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  <title>please just leave...</title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 09 May 2005 03:06:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i got married.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Mar 2005 16:36:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>no we don&apos;t need anyone</title>
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  <description>well, there&apos;s a bittersweet bummer in mose-ville to report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the format&apos;s recording session that just ended will yield a 6 song ep.  ONLY AN EP?  do you know how sick of those 6 songs my roommates will get?  fortunately, it will be ready for purchase in time for the jimmy show in april.  UNFORTUNATELY, the new lp is pushed back to a winter release.  but, then again, that means i get to look forward to a summer headlining tour.  the format is like a long distance girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of girlfriends, i like mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of liking stuff,  i don&apos;t like not being able to get a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of jobs, who&apos;s rooting for speedway, target, budget cinemas, delia&apos;s, and/or barnes and noble to call a brother back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of calling a brother back......phone bills suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of bills, billy is moving into my house to replace the steve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of houses, we&apos;re keeping this buddy house for another year, so long as i get my financial ass in gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of gears, my transmission is going to drop any minute now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of minutes, not a one of them goes by without me thinking about my sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of thinking,  i don&apos;t think i can link my stream of consciousness together anymore, so i think i&apos;ll wrap this up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of you out there on the fringes of mose-ville, keep on truckin.  remember to tell your parents that you love them, and stop to admire the changing of the seasons.  i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is mose.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Mar 2005 21:37:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>christina the pee-er</title>
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  <description>attention!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christina four fohr fore for (my roommate) pissed her pants last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i repeat.  christina pees herself.  recently.  she&apos;s a bed wetter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;mose</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Mar 2005 08:28:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>as you wish</title>
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  <description>okay, so this past year, i have relied on mostly song lyrics and whatnot to post in a livejournal, or show my friends, just so they could understand what i was going through.  i never thought i could really say things the right away, or make people understand me, so i used the words of others.  like, when my dad died, or some random girl &quot;dissed&quot; me or i got rejected, or my mom ragged on me, or my friends ditched me, i could always rely on the format to understand me, and to put my feelings and emotions to music and lyrics far more impressive than anything i could say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i&apos;m a little confused, because the format doesn&apos;t really have any songs that fit what i&apos;m feeling right now, so i&apos;m asking everyone who reads this for help in finding me a song i can post to make everyone understand what i&apos;m going through.  okay, so what song is about finding that one person who justifies the previous twenty years of your life, and how much you appreciate that, and how you&apos;ve told everyone all kinds of shit about love previous, and now you just can shut up because this is different...and who needs to say anything because you just KNOW!  and it also needs to say something about you figuring out that your pa really loved your ma by the way he told her everything would be okay, and that he&apos;d take care of everything, and that you yourself wanted to do that someday....and then you find that person who you want to take care of like that...and it&apos;s just oh man!  and then it has to say something about you failing at life even though you tried being all profound and stuff, and then realizing that you aren&apos;t really a victim of circumstance, and that you have to go out and change stuff, and then being really depressed about that decision even though its the right one, but then a week later finding the one thing that proved it all true.  and also, it&apos;s gotta say something about all of your friends knowing ahead of time that it was GONNA BE AWESOME!  and really  it should say something profound about this being the first time you believe those crazy three words, and don&apos;t even mind the word &quot;too&quot; coming after it, and actually believing that it isn&apos;t said just because its tradition, or polite, but for the first time in the history of the world, it&apos;s true!!!  and koalas and zombies and....goldfish.  and it should also say something about it not being too bad feeling married at all, seeing as no one&apos;s pushing for a ring, a ball in chain, a shared house, kids, and a bunch of bullshit, but it being all about the partnership.  yea!  it should say something about my sweetheart being my partner and how good she is at it.  and yea....all of that, plus it should rhyme, and be pretty clever.  and it should be the first track on a concept album of infinite length.  for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever....i&apos;m going to bed.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Feb 2005 03:03:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>drunk drunk drunk in the gardens and the graves</title>
