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  <title>Picking up the Pieces</title>
  <subtitle>We shall not falter...</subtitle>
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    <name>Falcon Darkstar</name>
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  <updated>2006-10-23T14:13:33Z</updated>
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    <title>End of this journal.</title>
    <published>2006-07-19T20:14:46Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-23T14:13:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm not going to be posting on my livejournal anymore. I hardly come on here lately. People from school got me sucked into myspace. So if you have a myspace page, my link is www.myspace.com/falcondarkstar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Darkstar</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:falcondarkstar:34462</id>
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    <title>Another Episode of Only in Colorado</title>
    <published>2006-05-23T19:22:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-23T19:22:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>My Letter - Flaw</lj:music>
    <content type="html">These people never cease to amaze me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) I was on the phone with a girl that I go to school with, and we were talking about how her weekend went. She said it was fine except for the fact that she got chemical burn. I asked her how she did that. When she started the sentence, "Well, me and my boyfriend were having sex," I knew this was going to be interesting. Turns out her and her man were fucking and the condom broke. So he freaks out and runs to Wal-Mart to get some spermicide. I don't know what the fuck they did wrong, but she now has a chemical burn inside...yes...INSIDE her twat. I had to get off the phone with her after that cause I was afraid I was going to laugh in her face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) I was in anatomy class later the same day, and we were discussing the nervous system. When we were talking about the medulla oblongotta, Jenny had a story for us. She said there was a chicken in Fruita, Colorado named Mike the Headless Chicken. This farmer had the chicken, and he wanted to eat it. So he chopped off the chicken's head, but he didn't sever the medulla oblongotta. So as chickens do, it flailed around as the farmer waited for it to die. But it didn't. Since the medulla oblongotta wasn't severed from the body, Mike the Headless Chicken still had all his basic life support functions. This chicken lived for 18 months without his head. The farmer would peel back the flap on his esophagus and poured feed down the chicken's throat. The chicken could breathe and everything. Here's the website if you want to check it out. www.miketheheadlesschicken.org . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading another installment of Only in Colorado. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falcon Darkstar</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:falcondarkstar:34102</id>
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    <title>falcondarkstar @ 2006-05-20T14:53:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-20T20:54:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-20T20:56:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Get Ready - Sublime</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It rained today. ^_^ It was nice. Thunder too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falcon Darkstar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 60% Vain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howvainareyouquiz/vain-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a little vain, but more than anything you have a healthy amount of confidence.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking the world of yourself is great. Just don't think less of those who aren't as pretty as you!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howvainareyouquiz/"&gt;How Vain Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Stolen from Angie.</title>
    <published>2006-05-16T17:44:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-16T17:44:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>KT Tunstall - Otherside of the World</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My Life According to Media Player&lt;br /&gt;Directions: &lt;br /&gt;Put your music player on shuffle. &lt;br /&gt;Press forward for each question.&lt;br /&gt;Use the song title as the answer to the question. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where will i go today? &lt;br /&gt;Starless - Crossfade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I feeling today?&lt;br /&gt;The Power of Goodbye - Madonna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I get far in life?&lt;br /&gt;Underwater - Delerium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do my friends see me? &lt;br /&gt;Burn - Mad at Gravity&lt;br /&gt;o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will I get Married? &lt;br /&gt;Hide U - Kosheen&lt;br /&gt;lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's my theme song? &lt;br /&gt;Feels So Good - 311&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the story of my life? &lt;br /&gt;Sugar, We're Going Down - Fall Out Boy&lt;br /&gt;*giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I like in bed? &lt;br /&gt;From the Heart - Hoobastank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I get ahead in life? &lt;br /&gt;Marco Polo - Loreena McKennitt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my best feature? &lt;br /&gt;Old Blue Chair - Kenny Chesney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is today going to be? &lt;br /&gt;After All - Cher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is in store for this weekend? &lt;br /&gt;Entwined - Lacuna Coil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my life like at the moment? &lt;br /&gt;Tonight- Staind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song describes my secrets? &lt;br /&gt;Needles - SOAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my current lover like? &lt;br /&gt;To the Moon and Back - Savage Garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song will they play at my funeral?: &lt;br /&gt;Constantine - Something Corporate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does the world see me? &lt;br /&gt;Hokus Pokus - ICP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I have a happy life? &lt;br /&gt;Heaven (Candlelight Mix) - DJ Sammy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do my friends really think of me? &lt;br /&gt;Let's Go Get Stoned - Sublime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do people secretly lust after me? &lt;br /&gt;The Animal Song - Savage Garden. &lt;br /&gt;*falls over* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I accomplish my goals in life? &lt;br /&gt;Can't Hold Us Down - Christina Aguilera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I find true love? &lt;br /&gt;With This Knife - Smile Empty Soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I treat others? &lt;br /&gt;Get Off (You Can Eat a Dick) - Kittie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This amuses me. ^_^</content>
