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  <title>la la la lolita</title>
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  <updated>2008-01-07T23:53:49Z</updated>
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    <title>Oh yes...</title>
    <published>2008-01-07T23:53:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-07T23:53:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have a few new goals for myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I start Bally's on Wednesday......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I am quitting drinking. After this weekend, no more fucking boozer nights. I don't like making an ass out of myself, regardless if it's my birthday or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm not hanging out with anyone for the next two weeks. I'm over caring about people, caring about things that aren't important, and I've noticed that people just get in my way of actually doing things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many nights have I spent with him when I could've been doing other shit? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, thanks.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bust_it:50602</id>
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    <title>Oh lordie...</title>
    <published>2007-12-30T11:14:27Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-30T11:14:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I began work a little over a week ago at a high-end fetish shop in the nice part of the city. Basically, it's insane working there and I've learned so much interesting stuff. Plus, I've grown as a person in that short stint of time... try saying with an honest face that this latex rubber gag with the penis attachment is top of the line and can endure only the most extreme situations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think this will be a great job to document.... starting, now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I get a call from a man. Conversation goes as this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freak: I have a sort of embarrassing question... is there any male staff available? &lt;br /&gt;Me: No, sorry, only females here today, but I would be more than happy to answer any questions you may have.&lt;br /&gt;Freak: Um, well... I was at the doctor's and he put his finger up to check my prostate gland, and I came. Then I got hard right afterwards. He said it wasn't normal, is it?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well, it's a common reaction. Is there anything I can help you with?&lt;br /&gt;Freak: I can't figure out how to achieve that same feeling... are there any toys to do that?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Are you able to go onto a computer? We have an extensive website...&lt;br /&gt;Freak: No, sorry. He just like put his finger up there with a little condom...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Um, okay. We have the Aneros....&lt;br /&gt;Freak: How is that designed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I pass it off to my co-worker who is a neurotic Irish spinster and has a filthier mouth than the bottom of the Charles River... she gives him some information and quickly rushes off the phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neurotic: That was a fucking jerk-off prank call. The motherfucker was fucking jerking his goddamn dick off to our voices. Ain't that some fucking shit? N****R shit if you ask me... (she's also a blatant racist, spouting off that word in an almost hourly routine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh jesus..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;needless to say, I ran outside with the quickness of a fox and searched for the nearest comfort food available... only to find a bottle of patron that the owner had left for me (she's a crazy but amazingly awesome lady)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man walks in, looks a little sketched... like keeps running around, thumbing through all the latex and rubber clothing. Long-story, short: he ends up buying $1,340 worth of latex gimp wear... this being a photo of a full ensemble for you newbs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://store.erosboutique.com/mm5/graphics/00000001/catsuit_mens_sk2075.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He couldn't keep eye contact, he let me up-sale him, he wanted complete discretion, and he was pacey. Oh, I love love love submissive men. They're so weird. As for the dominating "masters" that come in, fuck off. When I say,"if there's anything I can help you with today?" don't be a dick and say,"If I need help, I'll talk to you." in your sheepishly condescending way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, there's my rant for the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I win the lottery, he'll marry me. I think I need to start playing.</content>
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    <title>Dear lover:</title>
    <published>2007-12-12T07:50:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-12T07:50:20Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">After this weekend in Vegas, I've realized something: you're breaking the barriers that three ex-boyfriends so meticulously created. Knowing that there's someone out there who has been familiar since the moment I laid eyes on your smile, really gives me the feeling of belonging and warmth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for tonight, I sleep alone, but I know I have a whole lot to look forward to when I know that I have you.</content>
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    <title>Mama, where's your little daughter?</title>
    <published>2007-09-17T15:32:22Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-17T15:32:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Ramones</lj:music>
    <content type="html">First rule is: The laws of Germany&lt;br /&gt;Second rule is: Be nice to mommy&lt;br /&gt;Third rule is: Don't talk to commies&lt;br /&gt;Fourth rule is: Eat kosher salamis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working in a bar ages you approx an extra year per month. People tend to push every insecurity you have, and create new ones. I've never been a lesbian, nor have I ever really had a strong desire to become one, but for some reason when normal girls get wasted they come to me for affection and attention. I'm nice so I let them invade my personal space, but I'm not comfortable with it at all. How do you tell the bride-to-be of a 14 person bachelorette party that you're not okay with her using you as a stripper pole? ergh. I need a real job again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the place that I live now. It's quiet. Lots of time for reflecting and studying, less distractions from the city. Such as him. I miss him, but it's probably for the best that we become separated by a larger mass. People around here are quite nosy and talkative, which I know I enjoy. Makes me feel like I'm back home, or at least home, and to have