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  <description>so i was looking at old pictures, and new pictures.  i&apos;m drunk.&lt;br /&gt;so like, my arms were all around carissa, and i didn&apos;t even know her that much at all really.  i really wish i could put pictures in with this stuff, but html is ghey (aka i don&apos;t understand it)  so yea, there was this christmas party.  a buddy christmas party at that.  carissa came, and i didn&apos;t know her, but i knew that i liked her.  i don&apos;t even know about this stuff man.  like, i don&apos;t know about all that love at first sight bullshit.  i DO know that when i saw her, the first words out of my mouth were &quot;oh man.&quot;  and i love her now.  maybe, someone somewhere knew where it was going.  it all matters not to me.  anyways,  we didn&apos;t know all the background shit about each other.  like, i didn&apos;t really understand how her parents affected her, how her previous relationship affected her, and whatever.  she didn&apos;t know about my issues, of which there are many.  pretty much, we just made hand signs to songs, and that&apos;s all that we needed to know.  well, really, there was more that needed to be known, but it was all told by hand signs.  i guess.  anyways, she was there, at that christmas, and i was soooo nervous.  but i played it cool.  it was picture time, and i totally hugged up with her.  that is SO unlike me man, that was so weird.  i look at those pictures now, from before we started seeing each other, and its like.....so clear.  we looked like the coolest couple ever, and it had never even been brought up. (by us, anyways, but everyone else was saying all kinds of cool stuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI MOSELY I LOVE YOU SONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks alaina.  anyways, that christmas party night, i was drunk, bummed about other girls, bummed about other things, but i was totally hugging this girl.  not just hugging....i took this girl in my arms.  you know the difference.  holy shit man, she hasn&apos;t left yet.  i think maybe i should elaborate when i&apos;m sober.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 18 Jan 2005 22:17:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>song about an angel</title>
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  <description>for more reasons than 22?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nate, that sounds so selfish dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;re falling because of the things she does for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think you&apos;re attracted to her for the things she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe that&apos;s the difference between falling into and actually loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nate, i thought i knew you dude.  get your life together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;mose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.  thanks for the empanadas and coke.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 07 Jan 2005 15:58:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>oh man.  times thirty.</title>
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  <description>who&apos;s seen 50 first dates?  all of you?  sweet....&lt;br /&gt;do you know what&apos;s amazing?  falling in love all over again every day.&lt;br /&gt;we as humans are quite fickle.  we&apos;re worried about what we like instead of what we are like.  common interests are important, but where is a sXe vegan and a dirty hunter/gatherer hippy, who both happen to enjoy water polo, going to go eat?  and really.....do they sit in the smoking or non smoking section?  our brains are small.....our interests are limited.  we&apos;ll eventually run out of things to learn about what each other likes.  i&apos;m falling for all of her reactions.  there&apos;s going to be new reactions every day.  i&apos;m gonna keep falling every day.  oh man, do you even realize what this means?  me neither, but it&apos;s pretty exciting nontheless.  i haven&apos;t stopped smiling in weeks.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 05 Jan 2005 10:32:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>it&apos;s time to build a snowman.  a real one, not one of those inflatables.</title>
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  <description>okay, so i had this thought.  maybe i shouldn&apos;t get drunk anymore?  like, sure i should probably still do a shot with my roommate when he wants me too, and it probably wouldn&apos;t hurt to have a beer after work.  it&apos;s time to seriously cut back.  totally seriously definitely for sure.  i think i may have said and or done some really stupid drunken things last night, but i feel as though me making a big deal out of it can never help, so i&apos;ll just say i&apos;m sorry.  and i&apos;m prety sure everyone will get that personally. yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i looked outside and it had snowed like whoa last night.  i&apos;m TOTALLY down for some snowbound activities.  i hope my donut is down for donuts in the south shore parking lot. et cetera and all of that.  i taught myself the bassline to the jackson 5 song &quot;i want you back&quot; yesterday.  