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    <title>x_X</title>
    <published>2006-05-13T08:56:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-13T08:57:51Z</updated>
    <category term="kool mild slide box o.o"/>
    <lj:music>Attacked by Snakes - Aquabats</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Oh MY GAWD!!!!!!! *twitch* You will not believe what I bought today... Kool Milds...IN A SLIDE BOX!!!!! I know that probably doesn't mean a thing to any of you (except for Meaghan ^^), so I'll tell you a little history. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long, long ago in Cigarette Land, there lived a pack named Salem Lights. He was a shunned man because he was different. You see...he was a slide box. No one loved him, but an odd homsosexual and his best friend. They smoked Salem Light slide box religiously, for not only was it a slide box, but there was a green filtered cigarette inside. It was bliss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day, the unthinkable happened. Salem Lights' parents, Winston-Salem split the family up because they like to fuck with people. They ripped the slide box away from Salem Lights, and made Salem Black Label (which are gross). And they left the original flavor, now called Salem Green Label, in a normal evil pack. This was a sad day for the odd homosexual and his best friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today is a magical day, for the wonderful Kool Milds have taken up the Slide Box banner. It just so happens to be what the odd homosexual smokes. Because he had started to vomit at Salem Lights in disgust. So it is a magical day. Myess...</content>
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    <title>falcondarkstar @ 2006-05-09T14:08:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-09T20:12:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-09T20:12:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Stagnant...</content>
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    <title>Hehe...</title>
    <published>2006-04-26T05:12:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-26T05:12:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.world66.com/myworld66/visitedStates/statemap?visited=ALARCOFLGAILKSLAMSMONETNTXWY"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://douweosinga.com/projects/visitedstates"&gt;create your own visited states map&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; or &lt;a href="http://douweosinga.com/projects/googlehacks"&gt;check out these Google Hacks.&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>falcondarkstar @ 2006-04-21T15:59:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-21T22:02:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-21T22:02:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Guarded - Disturbed</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Not too much going on with me. I was working for Hobby Lobby for the span of a whole three days I think. Then they call me up and tell me that they're not going to need me for another week, and then they'll only need me for like twelve hours in the week. So I quit, and I've been looking for another job. Well, I finally found one. lol This one only took me three days to snag. The only problem is the hours are from 4:00 a.m. - 12:30 p.m. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When am I going to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falcon Darkstar</content>
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    <title>Vision Bitch! XD</title>
    <published>2006-03-12T00:02:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-12T00:02:10Z</updated>
    <category term="vision!"/>
    <category term="naked fob boi! the libertiene"/>
    <lj:music>Some movie on Comedy Central</lj:music>
    <content type="html">What's been going all yall? I'm so glad that this week is over with. It was finals week...fuck that! That was hell in a holistic package. Our anatomy exam was insane. I missed the last lecture before the exam, and I didn't get a chance to make it up. It turns out only six people passed the anatomy exam out of 21. I'm just happy I was one of the six. Bwahahahahahahaha! I'm kinda sad we won't have Reflexology anymore. That was my favorite class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missy, Shannon, Juliana, Brian, and I went to go see The Libertiene last night. o.0 That was the best fucking movie that I've seen in a long time. I mean, it was fucking fabulous. I don't care who reads this, but go see that fucking movie. It's definitely worth it. Even if you do have to drive to another city to go see it...Meaghan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a fan of Fall Out Boy, you have to click on this link. &lt;a href="http://www.thesuperficial.com/archives/2006/03/08/pete_wentz_nude_cell_phone_pic.html"&gt;http://www.thesuperficial.com/archives/2006/03/08/pete_wentz_nude_cell_phone_pic.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly Mr. Pete here decided he was gonna take some nekkid pictures of himself on his Sidekick. Then, he sends them to a ladyfriend who sends it to another and so on. Regardless of the story...he's fucking naked. Giving himself a gods be thanked handjob!  It took me a few seconds to find them not censored. It was worth it though. lol Go check it out. Trust. Yall have fun now. I'm gonna go get high and chill wit my man. ^_^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falcon Darkstar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. We have a cult. Jesus doesn't have Kool-Aid, but we do... Vision Bitch!</content>
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    <title>I live!!!! Myess....</title>