that in Massachusetts is a feat in it's own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep having vivid dreams of negative things. Such as my car having a boot on it, my good friend coming in and yelling at me, having sex with G.O.B. from Arrested Development... actually, that was pretty amusing, but uncomfortable nonetheless. I guess I have a lot of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do men promise you things and talk a big game? Don't they know that if they just shut up and never said those things, we wouldn't have such high expectations? Don't tell me you want me to stay in Mass if you don't plan on having me in your life. Don't tell me we're a dysfunctional but perfect for each other couple if you can't commit to discussing our problems. Don't promise me you'll wait for me, when you don't. I'm great at being non-commital, just don't pretend like we'll be more if we won't. That's when you involve emotions. That's when you hurt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I haven't updated in 12 weeks, I just sometimes need someone to listen and not tell me what their opinion is. Support from a blank screen is sometimes much more comforting than that of a face with impatience and concern. Thank you, dear computer.</content>
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    <title>bust_it @ 2007-05-13T21:11:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-14T01:14:27Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-14T01:14:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I hate maturing. I hate looking back and seeing all the mistakes even more. I'm sorry world.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bust_it:49346</id>
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    <title>bust_it @ 2007-02-17T23:35:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-18T04:35:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-18T04:35:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">update: there were two wine glasses in the bag. One is shattered. how amazingly brillant and fitting.</content>
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    <title>he loves me from my hair-follicles down to my toes</title>
    <published>2006-08-24T04:17:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-24T04:17:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>law &amp; order</lj:music>
    <content type="html">: 70 Questions to End the Summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;mhmm!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you hate more than 3 ppl?&lt;br /&gt;i hate most of everyone, honestly. but not in that "i hate you" way, more of the,"I hate that you're not catering to my every move, so I'll just hate you out of convenience" way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How many houses have you lived in?&lt;br /&gt;7? or more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your favorite candy bar?&lt;br /&gt;Milky Way Dark Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What are your favorite shoes?&lt;br /&gt;black Vans / Adidas Dragons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever tripped someone?&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaha I LOVE TRIPPING THE KIDS AT WORK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What was your favorite summer trip this year?&lt;br /&gt;jeez, i didn't have any. maybe worcester for gorilla biscuits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you own a Britney Spears CD?&lt;br /&gt;nope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you ever thrown up in public?&lt;br /&gt;one time i projectile-vomited ice cream and sprite. tasted so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Name someone that's ALWAYS on your mind.&lt;br /&gt;nicholas forti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is your favorite music genre?&lt;br /&gt;hardcore / punk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your sign?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.signstealers.com/sentin/signs00001.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What time were you born?&lt;br /&gt;1am ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you like beer?&lt;br /&gt;nah guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Have you ever made a prank call?&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha obv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What is the most embarrassing CD you own?&lt;br /&gt;umm either All-American Rejects or Ta.Tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Are you sarcastic?&lt;br /&gt;obv. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is your favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;red/black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How many watches do you own?&lt;br /&gt;0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Summer or Winter?&lt;br /&gt;summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Spring or fall?&lt;br /&gt;fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What is your favorite color to wear?&lt;br /&gt;black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Pepsi or Sprite?&lt;br /&gt;pepsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What color is your cell phone?&lt;br /&gt;pinky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Where's your second home?&lt;br /&gt;franciscan's children's hospitale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Have you ever slapped someone?&lt;br /&gt;i'm all too familiar with slapping peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Have you ever had a cavity?&lt;br /&gt;mhm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. How many lamps are in your bedroom ?&lt;br /&gt;three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. How many video games do you own?&lt;br /&gt;a few&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What was your first pet?&lt;br /&gt;el stupido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Have you ever had braces?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Do looks matter?&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you use Chapstick?&lt;br /&gt;mac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. American Eagle or Abercrombie?&lt;br /&gt;Abercrombie!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Are you considered gangster?&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. How many children do you want?&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you own something from Hot Topic?&lt;br /&gt;yA d00dz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What is your favorite breakfast?&lt;br /&gt;crepes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Do you own a gun?&lt;br /&gt;fortunately, i don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. What was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;in the process of eating ramen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, when beb cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What did you do last night?&lt;br /&gt;painted and hung with scott / audrena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. When was the last time you went to Olive Garden?