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  <title>Just your average coyot</title>
  <subtitle>Arr</subtitle>
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  <updated>2009-09-27T21:28:38Z</updated>
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    <title>giving a helping paw</title>
    <published>2009-09-27T21:28:38Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-27T21:28:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So this weekend I decided to help my local Barony with inventory day.  Got up early, put on my thinking cap and eager tail and set off to count. Then it hit me, why just show up, I'll bring breakfast, donuts, muffins, cinneminniebuns and such. One drive later, ah hahaha, I was with my scadian friends, opening boxes and sorting things out.  We were done a lot sooner then everyone thought, a full day of inventory done in 2 hours.  They brought up talking over food, which sadly I had no money left.  But to my surprise they offered to buy, now that was a big bowl of win^_^  Working with friends then good food, you can't beat that.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grymthepirate:7906</id>
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    <title>the wheels a rollin'</title>
    <published>2009-09-24T16:08:55Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-24T16:08:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So last week I ended up being invited to an sca event nearby, meaning I had to clear up plans to go to an event in Virginia, but it was worth it. I got to see friends from other events, help those that needed help, and watch people fight and laugh. The furry fandom is nice, but too cliche sometimes, not many open arms unless it is to try and yiff ya. But the SCA is open, and supportive, a group worthy of being called a family. So anyways I met this nice trans at the end, we talked, helped cleaned up and then took off to pagan pride, since I didn't know about it or get to go, and it was almost over, I still loved it, a perfect way to end the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided after the event to start being part of the local groups, and headed over to a baronial meeting/fighter practice. I was welcomed with open arms, even from people I only saw at the last event. And now I have more connections to work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait til the next event ^_^</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grymthepirate:7495</id>
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    <title>all your yarr is belong to us</title>
    <published>2009-09-15T20:02:14Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-15T20:02:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So this year Pennsic War was a blast, got to join the group I wanted for the last 7 years, and now one of the leading members.  Long story short the house fractured and my good friend Quinten needed the extra paws to help rebuild, and Ol' Grym here was in no mood to turn down a good friend, that and a said good friend with booze and a place to sleep none the less.  It helped me get a good kicking into my lazy tail and I never felt better, working, and dancing, and drumming the whole two weeks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm stuck in a rut, war's over, what now?  I's figure why end it there, dust off the old bow set, shine up the armor and really dive head first into the whole "socializing" shpeel. Well to show up with no bag of tricks would make me into a sorry yote for sure, that's when it hit me like a sack full of babies, why not pick up some skills, learning dance, crafts and such, things to do and/or talk about while out and mingling.  I got the idea from the years of playing table top rpg's with my bucko's in Ohio, something to occupy me noggin while my mouth jabbered on to my chums like a flippidie floppidy fish, cast my cares and worries into a net and boot them over the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I finally got an upperhand on my worse foe, myself.  There he was whispering and cackling, saying foul things as usual and I say, hay now, none of that trash on my deck and let him have twin barrels of tough love to his chest.  So from now on, no bellyaching for my past mistakes for this salty dog, the sails are light and the wind is soon to pick up, forgive and forget are my choice of drink, no more sorrow for this pirate's wine chalice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there we are, the black dog is not so black anymore, dark as the devils heart but not as poisoned(let's out a deep laugh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all me breathren still fighting yer own inner pirates, just keep the chin up and cutlasses sharp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink deep, drink often and drink with Grym</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grymthepirate:7292</id>
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    <title>grymthepirate @ 2009-04-28T02:26:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-28T06:29:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-28T06:29:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So if you're wondering what happened to me of late, I ended up moving down to North Carolina to go to school, work as an CNA, and help take care of my grandmother. Weeeelll about college, that ended up in utter failure.  When my Grandmother died, I couldn't afford the increased rent and college payments, and on top of still not finding work, I had to drop out.  Things haven't been going well for met since October of last year.  Lost my job, moved down here to be told I have to take my nurse's aid classes all over again just to work and I don't have the money for them.  I tried to make new friends down here, but having a life long disorder that affects social skills on top of 21 years of living in the middle of no where with no neighbors, going out and being social isn't that easy.  I've been out of the house twice since I moved, for two SCA events I could afford to go to, the rest of the time I have been in my house, I guess my aspergers has been getting worse without having friends to help me get out.  I say this to anyone who is reading, just be lucky you do not have such a problem, and for those who have a similar health problem, I feel your pain and you understand what it's like up in your noggin.  Also I am depressed about my weight gain.  3 years ago I met the most wonderful girl I ever met, she lit a spark in my heart that gave me enough strength to get in shape and improve myself, after months of exercise I was down to a 29 from a 48 waist.  I didn't tell her til later, and I don't think she understands how much she meant to me at the time.  I made the mistake of telling her one day, on bended knee, which was to say i was nervous enough as is, no one had ever shown any attraction to me.  Well as I looked up at her face she told me she liked me but not in that way, my heart was broken, but I figured since I truly did care for her, friends for the rest of my days would be better then not having her.  Sadly I feel like I lost my heart since then, like I am not worthy of love.  but back to the present, now I have to file for bankruptcy, I haven't had the need to go out and have fun, and still I haven't found work, and no one to just be with.  Sigh, it seems when it rains it pours.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grymthepirate:7046</id>