    <published>2006-02-13T21:15:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-13T21:15:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Back Home - Yellowcard</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I think it's time for me to take a break from the world for a few minutes. I haven't had the chance to post in ages. I really need to start taking some tme out of each day so I can just unwind for a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to go to the ER on Friday for some wonderful little kidney stones. Let me tell you them little fuckers hurt like all hell. I do have to say that the Oxycodone that the doctor-man gave me help so much. Even after the pain is gone. hehe. I can't believe that Brian went with me to the ER and sat there for six hours. Oh...yall don't know about Brian huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian is a guy that I met a few weeks ago and we've been getting to know each other very well. hehe. He's as big of a stoner as I am and he has great taste in music. His daughter is a little pistol too. I don't see how he puts up with her all the time. LOL But that's probably the reason why I'm not going to have kids. ^_~ So yeah...that's how that works. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is going great. I have my first final tonight. I'm so happy to get this class over with. All I want is my damn table. I should probably get to cramming for that test tonight. Eventually....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm moving soon. I'm in the process of getting some money to liberate myself from the geriatric one's house. I can't wait. I'm probably going to move a lil farther west away from the cacophony that is Denver. I hate the way people drive up here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JESUS FUCKING CHRIST I ALMOST DIED THE OTHER NIGHT!!! Of course we would get a really bad snowstorm when I'm leaving the hospital all fucked up and stuff. So, I'm driving like fifteen miles an hour down 88th to fucking Walgreens at like two in the morning when I crest a hill and notice that all the cars at the bottom are just all scattered about. 'Hm...' I thought to myself, 'that's odd...' Then of course I find out why they're all scattered when I hit the black ice and slowly start to spin down the bridge into a fucking pole. Right before I hit the pole I had to turn my car off cause if I would've hit, my airbags would've went off. Yeah...that's a quick way to piss me off. Stupid winter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm done for now...I'll post later I suppose. Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falcon Darkstar</content>
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    <title>Things just keep getting more amusing.</title>
    <published>2006-01-17T22:11:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-17T22:11:03Z</updated>
    <category term="chris sucks! i need weed!"/>
    <lj:music>Turn the Tables - Flaw</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ParisHiltonsBoi (2:49:24 PM): that text was wrong&lt;br /&gt;FalconDarkstar (2:49:33 PM): *shakes head* Yes indeed&lt;br /&gt;ParisHiltonsBoi (2:50:05 PM): made me sad&lt;br /&gt;FalconDarkstar (2:50:13 PM): Who are you trying to play?&lt;br /&gt;ParisHiltonsBoi (2:50:21 PM): EXCUSE ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ParisHiltonsBoi (2:50:30 PM): Dude you need to check yourself&lt;br /&gt;FalconDarkstar (2:50:48 PM): Really now? I'm not the one that decided to become uber shady. I believe you hold that title. &lt;br /&gt;ParisHiltonsBoi (2:51:23 PM): Whatever&lt;br /&gt;FalconDarkstar (2:51:52 PM): You have to come up with something better than that if this is going to be any fun... I know you're capable of a better retort than that...&lt;br /&gt;ParisHiltonsBoi (2:53:08 PM): I am not even going to start&lt;br /&gt;FalconDarkstar (2:53:18 PM): Because you know I'm right. &lt;br /&gt;ParisHiltonsBoi (2:53:23 PM): No&lt;br /&gt;FalconDarkstar (2:53:41 PM): Well then?&lt;br /&gt;FalconDarkstar (2:54:38 PM): Well, here's one for you...fuck you you sorry son of a bitch. Nice knowin ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL It felt good to let off a little steam. I just wish I could take a tire iron to his head. Anyhow...how yall been? I know it's been awhile since I updated, but I've been real busy dealing with school in this fucktard. At least I don't have to spend energy on him anymore. It's really amusing. That converstation happened maybe three minutes prior to this post, and the window is still open. He still hasn't responded. What is it about the people in this state? Nobody wants to play with me. lol They're all fucking flaky and shady as hell. The sex isn't that great either. At least I got a cd, food, and a tank of gas out of the bastard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to things that are much happier (even though that short converstaion was extremely amusing.) After school last night, Charlotte, Shannon, Missy and I went to Waffle House. It felt so good to have good food and good company. I'm really glad that I'm making friends out here that are about as crazy as we are down south. Shannon's from Texas, so she knows how it is. Anyway, we ended up staying there from eleven to almost two in the morning. I don't think there was a subject we didn't cover. I do think the people at Waffle House were happy to have their low-counter back. ^_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misty and DeShane are coming up here on Friday! Yay! They're going to stay in Boulder for a week, then come down to Denver for a week. I'm going to help them look for a place to live while they're up here. Hehe, we're gonna get hiiiiiiiiiiigggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....sooooo hiiiiiiiiiiggggggh! Sorry, I'm not all here right now. I've been in a complete vegitative state since Saturday. The geriatric one has gone on vacation to see my aunt in TN, so I have the house to myself until this Saturday coming up. All I've been doing is going to school. I put in an assload of applications on Friday, but I still haven't heard anything from any of those. I was supposed to go to a job fair today, but my dad got ahold of me first. Kinda pissed but that's ok. Oh! I might be getting a new cell phone soon. Cingular is going crazy on me. I hardly have any reception anywhere and it seems to be getting wose. I'm hungry and I have anatomy homework to do, so Imma go for now. Ja ne. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falcon Darkstar</content>
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    <title>falcondarkstar @ 2005-12-28T13:03:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-28T20:07:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-28T20:07:29Z</updated>
    <category term="job..."/>