&lt;br /&gt;with lisa and nick in natick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Have you ever called your teacher mom?&lt;br /&gt;uhhh.. nah d00d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. What are your nicknames?&lt;br /&gt;t-bone, topshelf, t-dizzle, too laa roo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Do you know anyone named Bertha?&lt;br /&gt;oh god no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Have you ever been to Kentucky?&lt;br /&gt;ya, lived within 10 minutes of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Do you own something from Banana Republic?&lt;br /&gt;tonz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Are you thinking about somebody right now?&lt;br /&gt;he's on the phone next to me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Have you ever called someone Boo?&lt;br /&gt;i call people boo all the time. i work with minorities, duhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Do you smoke?&lt;br /&gt;ya d00d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Do you own a diamond ring?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i did.. then i threw it in the middle of the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Are you happy with your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;happy enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Do you dye your hair?&lt;br /&gt;not anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Does anyone like you?&lt;br /&gt;mhmmz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Who's your best friend(s)?&lt;br /&gt;manda, amanda, and audrena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. What were you doing May of 1994?&lt;br /&gt;probably shaking my pom-poms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Do you own a Backstreet Boys CD?&lt;br /&gt;nah d00d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. McDonald's or Wendy's?&lt;br /&gt;wendy's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Do you like yourself?&lt;br /&gt;sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Are you closer to your mother or father?&lt;br /&gt;mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Favorite feature(s) of the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;eyes, smile, eyes, smile, heart, eyes, smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Are you afraid of the dark?&lt;br /&gt;nah guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Have you ever eaten paste?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha the two things that i thought were this question, really wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Do you have a webcam?&lt;br /&gt;nope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Have you ever stripped?&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha yeah... drunkenly, for my d00d. and he about died, physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. What are you looking forward to the most this week?&lt;br /&gt;unpacking.</content>
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    <title>bust_it @ 2006-07-20T20:50:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-21T00:50:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-21T00:50:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>guns n roses - in my head</lj:music>
    <content type="html">==the day you met==&lt;br /&gt;your mood before seeing them:&lt;br /&gt;So, so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who introduced you:&lt;br /&gt;we introduced ourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where you first saw them:&lt;br /&gt;at a mental hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what you noticed first:&lt;br /&gt;hi eyezzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what they noticed first:&lt;br /&gt;probably my crazy good stylez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your first impression of them:&lt;br /&gt;"hahaha.. he's a nerd."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their first impression of you:&lt;br /&gt;"she's gonna be the end of me." (this is pretty one-sided).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first thing they said in your presence:&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.. probably telling a kid to stop masturbating through his pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kind of person you thought they were:&lt;br /&gt;a totally sweet nerdario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from 1-10 [10 being highest likelihood], how much of a chance you thought you had with them:&lt;br /&gt;1. I was on the ends of a stupid one-sided relationship, and didn't even notice the subtleness of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==relationship firsts==&lt;br /&gt;first hand-holding [where took place / who initiated it]:&lt;br /&gt;umm, i think i grabbed his hand when we were at a bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first hug [where took place / who initiated it]:&lt;br /&gt;at work, and more than likely me.. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==the most [blank] thing you guys have done==&lt;br /&gt;romantic:&lt;br /&gt;stared at each other for a retardedly long time, just smiling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinky:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaha... impersonated our clients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet:&lt;br /&gt;play scrabble together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life-altering:&lt;br /&gt;anytime he hugs me, it's life-altering. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;immature:&lt;br /&gt;cuddled while watching,"Are You Afraid of the Dark?" dvds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mature:&lt;br /&gt;had some children... umm.. fuck, i don't know. Sync'd our schedules?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==who is more [blank] in your relationship==&lt;br /&gt;horny: hahahaha me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;romantic: even&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sensitive: nick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shy: nick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attractive: me, obv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intelligent: him... fucking psychoanalyst b.s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spiritual: eeeeh.. neither?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humorous: hahahahaha me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;messy: me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confused: me! I win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==rate the following about your partner 1-10==&lt;br /&gt;eyes: 10!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lips: 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ears: n/a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jawline: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hair: 6... what can i say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hands: 7...