it&apos;s still a little rough.  man, nobody else digs cover songs, but it is what it is.  i was dancing around the house playing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;randomness- i was so bored yesterday.  it was my day off.  i wanted to smoke and drink so badly.  basically that means to me:  boredome=marbs and thompson.  see, i totally don&apos;t see myself as a boring guy.  why did i used to smoke so much?  why do i continue to drink so much?  weird....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;justin and alaina tried making me sing high parts yesterday.  can&apos;t do it.  this solo project won&apos;t really go too well with all of this low end business.  i need my high parts.  i need my glue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i have 2 hours before i have to go to work.  2 hours to clean my room, my house, and maybe even myself.  eww.  i feel like a jerkface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;mose</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 04 Jan 2005 21:09:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>heath ledger</title>
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  <description>i&apos;m falling in love with you, balloons or no balloons.  so it&apos;s time i forget the past and just learn to love what i have, cause i love waking up to your laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzz*snoooooooooore*zzzz i LOVE you.......r hair. zzz*snooooooooooore*zzzzz you&apos;re the most beautiful girl in the wooooorldzzzz zzzzzz*snooooooooore*zzzz you&apos;re just too good to be true zzzzz...can&apos;t take my eyes off of you.  zzzzzzHOLD you soooo much zzzzz*snooooooooooore* dah dah dah baby!zzz  zzzzz *snoooooooooore*zzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m officially banned from sleeping.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 03 Jan 2005 05:59:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>spooooooooooon!</title>
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  <description>i&apos;m talking to carissa.  on the intro-net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven&apos;t stopped smiling in over an hour and 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea i know....i&apos;m ghey.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 31 Dec 2004 14:31:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>R.I.P. pinky the goldfish</title>
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  <description>oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is the most beautiful girl in the world.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Dec 2004 12:45:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>don&apos;t you want to know how we keep starting fires?</title>
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  <description>my roommates hate me because i&apos;m slowing down on drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it IS a good idea, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carissa is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignore those last three drunken thingies, i can&apos;t BELIEVE i have to start logging out now...</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Dec 2004 10:56:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>my name is trent and i&apos;m amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i look good in girl pants..very good.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Dec 2004 05:55:34 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>COCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STIZZLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILOVECOCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILOCWEOCKMORETHNYOU&lt;br /&gt;PLEASETOUCH MY WIENER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COCKKKKKKPKKL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NARCICISA&lt;br /&gt;DMNGFMG</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Dec 2004 05:54:45 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>myn maes is trenet i l ieke boys.&lt;br /&gt;please &lt;br /&gt;hgfch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM GHEY&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BALLOOONS OR AIRBPLAINES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM GH;EY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G HE A Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GHEY</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 26 Dec 2004 12:35:01 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>holy cow, i was so excited that i couldn&apos;t sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just......whatever.  you know what i mean.  oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep is for suckers.  bud and i are OFFICIALLY not ghey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my girlfriend is better than bud&apos;s.  yea, what now roomie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;december totally owns you, january through november.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who&apos;s coming shopping with me?  there&apos;s a 50 dollar pick n save card with my name on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;justin&apos;s going to eat all my food, but that&apos;s okay cause he&apos;s my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should buy munny some like....designer catfood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am definitely going to buy q-tips.  ewwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balloons or no balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what&apos;s a synonym for work that starts with &quot;s&quot;, because i&apos;m pretty sure that it&apos;s for suckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mose.