    <lj:music>Nobody Knows Me - Madonna</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I can't believe that I start school in six days. I honestly never thought this day would come. I'm going to be the only person in my family to go to school. *grins* It'll be good- to actually do something and make something of myself. I've been so depressed lately, the job search isn't going very well at all. I've just been so stagnant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was terrible! lol. They made me wake up at six in the morning for no reason, then we opened presents around ten. I got so many books. I was happy. Then I got a cd player yesterday for my car. Hippie and I had to put it together in the dark. That was fairly amusing. I don't know why I'm updating...bleh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falcon Darkstar</content>
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    <title>*twitch*</title>
    <published>2005-12-24T22:31:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-24T22:31:00Z</updated>
    <category term="evil rum"/>
    <category term="birthday"/>
    <category term="pass out"/>
    <lj:music>Nothing Fails - Madonna</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Jesus fucking Christ I'm hungover... blah... Last night was insanity. Roxanne called me earlier in the day to invite me over to drink for my birthday after she got of work. I said yea and Joel and I went over there around tenish I think. I'd already been fucked up before I got there. Muscle relaxers are fun. Myess... Anyway, I brought Pass Out with me to play. If you don't know what it is, don't worry about it. I'd picked up three bottles of rum, and Rox got some peppermint schnapps. We didn't even make it around the whole board. LOL We started with one mixed drink, then we just started shooting. I ended up getting sick and threw up in the trash can. Too many pills and alcohol don't mix. Gods I was drunk of my ass. I handed Roxanne my keys and they told me I passed out around two. Then Roxanne said Joel passed out and she stayed up and finished off the second bottle of rum. Then she passed out around three. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't want to wake up this morning. lol I felt like hell. Then Roxanne's Children of the Corn, as she calls them, were raising holy hell. She finally stumbled out of bed at like 11, then we smoked some bowls to cure the hangover. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel like hell, but at least my stomach don't hurt anymore. Evil rum... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falcon Darkstar</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:falcondarkstar:29054</id>
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    <title>You can throw out the virgin part and burn it...</title>
    <published>2005-12-19T22:43:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-19T22:43:32Z</updated>
    <category term="hermit"/>
    <category term="virgins are eebil!"/>
    <lj:music>Dance Dance - Fall Out Boy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://warlocksrealm.homeip.net/tarot/dragon/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Hermit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Prudence, Caution, Deliberation.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Hermit points to all things hidden, such as knowledge and inspiration,hidden enemies. The illumination is from within, and retirement from participation in current events.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Hermit is a card of introspection, analysis and, well, virginity. You do not desire to socialize; the card indicates, instead, a desire for peace and solitude. You&amp;nbsp;prefer&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;take&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;time to think, organize, ruminate, take stock. There may be feelings of frustration and discontent but these&amp;nbsp;feelings&amp;nbsp;eventually&amp;nbsp;lead to enlightenment, illumination, clarity. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Hermit represents a wise, inspirational person, friend, teacher, therapist. This a person who can shine a light on things that were previously mysterious and confusing.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://warlocksrealm.homeip.net/tarot"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:falcondarkstar:28539</id>
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    <title>falcondarkstar @ 2005-12-17T19:17:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-18T02:37:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-18T02:37:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table align="center" name="christmastable" width="450" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" style="color: black; border: 1px solid black;" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr align="center"&gt;&lt;td align="left" width="75"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizuniverse.com/result_images/holly-left.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="3" align="center" style="text-align: center; color: black; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Twelve Days of Christmas&lt;br /&gt;for falcondarkstar:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" width="75"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizuniverse.com/result_images/holly-right.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="10"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="50" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day #&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="10"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What they got you&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="10"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="20" bgcolor="#FFCCCC"&gt;&lt;td&gt;1st&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color: blue;" href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/cpurtotuedr"&gt;cpurtotuedr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;a one-man puppet show using three simultaneous puppets&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="20" bgcolor="#CCFFCC"&gt;&lt;td&gt;2nd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color: blue;" href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/haruka2001"&gt;haruka2001&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;A all expense paid trip to the Red Light District&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="20" bgcolor="#FFCCCC"&gt;&lt;td&gt;3rd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color: blue;" href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/ur_brwn_eyed_gr"&gt;ur_brwn_eyed_gr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;a tray of