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arms/elbows: 9, they pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tummy: 8! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bewbies / pecs: 10! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;butt: 50... it's purrrfffect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;legs: 7... he has big thighs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feet: 6... they're tiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==what [blank] makes you think about your partner==&lt;br /&gt;song: Dramarama - Anything, Anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie: Arrested Development ( so sue me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food: ramen ( I agree, Arianne)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;household appliance: air conditioner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;book: anything by David Sedaris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kind of dance: hahahahahahahahaha... if i could find a photo of Gob doing the chicken dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;season: spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;type of tree: weeping willow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;animal: a raptor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flower: a blood orchid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==which [blank] of your partner's do you like the best==&lt;br /&gt;article of clothing: hmm.. probably his button-ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jewelry Item: my man's no homo. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite band: hmm... probably not The Who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friend: I'm in love with Ralph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==do you [blank] in your partner's presence?==&lt;br /&gt;fart: hahahaha no.. i'll run out of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;burp: def.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cry: def.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep: fuck yeah! that's all we get to do in between work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eat: I scarf down as much as possible.</content>
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    <title>bust_it @ 2006-07-13T11:54:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-13T15:54:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-13T15:54:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't understand it, and I don't think I ever will. You think you're so cold and distant from humanity that you could never love again. Nothing can break that ice that's developed. Then you meet someone that isn't necessarily them, or could be the exact opposite of them, and it creeps up on you like the boogeyman. There you are, in a whirlwind of lust, awkwardness, and morning breath, and you notice something different about yourself. It might take you days of staring into the mirror and seeing nothing change except maybe a new blemish due to wanting to look beautiful 24 hours a day and not washing your make-up off before bed, but you see it. It's that moment of awknowledging that you're warm again... POW! Everyone else could see it, but you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm personally scared because I see myself caring so much for him, but at the current moment it seems reciprocated. I've never felt this before, or if I have it's been so long that I forgot the feeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never cared about me the way he does, and you'll never feel the heart that I give him, because you care too much for yourself to allow others in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Texas.</content>
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    <title>bust_it @ 2006-07-10T21:56:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-11T01:56:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-11T01:56:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The Email I received today, that made it a little more tolerable Monday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive the group email...you are hearing from me either because I&lt;br /&gt;photographed your typographic tattoo for my book, "BODY TYPE: Intimate&lt;br /&gt;Messages Etched in Flesh" or you are the photographer/tattoo artist who gave&lt;br /&gt;me permission to use your photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I am so excited to tell you that BODY TYPE is coming soon! BODY&lt;br /&gt;TYPE is a beautifully produced and handsome hardcover full color book (and&lt;br /&gt;very affordable)...it is the very first book ever done on typographic&lt;br /&gt;tattoos... It is published by Abrams, with very high production standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping that since you are IN the book you will want at least one copy,&lt;br /&gt;since (with a few exceptions) almost all the photos are full-page and look&lt;br /&gt;gorgeous. (Some of you are pictured several times in the book, depending on&lt;br /&gt;the number of typographic tattoos I shot).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BODY TYPE will be available in September. For now, you can join its MySpace&lt;br /&gt;page as a friend if you are on Myspace, or, if you are not, it is free and&lt;br /&gt;easy to join. Here is where you can view the book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/bodytypeintimatemessage"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/bodytypeintimatemessage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the Abrams catalog page:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hnabooks.com/index.php/d///0810970503/"&gt;http://www.hnabooks.com/index.php/d///0810970503/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also find it on Amazon for the amazingly low price of $12.77 but&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE DON'T PRE-ORDER IT YET because if you wait until it is actually&lt;br /&gt;available, more people will be ordering at once and it will give the book a&lt;br /&gt;higher rating on Amazon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Please feel free to let your friends know about the book, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise I will email you again to let you know when...meanwhile I just&lt;br /&gt;wanted to give you a heads up because I am so proud of the book and hope you&lt;br /&gt;will be excited about being in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ina Saltz"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I'm in a relationship now. With a sane and normal guy. It's been an amazing whirlwind.We're both happy and content and spend approx. 16 hours together per day. I know, I have that evil personality where I hate being around someone for more than 5 hours usually, but... with him I don't mind it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room is very hot, due to someone taking out my a/c. thanks whoever did that.</content>
