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  <title>Twisted Logic</title>
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  <updated>2009-03-31T01:55:12Z</updated>
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    <title>jagladymac @ 2009-03-30T21:44:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-31T01:55:12Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-31T01:55:12Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm graduating this May and have been horribly behind on searching and applying for jobs.&amp;nbsp; Last night, I sent my resume to 4 different jobs, went through a list of 50+ companies that do what I'm interested in to find those that have local branches (only about a dozen did!), and found several places to keep an eye on in case they ever post a job.&amp;nbsp; Progress, yes, but still behind.&amp;nbsp; At least that's what I thought . . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a call this evening from one of the jobs I applied to (totally wasn't expected it!).&amp;nbsp; They said that they had already done first round interviews, but wanted to talk to me since I had the kind of background they were looking for.&amp;nbsp; They then proceeded to give me a first-round interview over the phone right then and there.&amp;nbsp; Um, yeah&amp;nbsp; . . . I was soo freaked.&amp;nbsp; Not only was the interview over the phone, which is kinda hard, and not only did I have absolutely no notice (and therefore, no prep time), but this was my FIRST&amp;nbsp;EVER interview!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hoped they liked me, cuz this job would be awesome.&amp;nbsp; She did say she would talk to the president to see where she wants to take it since I'm a late addition and that they would let me know by the end of the week.&amp;nbsp; That could be good, right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller"&gt;*and I'm still kinda shaking from the adrenaline high*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jagladymac:7044</id>
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    <title>going through fanfic withdrawal</title>
    <published>2009-02-24T20:06:06Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-24T20:06:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>hanukkah song (new version)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;Alright,&amp;nbsp;I admit it . . . I'm addicted to fanfic.&amp;nbsp; Ridiculously, completely, it's-taken-over-my-life addicted.&amp;nbsp; Now this is not a new development in any way, shape or form.&amp;nbsp; But I have just realized the last two days how often I actually refresh my lj and check ff.net (while mostly bad writing, there are some great writers there) for new fics. Since ff.net has been down, I have checked it constantly every 15 minutes (when I'm online).&amp;nbsp; No joke.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is bad, right?&amp;nbsp; I shouldn't be doing this, should I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*whimper* Why does it have to be today that it's down? I'm stuck at school for 4 hours, and I'm not only caught up on school reading, I'm actually ahead!&amp;nbsp; ff.net is usually good for a little entertainment at least, but no . . . I have nothing to read now (except fics I have saved that I've read already,&amp;nbsp;but,&amp;nbsp;while they are good, my brain craves newness).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller"&gt;god, i need a life . . . or a significant other . . . or chocolate.&amp;nbsp; if i can't have fic, i'd settle for any of these.&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jagladymac:6444</id>
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    <title>jagladymac @ 2008-06-01T22:43:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-02T02:48:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-02T02:48:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ok, so I decided to give In Plain Sight a chance.&amp;nbsp; It was decent, but honestly, there were some scenes where my mind just screamed "hey look it's Veronica Mars re-incarnated!"&amp;nbsp; Those scenes were funny, but they simply didn't have the awesomeness of Kristen Bell.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I may have to watch a few more eps (on re-runs of course cuz ARMY WIVES returns next week!!) to decide if I want to commit or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any of you out there watch it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, and I'm totally a dork, because I downloaded the original DOS version of Doom 1 today and spent a few hours playing it.&amp;nbsp; God, that game brought me back . . . ah, the good old days of DOS.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>jagladymac @ 2008-01-18T23:33:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-19T04:40:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-19T05:11:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;So . . . tonight's SGA . . .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="spoilers"&gt;I totally never picked up on anything between ronon and keller before tonight (well, maybe once in passing), but&amp;nbsp;I shamelessly want a hot ronon/keller-learning-to-spar-which-leads-to-hot-gym-sex fic now.&amp;nbsp; I am still a complete ronon/teyla fan (with the occasional ronon/elizabeth thrown in)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, tonight's ep was surprisingly funny in parts.&amp;nbsp; I think my fav was when the baby kicked and John totally thought Teyla was going into labor.&amp;nbsp; His reaction was priceless!&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jagladymac:4696</id>
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    <title>*headdesk* Seriously?!?</title>