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    <title>ding I lvled *flash of gold, FF music plays in the background, it begins to rain skittles*</title>
    <published>2009-01-07T12:46:57Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-07T12:46:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>my chemical romance</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, finally I'm going back to school, to the college right down the street from me.  I can't wait.  I'll be going 4 days a week, some twice a day.  I'm going for the prerequisite classes first, then I'll choose my major in the fall.  So if you haven't heard from me since last we talked, I'm doing good.  If any of my Midrealm or NEOfur friends read this, I still think of you all fondly and often, I truly miss you all, but this is something I have been putting off for a very long time.  But that just means heading back to my old stomping grounds for cons will be that much more epic.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grymthepirate:6828</id>
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    <title>been awhile hasn't it</title>
    <published>2009-01-01T22:01:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-01T22:01:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well first off I moved out of my parents house to live with my father.  Then I'm about to start college for nursing this spring.  ooo And I have wireless, woot.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grymthepirate:6639</id>
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    <title>Trading in My Hearth Stone</title>
    <published>2008-07-10T11:57:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-10T11:57:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well looks like I'm moving to Girard pretty soon</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grymthepirate:6361</id>
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    <title>EPIC FAILURE</title>
    <published>2008-06-04T20:08:09Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-04T20:08:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well I tried to have a get together, had 20 people tell me that they would show up, so Missa and me bought over 100$ worth of food(she gave 20) and drinks,  I was so excited that I didn't sleep the night before.  We took 3-4 hours setting up food, drinks, seats, games, etc.  And when the time can and passed, only 1 person showed up.  Wow, that was ubber failure.  Well next year we are setting up a con at a hotel, this year was free, next year will have the regular costs of room, register and all that jazz</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grymthepirate:6038</id>
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    <title>Grym just gained a lvl, ding!</title>
    <published>2008-03-25T03:55:25Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-25T03:55:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, of late I have reached a new level of awareness.  I have realized that the suffering that I have felt is not caused by the outside world, but I create it myself.  Even if events in a day do not work out, it is I who let them bring me down, not the events themselves.  Also I realize that true happiness is from inside.  I still enjoy things, but I do not and will not suffer if I don't have them.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grymthepirate:5832</id>
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    <title>severe dehydration sucks</title>
    <published>2008-03-07T09:03:58Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-07T09:03:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I got the flu the week before Valentines day and I got to spend the 5 days at home throwing up bile.  Turns out that my body was expelling fluid faster then I could put in, I didn't eat the whole time, couldn't keep it down.  The last day I was getting ready for work and my arms and legs started to free up and I collapsed in the bathroom.  Called work and told them I was going to the ER.  Around that time my throat started to close up and could barely breath.  It wasn't fun at all.  But the part I hated the most was all I could think about was calling my friends and telling them how much I care.  But my stupid throat(and mother) were no good.  My hands were paralyzed every 2-3 minutes.  I wasn't afraid of death, just the thought of not telling my friends and loved one's goodbye.  And if Akira is reading this, I don't hate you, I just needed to stand on my own.  Your nice and all, but you get depressing at times.  I've noticed I have empathic qualities and pick up people's moods, which suck if around large groups of people.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if anything like that happens again, let it be known that I died bravely and thinking only of my "family"</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grymthepirate:5570</id>
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    <title>A moment of silence for love one's lost</title>
    <published>2008-03-07T08:55:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-07T08:55:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well it's official, Mythril's dead :(. I keep seeing and hearing my cat's spirit. And I'm not the only one in the house who has seen my ghostly friend.  I have also seen my dog Rusty, who died 4 years ago.  He has stopped visiting me, I think he has departed to the next life. I will miss him so, he was like a son to me.(but better looking)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grymthepirate:5265</id>
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    <title>Been awhile</title>