lewd ice cubes&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="20" bgcolor="#CCFFCC"&gt;&lt;td&gt;4th&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color: blue;" href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/tamaea"&gt;tamaea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;an inverse restraining order, requiring you to be 'coupled' at all times&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="20" bgcolor="#FFCCCC"&gt;&lt;td&gt;5th&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color: blue;" href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/procella_lamia"&gt;procella_lamia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;a gigantic vagina in your yard, drawn in flaming gasoline&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="20" bgcolor="#CCFFCC"&gt;&lt;td&gt;6th&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color: blue;" href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/haruka2001"&gt;haruka2001&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;a gigantic vagina in your yard, drawn in flaming gasoline&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="20" bgcolor="#FFCCCC"&gt;&lt;td&gt;7th&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color: blue;" href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/demonslayer84"&gt;demonslayer84&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;a small, laminated card stating, 'ALL ACCESS - TO ME!'&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="20" bgcolor="#CCFFCC"&gt;&lt;td&gt;8th&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color: blue;" href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/ur_brwn_eyed_gr"&gt;ur_brwn_eyed_gr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;A blog for all of your sexual writings&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="20" bgcolor="#FFCCCC"&gt;&lt;td&gt;9th&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color: blue;" href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/cpurtotuedr"&gt;cpurtotuedr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;A bottle of everyman's Viagara&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="20" bgcolor="#CCFFCC"&gt;&lt;td&gt;10th&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color: blue;" href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/ur_brwn_eyed_gr"&gt;ur_brwn_eyed_gr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;a tube of Crabs-Be-Gone&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="20" bgcolor="#FFCCCC"&gt;&lt;td&gt;11th&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color: blue;" href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/masterjoel"&gt;masterjoel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;a butt-plug&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="20" bgcolor="#CCFFCC"&gt;&lt;td&gt;12th&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color: blue;" href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/chibi18"&gt;chibi18&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;A creepy sexual poem that they wrote in 2nd person narration&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: #FFFFFF;" align="center" colspan="5" style="background: #FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: red;" href="http://www.quizuniverse.com/quiz.php?id=43"&gt;Take this Quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a style="color: red;" href="http://www.quizuniverse.com"&gt;QuizUniverse.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: #FFFFFF;" align="center" colspan="5" style="background: #FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: red;" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=65"&gt;( or, take the 'clean' version&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a style="color: red;" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com )&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="1" width="450"&gt;&amp;lt;td align="center"&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;falcondarkstar is most likely to get laid in &lt;b&gt;Vatican City&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;on top of an apartment building&lt;/b&gt;.
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&lt;br /&gt;Once you’ve boarded up your house, why not reduce your stress and make love.  There is not much else you can do while waiting it out and your little sanctuary will become an erotic haven while the wind whips by…&lt;br /&gt;
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:falcondarkstar:27726</id>
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    <title>Stolen from Meaghan ^_~</title>
    <published>2005-12-15T18:41:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-15T18:41:03Z</updated>
    <category term="porn for chuck"/>
    <lj:music>Cher - This is a Song for the Lonely</lj:music>
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In April I set &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_chibi18' lj:user='chibi18' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://chibi18.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://chibi18.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;chibi18&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s puppy on fire &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(-66 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  Last week I bought porn for &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_demonslayer84' lj:user='demonslayer84' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://demonslayer84.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://demonslayer84.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;demonslayer84&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(10 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  Last Monday on a flight to Bangladesh, I stole the emergency flight information card &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(-40 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Overall, I've been &lt;b&gt;naughty&lt;/b&gt; &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(-118 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  For Christmas I deserve &lt;b&gt;a lump of coal&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br&gt;falcondarkstar&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;form action="http://triggur.org/dearsanta/"&gt;Write your letter to Santa!  Enter your LJ username:&lt;input type="text" name="uname" size="20"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Write Santa!"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought Chuck porn! LOL Yes indeed.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Automobile Ice Skating</title>