    <published>2007-11-27T21:34:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-27T21:35:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>East Northumberland High by Hannah Montana</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ok, so I was on Fanfiction.net&amp;nbsp;just now&amp;nbsp;and while on the TV Shows page,&amp;nbsp;my eyes&amp;nbsp;just happened to&amp;nbsp;glance at the number of fics for Hannah Montana and noticed&amp;nbsp;that the number for Hannah Montana&amp;nbsp;is almost the same as the number of fics for Bones.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And&amp;nbsp;it has surpassed the number of fics for my first fandom, JAG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong,&amp;nbsp;I think Miley is just a bundle of cuteness and pretty, and I loved her dad when I was&amp;nbsp;growing up (I swear I'm&amp;nbsp;not as old as I sound), and I have all her songs on my computer&amp;nbsp;b/c they are a huge hit for the girls I babsit (and I admit most of them aren't half&amp;nbsp;bad), but SERIOUSLY!?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long-running JAG and the awesome Bones are just so much more fic-inspiring!!&amp;nbsp; It will be a sad day in life when the number of fics for Hannah Montana outnumber&amp;nbsp;those of Bones.&amp;nbsp; (I am too scared to&amp;nbsp;even&amp;nbsp;go to the fic page b/c I know who the target demographics are and how much drama and bad writing they&amp;nbsp;have in&amp;nbsp;RL *shudders*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I can take comfort that both the Stargates&amp;nbsp;still have more fics, but it's not much comfort . . .&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;(in honor of this post, I did indeed put on a HM song, though . . . pathetic, I know)&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>jagladymac @ 2007-11-21T23:34:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-22T04:39:33Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-22T04:39:33Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">So, I don't know if someone has already mentioned this nifty little fact, but I was watching some youtube clips of Bones&amp;nbsp;a couple weeks ago and noticed something funny about one of the characters.&amp;nbsp; I checked the credits and found that my initial guess was right . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone else notice that Tessa from Bones is Cutthroat Bitch (or Amber if you prefer) from House?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, this seems exceedingly funny to me and somehow fitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just remembered tonight that I never posted this little tidbit of information for anyone else to enjoy.</content>
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    <title>jagladymac @ 2007-10-23T19:14:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-23T23:23:23Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-23T23:23:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;Life is just . . . guh, it can't be a good sign when my mind is so tired that it can't find a sufficient word to finish that sentence . . . but oddly enough I can still spell a word like 'sufficient' when I normally stumble over it at least once.&amp;nbsp; My mind never ceases to amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, mind is on overload due to midterms, turn-in assignments, projects and reading up the wazoo.&amp;nbsp; I am trying to squeeze more work than normal in this week because I will be away this weekend and won't have time to do it then.&amp;nbsp; The bad thing? This week was already worse than normal because of projects and midterms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired already, and it is only Tuesday.&amp;nbsp; This? Is not good.&amp;nbsp; I really just want to close my eyes and sleep but I can't.&amp;nbsp; I still have to sit through a meeting and then drive home.&amp;nbsp; It is already dark outside and that is not exactly condusive (no clue on the spelling on that one) to staying awake.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I'M MISSING BONES TONIGHT!!!! So very sad.&amp;nbsp; No clue when I will be able to watch!&amp;nbsp; I think I will cry now . . .</content>
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    <title>When did Tuesday become a Monday????</title>
    <published>2007-10-17T01:21:02Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-17T01:21:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Seriously.&amp;nbsp; If someone could answer me that question, I'd give you a million bucks&amp;nbsp;. . . or well at least a substantial part of my savings, which isn't much sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today was my&amp;nbsp;Monday.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I must&amp;nbsp;have stumbled into a time warp or something because that could be the only explanation for how today became&amp;nbsp;Monday.&amp;nbsp; This was my day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a test.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I thought I did well.&amp;nbsp; I found out that half of my answers were not what the teacher was looking for (even though her answers had nothing to do&amp;nbsp;with the questions asked).&amp;nbsp; Strike one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;got a test&amp;nbsp;back.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I didn't do as well as I'd hoped (but there is still some hope with the curve system).&amp;nbsp; Strike two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took another test.&amp;nbsp; I studied&amp;nbsp;several hours today and over the past few days.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I thought I knew what I was doing.&amp;nbsp; The test had 4 questions.&amp;nbsp; I got two right, one half right and one completely wrong because that question was on a topic that had been covered for 5 minutes in one class&amp;nbsp;out&amp;nbsp;of weeks of classes on this test.&amp;nbsp; Strike three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all the test-commotion, I forgot to eat until 8 pm, and now I have a headache.&amp;nbsp; Is there such a thing as Strike&amp;nbsp;four?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to go to bed early and forget today ever happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Mondays suck, even if they are non-Mondays.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>jagladymac @ 2007-10-12T23:24:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-13T03:27:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-13T03:27:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;I don't believe that the following statement has any spoilers for the latest Atlantis ep, but I will preface by saying it is about the latest Atlantis ep:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronon and Teyla in almost matching leather (in the first scene) is just hot and love!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JLM</content>
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    <title>jagladymac @ 2007-09-24T22:39:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-25T02:46:22Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-25T02:48:03Z</updated>
    <category term="heroes"/>