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 24 Dec 2004 13:44:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>happy christmas to all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the start of a celebration for my savior&apos;s birth.....i bet you didn&apos;t know that about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a few stops to make today, a few hugs to give out, and a few very select kisses for those special people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the first one without you pop.  i&apos;ll be down here singing feliz navidad loud enough for the heavens to hear.  i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being at work right now isn&apos;t so bad.  i DEFINITELY have to be able to afford all of those three kings day presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i hope everyone i know is safe in their travels to their families.  and for those i don&apos;t know.....please don&apos;t drive home like a drunk ass and kill my buddies.  thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we&apos;ll get to the year in review next week, but let&apos;s just say the last month has been a career month, and it totally upped 04&apos;s average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry christmas from bay view to everyone out in the falls,  in boring sussex,  in trash stallis,  down in illinois, and anyone else who lives in places that i can&apos;t remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Mose</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 23 Dec 2004 09:19:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>12.23.95</title>
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  <description>let&apos;s take the time to reflect on the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay....let&apos;s not.  you all knew the story before i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m a very happy young man, and that was BEFORE anything else happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suck because it&apos;s the 23rd and i forgot to play this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well....merry christmas baby.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 21 Dec 2004 18:18:56 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>mer mer mer mer MER</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 16 Dec 2004 16:37:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>P.S.</title>
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  <description>Okay, so I&apos;m at work.  I was making a girl her drink, and she asks me &quot;is that a Format keychain?&quot;  We then went on to have a 10 minute discussion about the greatest band in the world.  She is from Phoenix, is up here visiting her girlfriends, and is also....cute.  She said she was stopping back in.  Do you see what I mean now?  A keychain has put a smile on my face for the whole human race.  God bless you all!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 16 Dec 2004 16:00:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>cursed by all ambitious thought</title>
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  <description>i woke up this morning with a BIG smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no one next to me to give me this smile.  No laugh to wake up to, but there was definitely a feeling, a vibe, that was running through me, my room, my house, my world.  You can call me a big puss-bomber all you want, but I watched Serendipity and City of Angels last night.  I really dig the vibes from those movies.  No matter what you believe in, there really are forces working to bring two people together.  There are forces that lead you to laugh on your worst day, exactly when you need it.  There are forces that lead you to find a brand new 20 dollar bill on your doorstep.  There is something out there that will bring a 5 dollar bill with someone&apos;s name on it back to you, five years after the fact.  I&apos;ve been going through two and a half years of constant rejection.  Whether you apply that to friends, family, the working world, romance....I&apos;ve covered it all.  I&apos;ve seen nothing but trouble in my life.  I&apos;ve seen with my own two eyes that people die, that friendships die, that love...doesn&apos;t work.  I&apos;ve seen too many girls with an &quot;A&quot; at the end of their name run away from a guy who I think is pretty decent, and is only trying to get better.  I know everyone out there has been through a career day or two.....but two and a half years?  It leads me to question when it&apos;s all going to bring me a happy ending.  Lately, I did not believe in happy endings.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things are true whether you believe them or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what has happened to me, I know that there IS good out there, working to do some amazing thing.  It&apos;s definitely working to let me know that I have to get off of my ass and find it for myself.  There are great things going on for me, and even better things that happened before.  And there is so much more left to be seen...  No matter what happens, I can&apos;t ignore the elderly couple playing uno in between bites at the end of my table at the food court.  I can&apos;t ignore strawberry milk.  I can&apos;t forget girls in my camel blazer.  I can&apos;t remain blind to waving pinkies.  I&apos;ve got nothing right now but hope.  Nothing tangible to hold and call my own, but I have faith.  I&apos;ll get there, but I have to go out and grab it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to change the world.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Dec 2004 17:04:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>pow wow part 2</title>