    <published>2008-03-07T08:43:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-07T08:43:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">let's see, I been working out a the gym of late, that or at work.  voco is in alot of trouble, pratically living off the streets.  I got 2 letters about my icon.  Finnally other yote's notice me and it's for the wrong reason.  So I did the honorable thing and took it down.  Now if only my conbadge will load right.  You think after a year of having a journal I would have met more furs.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grymthepirate:5106</id>
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    <title>I'm back</title>
    <published>2007-11-15T18:57:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-15T18:57:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So alot has happened since I last wrote.  First I met a fur named Voco, he is a good friend.  Sadly he moved to the other side of US, that seems to happen to all my friends.  Then I got out of my old Pennsic house for a house in Texas.  They adopted me:P Then I found out some of my friends were ignoring me when I called, Akira and his house got angry at voco for him answering me when he was visiting.  Calling me the biggist emo they know, maybe they haven't met Tomkit yet, so under the advice of a truely good friend and mentor, I have cut ties with all negative people in my life, and the wolfess I've made friends with I'm going to just stay friends.  Another sad note, my cat has been gone for some time now, I think he's dead.  But a positive note I've finally found a group to train for pennsic with.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grymthepirate:4733</id>
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    <title>Mr. Coyot very sad</title>
    <published>2007-03-07T14:27:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-07T14:27:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, finally got my computer back, again.  Sent it in this time for a virus scan, and it was pretty messed up.  Well the retards there decided not to check to see if all the files were ok.  I get my computer back, connect to the internet and my pc restarts itself, again. sigh.  So I system restore my pc for the file, luckly it works, but now my wow file is corrupt and needs repaired.  All the while my friends are easily passing my characters by in levels.   It would be nice to play more then once every 1-2 months.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grymthepirate:4571</id>
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    <title>I begin again</title>
    <published>2007-02-21T16:53:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-21T16:53:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well long story short, to fix my pc, I need to reinstall abunch of programs, meaning I need to either transfer or lose abunch of files.  Knowing it will take less time, I just had the neccessary files saved.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grymthepirate:4225</id>
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    <title>LOOKING FOR WOW PLAYERS ON EARTHENRING OR GOREFIEND!</title>
    <published>2007-02-19T08:34:40Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-19T08:34:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">looking for players, if any readining this on Earthenring to adventure/level with, or on horde side Gorefiend.&lt;br /&gt;EarthenRing&lt;br /&gt;lvl42 human warrior Magetta, lvl20  daerani paladin Myalee, &lt;br /&gt;Gorefiend&lt;br /&gt;lvl46 orc warrior Akayu, lvl19+ orc warlock Aeko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just reply here or whisper me if you see me.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grymthepirate:4029</id>
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    <title>HAZZAH!</title>
    <published>2007-02-19T08:31:17Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-19T08:31:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, I've been working at my new job now for over 2 weeks.  It's not bad, midnites are usually slow, not much happens.  A plus is I can go online when I'm not busy, which is good since my pc is getting fixed.(haven't had it for the last week.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't gotten to play dnd for awhile, but that's ok, more time to do other things(like work:P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonite I discovered my feet/ground totem(chakra), it's a gazelle.  Going to research it more, meditate on it and see what I learn.  Still looking for shaman teachers, least one's that I can get to or they to more on a regular basis.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grymthepirate:3609</id>
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    <title>And the cycle O' stuff begins anew</title>
    <published>2007-02-13T12:56:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-13T12:56:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Had to get my phone, internet and computer fixed, so if you haven't heard from me, sorry bout that</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grymthepirate:3453</id>
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    <title>New job,New Places</title>
    <published>2007-02-01T08:47:06Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-01T08:47:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well if you haven't heard from me it's because I (1-got into an accident and wasn't able to travel for about a week, and 2 have a new job which I work midnights.) For all interested, yes I did pass my STNA test and am now recognized by the state of Ohio as an State Tested Nursing Assistant.  The good new is I now have a AIM (Grymthepirate25) feel free to drop a  &lt;br /&gt;line if I'm on.  Trying to learn more about shamanism and promoting growth on a spiritual level for myself.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grymthepirate:3189</id>
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    <title>about me, if your interested, a story I wish to share</title>
    <published>2007-01-04T05:29:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-04T05:29:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>passion-kingom hearts 2</lj:music>
