was indeed my gall bladder and as long as I take heart burn medicine I'll be fine( Ian and I found the last bit amusing)!&lt;br /&gt;so what I learned last night into today is that Genetics is fun!!! Ooo and morphine is one scary mother fucker!</content>
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    <title>I tag no one</title>
    <published>2006-06-08T04:30:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-08T04:45:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Rules: The first player of this "game" starts with the topic "Five Weird Habits of Yourself" and people who get tagged need to write an LJ entry about five of their weird habits as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next five people to be tagged and list their LJ IDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) when making eggs of any kind the pan must end up being clean of egg residue when the eggs are done. I hate it when the pans are left on the stove top covered in egg residue... really gross to wash off later.&lt;br /&gt;2) day dream constantly ... always wanting to do something else or live another life&lt;br /&gt;3)at night I'm really paranoid especially in my house... I need to make sure nothing is going to come out and grab me from any dark spot in the room I'm in (so basically I check under any furniture that a small child can fit under and slit my ankles)&lt;br /&gt;4)Esther has to start out sleeping on my bed at night.... part of the paranoia thing, because my 5 pound cat will protect me form the things that go bump in the night&lt;br /&gt;5)I have a drying rack system when doing the dishes. I must always have the dishes drying the "right" way or it will really bother me... (like if any of the glasses are turned on their sides, or the bowls are stacked facing upward... I can't stand things like that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hum, I seem a little crazy</content>
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    <title>Lakota, Crow, Lawrence Mass. and much more</title>
    <published>2006-05-22T00:01:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-23T03:12:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Count of Monte Cristo(old school movie)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm a history geek! I started to rent TNT's Into the West and, here I am at my computer checking out the facts. As always I get side track on pointless trivia which will most likely become word vomit in an awkward situation in the future. I think I can live with that...</content>
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    <title>nail me to the floor, and push my guts all inside out</title>
    <published>2006-05-14T21:27:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-14T21:27:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I sometimes wonder if there was more torture in my life would my art improve or be smothered? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was craving the Cure after dressing up like a circa 1980's goth chick... but no access to my music b/c I still don't have my power cord.i had "the Kiss" stuck in my head all night&lt;br /&gt;makes me sad that I don't have enough new wave looking clothes here. I wanted to be a new wave chick over the summer... oh well.. &lt;br /&gt;something strange I noticed last night is how cool I looked being goth, but only in soft light( bright fluorescent lights made the white eye shadow(which was all over my face) sparkly(the only white power(that was make up) in the house)&lt;br /&gt;the Kiss&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me(X3)&lt;br /&gt;Your tongue is like poison&lt;br /&gt;So swollen it fills up my mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me(X3)&lt;br /&gt;You nail me to the floor&lt;br /&gt;And push my guts all inside out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it out get it out get it out&lt;br /&gt;Get your fucking voice&lt;br /&gt;Out of my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted this&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted any of this&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were dead(X2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted any of this&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were dead&lt;br /&gt;Dead(X3)</content>
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    <title>back in Telford</title>
    <published>2006-05-11T02:34:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-11T02:34:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Apartment 7 is the dope shit! ~ dj drew</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so I made it. I got through my 1st year of art school. I'm rather happy with just about evey choice I've made since the past August.&lt;br /&gt;left CA in a hurry... left my chargers for computer and phone behind in two separate apartments.... I really could of used my gadgets in FL. Remember how I would occasionally joke about so and so driving me to the bottle, well... it kinda happen. I'm not an alcoholic or anything(not after 3-4drinks) but I do love rum now. basically Grandma and uncle Andy can go to hell for all I care. I made the huge mistake of letting them get to me and my cure were these lovely mix drinks Nell gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, by the way the lay over in Atlanta was filled with art-gasms! It is like a fucking museum, no need to visit the city, just wander around in the airport!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I think I missed Claire...that sucks oh well, wild wood isn't too far away(road trip!)&lt;br /&gt;why is it I feel so much better  driving on I-95 as oppose to I-880? Something about the east coast...</content>
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    <title>project from hell...Ian had better like it!</title>
    <published>2006-05-04T15:10:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-04T15:11:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was in the metals studio from 2pm to 5am. I feel like throwing up or getting hit by a car. red eye tonight, moving all of my "treasures"(I'm disgusted as to how much crap I have) to my sister's this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;did i mention I feel like vomiting my insides out?...my J/MA final crit is today in 4 hours....I'm not finished and I'm being pulled in so many directions.</content>
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    <title>katiana587 @ 2006-05-01T07:01:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-01T14:01:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-01T14:03:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Interpol</lj:music>
    <content type="html">it's that time of finals week! Free Finals Dinners!!!!! I'm pretty excited to be getting free food tonight AND tomorrow! I can't decide what I like better, the free finger foods during exhibit openings on campus or the free meals that make me feel homeless.... that's a tough one</content>
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    <title>Giovanni's Room</title>
    <published>2006-04-28T05:04:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-28T05:04:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Let it die album, Fiest</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"...enduring and committing the longer and lesser and more perpetual murder"-James Baldwin</content>
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    <title>katiana587 @ 2006-04-23T19:37:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-24T02:45:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-24T02:45:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It is moments like these when I can understand why young artist often taken on the role of being emo. I could list the horrid things that have happened, but it is really nothing more than anyone else (who is a college student in the bay area) is going through. My head is spinning and all I wanna do is cry into my mommy's lap. Noe's out of town so there is no use running to her. I suppose all I can do is deal and get one thing done at a time.</content>
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    <title>#101</title>
    <published>2006-04-21T22:34:25Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-21T22:34:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so, whatcha gonna do when you find a wonderful apartment up the street form you campus. The building manager is kick ass and totally "Berkeley", the building is a sweet little  community and you have roof access.... they only catch is that rent plus heating/electricity/Internet and food it all ends up being more expensive then what your paying now. I was really excited a/b the joint, but I have to be more realistic...damn it!</content>
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    <title>amelie and blank walls</title>
    <published>2006-04-19T00:55:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-19T00:55:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Amelie soudtrack</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so I started to pack up my shit today.... the walls are so bare. I'm so anxious to move out I had a dream almost as great as that one time in 10th grade. I'm not looking forward to the red eye to FL. I'm truly over air travel now. Some day I think I'd like to drive cross country from Telford to Oakland or vise versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam, my brother is dating a girl from WCU and she is very similar to me(going on my family's reports of her) she is a picky vegetarian, is my height  and coloration and is the same age as me. She is more preppy than artsy....This girl, Kira is either my worst enemy or my BFF! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So house/apartment hunting here was almost fun.... most of the places we went to we couldn't find/were the wrong address.&lt;br /&gt;Cherry blossom fest was Tripendicular! I'm like totally for sure going back this weekend!*watched Valley Girl last night...hasn't worn off completely*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish it was May 2nd already.</content>
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    <title>that cowboy movie</title>
    <published>2006-04-08T04:49:27Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I just want to fucking die. It was a REALLY good movie, but fuck I'm depressed now.</content>
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    <title>today</title>
    <published>2006-04-06T07:10:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-06T07:10:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>bebop</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It felt good to hear "you are very talented" rather than "you have such potential"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, I'm a fine arts major...</content>
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    <title>another day of rain</title>
    <published>2006-04-03T14:28:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-03T14:28:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I went into a video store with Hanh and Chelse yesterday in Chinatown. 1/2 of the selection was porn....it was cool. &lt;br /&gt;It has been raining so much here. It broke an 100 year old record a couple of days ago. Yea rain!</content>
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