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  <description>continuing from the last one....i drink a lot of whiskey.  justin and i finished a half gallon of old thompson last wednesday at 3pm.  we also play a lot of super tennis.  last night&apos;s battle ended up tied at one match a piece....but the war goes on.  my home intro-net sucks.  i have a lot of dog problems.  should i list the dog problems?  i heard somebody say yes....so here goes.  &quot;for some time....i thought you were amazing.&quot;  &quot;trent is great,  but i don&apos;t want great right now.&quot;  and then there&apos;s some other thing about jewishness that i can&apos;t remember.  i also can&apos;t remember all of my pinky promises....and that makes me a bad person.  my mom misses me.  i miss my dad.  i have three tattoos:  two &quot;f&quot; holes on my chest, and an end of the trail sleeve started on my left bicep.  it doubles in size every month.  my next tattoo will definitely be a green lantern ring on my right middle finger.  i&apos;d also like some text done somewhere....either &quot;i&apos;m cursed by all ambitious thoughts&quot;  or &quot;abre los ojos&quot;  which means open your eyes.  leave me some feedback on what i should do about those.  i&apos;d also like to get the silhouette of lloyd dobbler holding up a boombox.  i&apos;m that guy.  when i&apos;m drunk, i take my shirt off, and two out of every three girls try to get me to take my pants off.  i think myspace is pretty lame, but i&apos;m on there anyways.  i like eating seeds.  the last time i cried was at a format show.  nate is my friend.  the other nate gives me dog problems.  alaina and justin are my new mom and dad.  kristin and dustin are my new aunt and uncle.  carlos and jodie and danielle and evan?  they are just....half mexican.  my god son just turned 1.  i smoke myself to sleep.  this is mosley.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Dec 2004 00:37:13 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>well kids, let&apos;s gather round and have a pow wow.  we&apos;re gonna play &quot;catch up with mosley.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m 20 years old.  i&apos;m 5 foot 11. taller while wearing boots.  i live with two friends, named steve and justin.  i work at sven&apos;s european cafe, where i&apos;m the assistant manager.  i haven&apos;t showered for a couple of days....but that&apos;s normal.  i don&apos;t have a girlfriend, and i haven&apos;t had one since august 2002.  i play cowbell in a band called a transit diary.  cowbell you say?  a joke?  yes, you are absolutely right.  i&apos;ve been called a hippy, and that kind of suits me.  i&apos;d like to live in a solar powered, government financed house in tempe arizona within 5 years.  i really like mustaches, and i am thinking about giving up my gee eff quest and growing my stache back.  i wear boots a lot lately.  cowboy boots.  rad.  my hair is growing out.  i&apos;ll admit it, i&apos;m gaining weight again.  to be continued.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 09 Nov 2004 22:14:39 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&quot;dont you dare, speak for someone you dont know&lt;br /&gt;theyll feel it in the back of their throat&lt;br /&gt;we know i cant construct a poem&lt;br /&gt;cause words like girls get bored and run&lt;br /&gt;c&apos;est la vie, i say &quot;ive got so many better things&quot;&lt;br /&gt;ive got nothing, you should see me &lt;br /&gt;i smoke myself to sleep..&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life, in the words of nate ruess.  i try to play it cool, act like nothing&apos;s wrong, and that my philosophy is helping me lead a happy life that affects everyone around me.  god dammit, how does nate write my life in words better than my own?</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 05 Oct 2004 20:45:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&quot;costello&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takin up my time again, the one that i cant stand, &lt;br /&gt;coffee and the conversation never ends when all i really need to find, &lt;br /&gt;is one short clever line to pinpoint my disgust its always just too much, &lt;br /&gt;or not enough and im overwhelmed... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ill keep it simple for obvious reasons and ill say what i should and just hope you believe me but it never gets easier, never gets easier... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no no... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singin to myself again cant hear a word youve said the syllables the sounds just arent sentences and all i really wanna do is tear straight into you explode unload a hail of insults til you finally get it, im sick to death... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ill keep it simple for obvious reasons and ill say what i should and just hope you believe me but it never gets easier, no it never gets easier... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no no... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a strong distaste for confrontation leaves no room for self-expression, such a strain to remain so docile Oh dont you know it all takes its toll... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill keep it simple for obvious reasons and ill say what i should and just hope you believe me but it never gets easier, no it never gets easier, oh it never gets easier, well it never gets easier, no it never gets easier, oh it never gets easier...</description>
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