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    <title>bust_it @ 2006-05-07T22:56:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-08T02:56:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-08T02:56:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>la la la la like they wanna hold hands.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">aj just almost ran me over. it was a scene from a movie.... my movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm walking home from work, gabbing on the phone... taking my dare with death by passing through a green light intersection.. when a car  runs the red light and almost plows me over.. i have enough reaction time to throw my hands up and realize they're stopped and frantically waving at me... it's aj. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have more love for you right now than anyone in this world (besides amie bianco.)</content>
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    <title>bust_it @ 2006-05-07T11:30:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-07T15:30:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-07T15:30:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>soft cell - sex dwarf</lj:music>
    <content type="html">awkward boys... starting to  become my favorite. especially the ones with pretty eyes who sing hank williams "mind your own business."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mindin' other people's business seems to be high-toned &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got all that i can do just to mind my own &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you mind your own business &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(mind your own business) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you mind your own business, you'll stay busy all the time. "</content>
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    <title>bust_it @ 2006-05-05T23:38:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-06T03:38:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-06T03:38:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>street dogs - back to the world</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today I took three of my teenage girl clients on a walk to Harrell's ice cream. Got to see a lot of familiar faces that I haven't seen for a while. It was a lot of fun, then I had a great time the rest of work. I love my job. It might be stressful but it's killer playing all day long. I walked home and talked the Andy. Then came home to an empty house to find my Dior earrings in the mail, and gave myself a dermabrasion... after that I'm listening to Street Dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I say this..... perfect day?</content>
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    <title>my musical taste is retarded.</title>
    <published>2006-04-12T22:07:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-12T22:07:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hotfreelayouts.com/music.php?vid=14221582"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00000272D.01.MZZZZZZZ.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hotfreelayouts.com/music.php?vid=14221582"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B000002P6G.01.MZZZZZZZ.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hotfreelayouts.com/music.php?vid=14221582"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B000002GYI.01.MZZZZZZZ.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hotfreelayouts.com/music.php?vid=14221582"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B000000TBE.01.MZZZZZZZ.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hotfreelayouts.com/music.php?vid=14221582"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B000000TAL.01.MZZZZZZZ.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hotfreelayouts.com/music.php?vid=14221582"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B000005WM9.01.MZZZZZZZ.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hotfreelayouts.com/music.php?vid=14221582"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B0002B163W.01.MZZZZZZZ.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hotfreelayouts.com/music.php?vid=14221582"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B000000TB0.01.MZZZZZZZ.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hotfreelayouts.com/music.php?vid=14221582"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00008BLA3.01.MZZZZZZZ.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hotfreelayouts.com/music.php?vid=14221582"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B000BI0QNC.01.MZZZZZZZ.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hotfreelayouts.com/music.php?vid=14221582"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B000005FNS.01.MZZZZZZZ.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hotfreelayouts.com/music.php?vid=14221582"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>bust_it @ 2006-03-31T03:45:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-31T08:45:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-31T08:45:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font class="std_font"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stab my back&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's better when I bleed for you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You walk on me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never was enough to do&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>bust_it @ 2006-03-30T17:37:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-30T22:38:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-30T22:38:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">everyone, meet Betsy... she's the new frankenstein girl that has taken up a sublet residency on my hand for the time being:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v601/bust_it/053995d2.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <title>bust_it @ 2006-03-02T22:39:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-03T03:40:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-03T03:40:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;table background="#FFFFFF" border="0" style="border: 1px solid black;" width="450"&gt;&amp;lt;td align="center"&amp;gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;Tristyn --&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;font size="+1"&gt;[adjective]:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banshee-like
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a style="color: #FF0000;" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=83"&gt;'How will you be defined in the dictionary?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com" style="color: #FF0000;"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>bust_it @ 2004-08-10T21:06:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-11T01:06:39Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-05T18:57:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt; &lt;b&gt;neo-freudians only.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/center&gt;</content>
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