    <published>2005-12-06T21:15:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-06T21:15:02Z</updated>
    <category term="auto ice skating food stamps for weed"/>
    <lj:music>Washer and Dryer</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I think I've just invented a new sport! It's called auto ice skating. I've had my new car for a couple of days now, but this was the first day that I had the chance to drive it in the snow... So I'm leaving my grandmother's house going to my aunt's and I have to stop at a light. So I stop...then slide...so I start to countersteer and pump my breaks only to gingerly hit and be stopped by a speed limit sign. *sigh* I'm just happy my airbag didn't come out, I'd really be pissed then. I was supposed to go job hunting today, but after using my genius to invent a sport, I don't think I'll be driving anymore today... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how often I'm going to be able to get online anymore...my parents are supposed to be bringing me my computer today, but I doubt they will since it's snowing. Right now I'm using my grandma's in her room since she's not home. Gods do I ever need drugs....I wonder if someone would trade food stamps for pot. *ponders*  I think I'm going to call Roxanne. heheh Have fun yall and be happy your low temp for the night isn't going to be -5. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falcon Darkstar</content>
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    <title>Respite</title>
    <published>2005-12-02T06:17:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-02T06:17:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Everybody's Fool - Evanescence</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I put a deposit on my car today...very good moment. Myes... It's so pretty! It's a 1995 Maxzda MX-6. Fully loaded, sunroof, leather, 5spd V6. Very good moment. Now if the bank would just get with the program and put the insurance check in there it would make things easier. I want me car... Damn I'm high. Hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falcon Darkstar</content>
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    <title>Backlash</title>
    <published>2005-12-01T05:37:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-01T05:37:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>What I Have to Do - Flaw</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I can't believe what I've done. I can't believe that I have the capacity to do something that stupid! Why fuck up the best thing I have going for me. He loved me! With everything that he had...he loved me. I crushed it. I knew he gave his heart to me, just as I did to him...but I wanted more. I just had to have my cake and eat it too. Hecate, why do I do these stupid things? I wish I could turn the clock back...I miss him so much. I feel like I'm dying. I need him... It's too late now though. I've fucked it up to the point where it will never be possible to see his smile, or stroke his hair ever again. I deserve to feel this way...I deserve every tear falling down my face and every scar on my arm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Cyrus...</content>
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    <title>Recollection and Warning</title>
    <published>2005-11-29T06:16:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-29T06:16:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Walk Away - Mad at Gravity</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Everything is moving so quickly; albeit, I'm so stagnant. School starts in a little more than a month. It seems odd to finally start after waiting for so long. There are so many things to look at as another painful year draws to a close. It seems like we are dealt nothing but blow after blow, expected to endure it all with very few respites between. I wonder what Jenn would be doing right now if she were here... Gods know it would be a definite relief to see her once more. Everything's been so twisted lately...with no sign of normalcy returning for awhile. Will it ever return? Sometimes I wonder if it was ever there to begin with. It seems like for as long as I can remember, things have been getting progressively worse. &lt;em&gt;Everything&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; has been getting worse. Not just around me and my circle- all over.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I wonder if it's just because I'm isolated out here. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Regardless of the reason, all we can do is get through it. That's what we were put here for. We're the pawns in someone else's game; trying to make the best out of whatever scenario they gave us...much to their amusement I might add. That's my own musings though. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I really don't know what's gotten into me. It all started when I was reorganizing all my stuff in my aunt's basement when I came across my cards...&amp;nbsp; ever since I've just felt introspective...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I suppose I'll figure it out...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Falcon Darkstar&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>Migration Begins...</title>
    <published>2005-11-26T06:33:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-26T06:33:23Z</updated>
    <category term="yall move up here!"/>
    <category term="cute boys!!! good weed"/>
    <category term="migration"/>
    <lj:music>Zombie - The Cranberries</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am victorious! Mwahaha! I think I've finally worn Meaghan down enough to where she's considering moving up here to Denver. It doesn't help that the VA wants her mom up here to work.&amp;nbsp; More points in my bracket. So now that I've implanted the idea into her head, we've started to devise a plan for a mass migration. Here's the perks...my state pays more, you can do lotto at 18, the boys are cuter, it's cleaner, the BOYS ARE CUTER!!! Jesus they are..., and it's really peaceful up here. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here's the plan. Meaghan and I and whoever would like to come up here were thinking about renting a two bedroom house with a basement for like 600 a month or something. Then we turn the basement into a couple of bedrooms like my aunt and uncle and my grandmother all have. It would turn out to be like four or five bedrooms depending on the size of the basement. If we had five or six people (probably a couple included *glares at Misty and DS*) We'd only have to pay like 100 a month a piece for rent. Myes.......It would work out very well. There's a bunch of employment chances up here, and we do have waffle house. It's a perfect plan. Gas is cheaper, cigarettes are a tad bit more expensive though, but the weed is like 15.00 cheaper by the half ounce. You definitely can't beat that. It's good smoke too. AND THE BOYS ARE CUTER!!!!!!!! I don't think I could repeat that enough. I hope some of you do consider it. If you don't...I'll kill you...simple as that. Thanks for your time...See you soon, right? That's what I though bitches...start packing...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Falcon Darkstar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Static</title>