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    <lj:music>Real Good Man by Tim McGraw</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ok so i said i was determined not to post anything about heroes until tomorrow, but i'm weak. so in compromise i am going to post two little things now and if i have time tomorrow, i will post more.&amp;nbsp; i don't think there are any real spoilers here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. hiro's reaction when he saw kensei's (did i spell that right?) face for the first time was absolutely priceless! i just want to give hiro a great big hug for some reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. molly walker is just awesome, especially in one scene -- and those that have seen it, know which one i am talking about.&amp;nbsp; wow i kinda got chills in that one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, the summer wait was totally worth it, except now waiting a week until a new episode seems like forever! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i get to watch BONES, HOUSE and SVU (that is if i get my work and quiz done in time, which i hope i will).&amp;nbsp; i really can't wait! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week is gonna rock!</content>
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    <title>HEROES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title>
    <published>2007-09-24T17:00:23Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-24T17:00:23Z</updated>
    <category term="heroes"/>
    <lj:music>Fly Away by Lenny Kravitz</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i am not ashamed to admit that one of the main reasons -- ok, let's be serious, THE main reason -- i even got out of bed this morning was the fact that HEROES comes back tonite!!!!!!!!!&amp;nbsp; so very excited (a little too excited because it is making me feel like i don't want to work which is bad).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am also not ashamed to admit that i am so in love with most every male on that show (yes, even sylar who is hot in his intense evilness).&amp;nbsp; and i have total girl crushes on ali and hayden who are just completely gorgeous and talented beyond belief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i think my little admiration party is over but i still can't wait!!!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>STANDOFF!</title>
    <published>2007-06-16T15:33:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-16T15:33:53Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I forgot just how good Standoff is!&amp;nbsp; I haven't been watching the last couple of weeks b/c of SGA, but I decided to watch them on line last night and I am in love again!&amp;nbsp; God the chemistry between those two . . . I can't even think of a word to describe it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad thing is now all I want to do is watch the eps online and I can't today cuz I have to work.&amp;nbsp; Guh, work is no fun sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-JLM</content>
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    <title>jagladymac @ 2007-06-12T19:44:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-12T23:56:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-12T23:58:12Z</updated>
    <category term="summer"/>
    <content type="html">So school has been out for awhile now, but I have only been working for about 2 weeks so far.&amp;nbsp; It's not a bad job, just kinda hectic, but what job isn't?&amp;nbsp; The only real downside (and a sort upside at the same time) is that I have to live on campus for two months after having lived there the past two years already.&amp;nbsp; The good news is I have my own room and my own fridge/freezer (which is nice b/c the food does NOT improve over the summer at all!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out that I get to go to California for a week at the end of the summer to visit my family.&amp;nbsp; I literally have only seen them about 7 times in my life (and I have more in common with them than my dad's family who I see at least 3 times a year, go figure!).&amp;nbsp; AND my grandpa wants to take me, my mom, my brother, my three cousins and their families to DisneyLand (which is just awesome, no matter what age you are)!!&amp;nbsp; And, hey, I may even get to meet my aunt that I have never met.&amp;nbsp; It is going to be an interesting August (especially since my brother wants to take me to Six Flags the week before we go to CA).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going to love this summer (especially since two of my best friends are living and working on campus with me)!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-JLM</content>
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    <title>jagladymac @ 2007-03-17T20:06:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-18T00:15:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-18T00:15:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ok so spring break is winding down and all&amp;nbsp;I can say is I wish I had two more days to sleep and actually do all&amp;nbsp;the school work I had planned.&amp;nbsp; Seriously I never actually did any real work, and now tomorrow I will have to study my butt off to get everything done, and I will be dreaming for the next week of getting all the sleep I didn't get this past week.&amp;nbsp; Spending spring break at home is never a good idea for me.&amp;nbsp; I spend all my time doing chores for my mom, watching tv and surfing the net instead of reading what I want, sleeping in and getting ahead on all my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else think it is a little unfair that it is my spring break yet my brother (who is not in school) is the one who goes on vacation (to the bahamas no less)?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I REALLY do NOT want to go back to school tomorrow!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Bearing fic . . .</title>
    <published>2007-03-02T03:26:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-02T03:26:44Z</updated>
    <category term="fic"/>