    <published>2005-11-21T02:28:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-21T02:28:23Z</updated>
    <category term="angel"/>
    <category term="qwest"/>
    <category term="ntn"/>
    <category term="car"/>
    <lj:music>I Drove All Night - Celine Dion</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;*sings* Why do you smoke...the Marijuana?! Why do you hit the bong?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry, listening to Into the West. If that doesn't make any sense to you then I don't know what to tell you. Things are turning around for me up here which is definitely great. We &lt;strong&gt;finally&lt;/strong&gt; got the fucking insurance check for the trailer. Tis a miracle I say! I should be getting my car by the end of this week or next Monday at the latest. That's when we're supposed to get the check back from the mortgage company. That's one major worry out of the way. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I met the coolest people a few days ago! They're so great. Angel, Matt, and I went to Club Static in Ft. Collins two nights ago and partied until like three in the morning. I was so trashed by the time we left. Then we went back to Angel's house and *cough* yeah...let's just say Angel's a fucking fantastic kisser (among other things.) His best friend Matt is awesome. Not like that though. I didn't do anything with Matt. *snickers* That would've been fun though. He's just a really cool guy. Anyway...I spent the night in Greeley, then the three of us went to Buffalo Wild Wings the next day. TRIVIA!!! Myess.... They never had the chance to experience the wonders of NTN, but by the time they left they were hooked. As everyone rightly should be. Then we farted around the mall for awhile. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I gots me a haircut today. Tis a fauxhawk. It looks really really good. Tomorrow I'm going to Sally's Beauty Supply to get my hair dye. I'm finally going to get my black hair with blue highlights. It's going to be great.&amp;nbsp; I also applied for a position at the Qwest Call Center in Denver. It's going to be like Client Zone/Service Logic on crack. I'll be making $8.50 during training and $10.00 after. It's going to be awesome. I think that's all I have for now. I'm off. Ja ne. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Falcon Darkstar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:falcondarkstar:25348</id>
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    <title>Let it Snow...</title>
    <published>2005-11-17T18:00:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-25T19:12:48Z</updated>
    <category term="meaghan"/>
    <category term="cyrus"/>
    <category term="snow"/>
    <category term="thanksgiving"/>
    <lj:music>Musings in mah head.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm still not used to waking up to a blanket of white covering the ground. I got back into Denver about two days ago, and they've both sucked. Everything that was supposed to be done so I could come up here hasn't been. So now I'm up here with no car, and no place to live. I was pretty much in the same situation down south. Gods! It's snowing so much! LOL I can't wait until next Tuesday. I get to see Meaghan again. She's coming up to her brother's house for Thanksgiving. I have to go to Wyoming for Thanksgiving. So much fun. I just wanted to type a little bit. Kinda bored. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Falcon Darkstar</content>
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    <title>RV Musings</title>
    <published>2005-11-12T02:24:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-12T02:24:55Z</updated>
    <category term="cyrus"/>
    <category term="colorado"/>
    <category term="golden girls"/>
    <lj:music>Lifetime Television for Women and Queers</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I'm sitting in an RV in Diamondhead, MS. Still hanging around with my friend Sarah. Her and her boyfriend just left to go do gods know what. So I'm just sitting here on her laptop, watching the Golden Girls. There seems to be some kind of marathon on Lifetime. LOL Blanche just fainted. I talked to my parents today to get my flight information. I really can't wait to go back to Colorado, yet it's going to hurt for me to leave. Especially when I have someone here that needs me right now. I just wish that she would realize that her boyfriend is an asshole and get the fuck out of there. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know...I have a really really odd philosophy on love now after this little bout with Cyrus. Fuck it! LOL I'm not really going to look for another relationship for a long time. Hell, possibly I might not look again. It's too much work and stress involved. I have too much going on in my own life to try to accomidate someone else into it. There will be time for that later possibly, I just haven't decided yet. Hell, I'm almost twenty years old...I don't need to decide yet. LOL If I'm meant for love, then I'll be in love. If not, then fuck it. I'm having too much fun being single. I have a practice to start. Besides...if I wait until I get my massage practice going, at least I'll have some money so I can spoil whatever man I do get. Yeah right...I'll be too busy spoiling myself. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel a lot better now that I'm away from Cyrus. I'm sure he feels ten times better than I do right now. He really was a great guy, but we're just in two different places in our lives to be together. That and he just pissed me the fuck off, but that's not the point. I really don't know what the point is. I just felt like getting online and ranting. Seemed like a good idea to me at the time. Well, I think I'm going to go now. Ya'll have fun. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Falcon Darkstar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Coffee House Musings</title>