    <content type="html">I come presenting a S/W fic.&amp;nbsp; This is the first and only fic I have ever posted, but not the first and only to be written.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Title: Only Fair"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Title: Only Fair&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Author: Jagladymac&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Rating: K+ (for one word)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Spoilers: None&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Pairing: Elizabeth/John&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Season: Any after Season two starts&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Disclaimer: Unfortunately not mine.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;As her mind slowly fought its way back to consciousness, she vaguely registered that something was wrong.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Her gradually awakening senses confirmed the niggling suspicion.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Something was definitely wrong.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The first thing she consciously took note of was the smell.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Her pillow smelled different.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So did the sheets surrounding her.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They smelled distinctly male, distinctly him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Then she felt how the right side of her body was noticeably warmer than the left.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Of course, that might be due to the heat coming off the body next to her.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The body whose leg was snuggled securely between her own and whose arm was laying across her body and holding her left hip firmly in his hand.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The skin to skin contact of hand on hip (the hand had somehow snuck its way under her shirt) and bare leg on bare leg (she didn’t remember how or why they both lost only their pants and nothing else) warmed her down to her bones.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Slowly she opened one eye and noticed something else was wrong.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She definitely was not in her room.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She also noticed that she was lying on her stomach in a very comfortable bed clutching her pillow with her left arm.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She mentally went over the list she has made:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Her pillow and sheets smelled of him.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There was a body wrapped very securely around her.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She couldn’t remember how she got here (yet she also didn’t remember taking anything mind-altering last night . . . ).&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Oh, and she’d somehow lost her pants (which, she now noticed, are hanging neatly on the back of the chair across the room).&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Groggily, she lifted her head and turned to her right, only to come face to face with the answer to all her questions: John Sheppard.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Feeling her movement, John opened his eyes and found himself looking into the eyes of one sleepy Elizabeth Weir.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Slowly, he smirked and said, “Morning.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;“Mmm.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Not quite.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;“Ah.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He looked away from her face briefly to take in the darkened room.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Still dark.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;“Yup.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;Elizabeth&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; noticed that they must be more tired than she thought, considering how monosyllabic they were being.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She almost began to nod off before she realized that she had some questions that really should be answered.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“John?”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;“Hmm?”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;“How’d I get here?”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;He opened one eye and smirked again.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Damn that smirk.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Don’t remember?”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;“Would I ask if I did?”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;“Well,” he began, “I found you walking the halls last night when you couldn’t sleep -”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;“That I remember.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;“No interruptions, Doctor.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;“Sorry, Colonel.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;“Anyways, I found you in the hall.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We walked around talking for a bit before you stumbled -- from sheer exhaustion I suspect.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You spilled your tea all over my shirt and pants and some on your pants.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;“Yes, I remember that much.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You dragged me back here -”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;“It was closer than your room!”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;“Interruptions, Colonel.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You gave me a pair of pants to change into and then went into the bathroom to change yourself and then . . . I don’t remember what happened next.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;“When I came out of the bathroom, I found you asleep on my bed.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Thought it would be rude to wake you.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;“Ah.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Throughout this whole interlude, they both had closed their eyes and were talking in hushed tones.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Both were on the edge of sleep.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“And my pants?”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;“Fell asleep before you could put them on.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Didn’t think you’d want me dressing you.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;“Thought right.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And your pants?”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;“Only fair if you weren’t wearing any . . .”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;“Nice.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And your leg and arm?”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Apparently noticing their position for the first time, he wiggled them both experimentally and replied, “Happened naturally.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;“M’k.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She was very close to drifting back to sleep.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;“Any more questions?”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;“Umm . . . no.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;“Good.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;John shifted to his back and pulled &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;Elizabeth&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; to his side while slipping one arm under and around her.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Then go back to sleep.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;Elizabeth&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; shifted her head comfortably on his chest.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Then, after thinking for a second, she snaked her arm across John and under his shirt to grab firmly at his hip.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Then she slowly slid her leg down between his and hooked her ankle around his.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;John lay perfectly still during all this with his eyes wide open.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He glanced down at &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;Elizabeth&lt;/st1:city&gt;’s head and croaked, “&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;Elizabeth&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;?”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Fighting back a laugh, but not a small smile, she simply responded, “Only fair.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;John chuckled, pulled her closer before they both let the sandman come and take them away.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jagladymac:1412</id>
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    <title>bored . . .</title>
    <published>2007-03-01T23:12:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-01T23:12:04Z</updated>
    <category term="bored"/>
    <lj:music>are you happy now by michelle branch</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i find myself utterly bored with life right now.&amp;nbsp; i have stuff i can do but it isn't due for another week or two, so i can't seem to find the motivation to do it.&amp;nbsp; i have stuff i should do because they're due in the next day or so, but it is such a little amount of work i keep putting it off.&amp;nbsp; so i'm left with the blah feeling of wanting and needing to do something but not actually having the motivation to do it.&amp;nbsp; it's a vicious cycle i keep constantly circling.&amp;nbsp; it's really no fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found a fic that i posted once on fanfiction.net and if i get around to editing it better, then maybe i will post it tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time&lt;br /&gt;JLM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh does anyone know if spamalot is any good? i'm going to see it tomorrow and wondered if it is worth the trouble of using the free ticket or not)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Heroes Personality Test</title>
    <published>2007-03-01T03:31:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-01T03:33:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table cellpadding="20" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Matt Parkman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scored 70 Idealism, 37 Nonconformity, 37 Nerdiness &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't want to be a chump.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Congratulations, you're Matt Parkman! You're a great person: caring, hard-working, and honest. You might not have the best of luck, but you do your best in all areas of life. Your kind and responsible nature is rare, and you should be proud of it. &lt;b&gt;Your best quality&lt;/b&gt;: Heart &lt;b&gt;Your worst quality&lt;/b&gt;: You may take more abuse than you deserve &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/users/348/108/34910810133136532/mt1171155448.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span&gt;My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;: &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="4" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#000000" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="149" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" border="0" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="1" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" border="0" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;99%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Idealism&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#000000" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="149" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" border="0" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="1" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" border="0" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;99%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Nonconformity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#000000" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="149" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" border="0" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="1" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" border="0" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;99%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Nerdiness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;div class="roundboxTopWrap"&gt;&lt;div class="roundboxTopInt"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="roundboxContent"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you liked my test, send it to your friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Heroes Personality Test"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=4885834462883321217"&gt;http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=4885834462883321217&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>First post!</title>
    <published>2007-03-01T03:00:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-01T03:00:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Long Way Around by Dixie Chicks</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="2"&gt;Hello anyone who may be bored enough to read this! I am completely useless when it comes to stuff like this, but I am going to try (don't expect too much variety or too many updates because life is . . . well life, ya know?).&amp;nbsp; I don't have much to say right now so that's it for me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;(I really only posted this so I would have something on my lonely, lonely journal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-JLM</content>
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