    <published>2005-11-09T23:32:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-07T05:41:53Z</updated>
    <category term="cyrus sucks"/>
    <category term="mississippi"/>
    <category term="great migration"/>
    <lj:music>Coffee Shop Rambling</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Right now I'm sitting in a coffee&amp;nbsp;house in Ocean Springs, Mississippi. This is the only place where I really have internet access. It does suck. I'll be back in Colorado on the fifteenth of this month. I can't wait to go back. It's going to be so relaxing to be back in such a peaceful place. Let's see if I can recap the events that've happened since the last time that I posted. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;**Cyrus and I aren't together anymore. He's the reason why I posted the last post that I did. Twas a completely fucked up situation. I hated every second of it. I posted that because he'd already by that time broken into my car and rooted through it. Changed the passwords on my computer twice, hid the power cord to my tower, and took my phone and started to call people and ask them questions about my past.&amp;nbsp; Definitely not something smart to do on his part. When I found out that he had changed the passwords on my computer the first time I confronted him, and he told me he did because he thought that I was cheating on him and his friend from work gave him the idea. I was like what the fuck is that shit! I had half the mind to go to Target right then and punch that hoe in her face. Then two days later he had the audacity to invite me to her party. I was like no thank you. That really couldn't have amounted into any kind of pretty picture. *sighs* So after that he decides that he wants to steal the power cord off my computer when his drunk, alcoholic ass gets home and finds my flight plans on the bed. I don't find this out unitl the next day when I'm trying to confirm my flight and I can't turn my goddamn computer on. I called Target cause he was at work and asked him where he put my cord, and he told me that he was drunk right that second and on top of that he was drunk when he hid it so he didn't remember. *cough alcoholic cough* SO...I had to call my dad to help me come look for the bitch and he found it - in the furnace, behind the pipe.... Need I say more. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;With cord in hand I turn the computer on, only to descover that the little alcoholic bastard had changed my Windows password on me, so I couldn't even get to my desktop. I was furious. I called Target again and they told me that he was on break and couldn't be reached. I told them that was fine considering the fact that I lived only five minutes from his fucking job. You guessed right. For those of you out there that have seen the Queens of Comedy, I was about to pull a Mo'nique on his ass. Talkin about: "Can I speak to James plase! Bring your ass nigga, bring your ass!" Oh yess.... ^_~ So my dad and I go to Target, and the whole entire time, the hippie is telling me not to do antything stupid. I hadn't planned to really at that point. So I get to the damn store and walk in the door and start looking for him. When I do find him he's walking back toward the electronics boat. I was like what's the password. He said something to the effect of, "leave me alone, it's none of my buisness". I said oh hell no! I went off in the middle of Target at the electronics boat. Mother fucker give me the password to my computer. The incident involved my screaming, Cyrus' shaking, and my getting escorted out of the building. It was a new personal first. I've never been escorted out of a low-cost retail store before. I was actually feeling pretty damn good after that. I was definitely feeling better when I got home after I kicked a dent in his fender, threw his cell phone in the toilet, took about half of his clothes and a bunch of other stuff that I wanted. He needs to learn not to piss me off. He said that he did all those things because I cheated on him. Which to him I did, and to me I don't care. I was talking to people on a chat room and he found out. Never did I meet these people, but I was still cheating. Whatever. I don't care,&amp;nbsp;I got your shit. LOL And I enjoyed every fucking second of it too. Mother fucker going to try to control me, I don't think so, ace...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's fast forward through the flight to my first night back into Louisiana. Sarah and I are sitting at Subway waiting for Meaghan to make our sandwhiches. My phone starts to ring and it's Hasina. Hasina is the ONLY frined that I happened to have made while I was in Colorado. She was really really pissed off when I answered the phone and I was like what the fuck is wrong. It turns out, Cyrus had called up to Sam's Club about twelve or so times trying to get Hasina's number because he demanded to know where I was at. He told the people at Sam's, and when I say people I mean every single fucking manager that was there at the time, that my parents didn't know where I was, that I wasn't going back to Louisiana, and I was staying with Hasina. Now, the thing with this story is that my dad was the one who brought me up to Sam's club after I had sold Hasina my car so I could transfer, and we were talking about - with my manager - about my move back to Louisiana. So I bet he just felt like an ass about that. And that's when I decided that he definitely wasn't getting his key back. I told Meaghan this and she started to laugh. It was amusing to me too. I'm just glad that he doesn't have my new number or anyway to possibly get it. He also had the audacity to tell me that he was moving back to Mississippi too, and he thought it would be in the best interest for me to stay in Colorado to keep confrontation down. I said mother fucker I already bought my plane ticket, I'm going down there. If you don't like it then, if you see me on the street, you look the other way. Cause if you don't I"m going to hurt you. And he was like I don't want to have to go through that, and I said well too bad. I'm not changing my plans to accomidate you. That boy must be out of his mind. Who does he think he is? Seriously...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;So here I am now, sitting in Mississippi in a coffee shop with my sister, Helga! Myess....I'll be back in Colorado in a week. You should email me at &lt;a href="mailto:falcondarkstar@gmail.com"&gt;falcondarkstar@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; for my new cell phone number. I'll talk to ya'll&amp;nbsp; later. Have fun. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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