    <content type="html">HOW I CAME TO BE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm just living a dream that i'll never wake up from"-Spike Spigel(Cowboy bebop)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	This is a recording, so that others years from now will know who I was, what I went through, and what fate I was destined to follow. I speak of only what I know and of no tales, the truth is more important and so is the perspective of which I tell if from.  Do not judge any of the people in this story without truly knowing them.  On that note I will continue....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	  "I was born on a cold January night,  2 minutes before midnight.  My family was happy for my arrival, and I had 2 loving parents.  From that day til I was five, I lived contently with my Mother and Father, spending time with my mother's parents, Grandpa Best, and Grandma Best, who we lovingly called "Grandma Bigboss".  I moved at least 4 3 times that I know of and made friends with the children who lived near me quite easily.  Live was good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	"My Grandparents loved me, and visited me often, my Grandfather would go fishing and camping with my Father and me, treating my dad  like he was one of his own blood, which he had many children.  Unknowingly, Grandpa Best taught me at an early age several virtues that would follow me all my life.  His love for nature and kind spirit followed me and became part of me even after his death, which sadly was only 5 years after I was born.  Still, I continued on, barely knowing him since I was so little when he was alive.  I learned tales of magick and folktales from my family, .secrets and legends that strengthened my thirst for the truth. My  Grandma's friends coming over to read her tarot, which I would always be there listening,I would pick up the reading of oracle cards years later. At an early age I would dress as knights with my cousins and act out our own imagined plays, fighting dragons, and saving the day for the people. Black note of that year was my grandfathers death in a car accident and my divorce of my  parents after his death, my father leaving for the Navy, and me staying with my Mother.  My life was torn and I cried."&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;	"Most people who loses a father or mother to divorce never hear from them again, either because they do not want to talk to their parent or because the parent wants nothing to do with the child.  My father was different.  Even after he left, he kept in constant contact with me and my mother, doing anything he could to help, always sending cards and words of encouragement and love to me.  I even got to spend a great deal of time with him over the years even to this day.  His love and Patience created a bond that I never could believe be possible."  My mother and me lived happily together, having alot of personality traits that we shared and she did her best to take care of me by herself."	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	"Going to public school was both a Blessing and a Curse.  I learned much and gained wisdom that later on I could reflect on, while at the same time I was an outcast from my peers, beaten and spat upon  for my non-violent nature and open heart were unique in my early age.  While other kids were cruel and hypocrites, I learned to maintain my anger and negativity and focus it to productive and positive outlets, like art and music.  I would draw of strange monsters and brave warriors that I have no idea where the images came from except my own imagination.  I sang and played percussion and brass up to my senior year.  I also  found my first love, reading, which I did alot by myself, since I didn't have friends to play with. The books were a way for me to feel truly free in this world,  later I started to play role playing games with my friends years later and still do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	"My only friends up to my last years of middle-school was few and the only constant companions in my life were my cousins, which I saw almost every weekend.  No matter my flaws, they loved me for who I was and am.  I knew no others outside my kin that showed my such love.  After years of being bullied and picked on by my classmates, I slowly slipped into depression.  My mother, and my new Step-father thought it no byproduct of being spit on and kicked on a weekly basis, saying  it was signs of  ADD which I was diagnosed with, and at the  advice of my "Therapist" I was forced to take several drugs til I was 18.  We found out I did not have ADD, but the damage was already done and it was too late, I could no longer draw or write my fantastic creatures or landscapes or write wondrous stories to cheer myself up, a side effect of the combination of the drugs final act of cruel fate.  I slipped further and further into depression, the only light in my life were my friends and my dreams of being a knight.  My last year I was given a vision of a white dragon symbolizing a Knight of some sort.  3Years later I met my first pennsic war teacher, a strange but kind teacher whose symbol was a white dragon.  I thought nothing of it at first."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	"From my friends, I learned compassion, mercy, and how to care for others.  My father told me, "I could do anything as long as I set my mind to it", while my mother and My mother and stepfather taught me how to make an honest living and hard work pays off.  My grandma was caring, merciful, and always there for me.  Because of them I could see hope in the world, and how we all have burdens, but together we could win the day if only we try.  At the age of 17 in October, My dear Grandma Bigboss passed away.  I was heartbroken again and became numb.  My last year of high school was the toughest, for that year people looked at me not in anger, hate, and cruel remarks, but in pity.  My emotional scars were so deep I did not recognize this and almost didn't graduate because of self-hate and apathy.  The only motivation for my Diploma was that I didn't have to go to school anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	more to come</content>
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    <title>Been a long time, hasn't it</title>
    <published>2006-11-29T03:58:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-29T03:58:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well if you haven't heard from me, it's cuz of 3 reasons.  1, my cell phone was out of minutes and the battery was dead. 2, No money to go anywhere. And 3, lately I've been busy with getting ready to take my STNA test.  sorry to not have called or writton to anyone lately, but I've been so tangled up in mundania to come out in play.  Well the she-wolf thing really didn't work out as I thought.  She cares, but is only a friend.  Oh well, happens to everyone I suppose.  I finally enter the furry fandom officially, and you know, I have mixed feelings already.  I like other furs, but it seems like I just don't have the best luck.  Pounced is nice, but really haven't met anyone yet.  And for some reason I'm having problems trying to download any kind of IM.</content>
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    <title>Been a long time, hasn't it</title>
    <published>2006-11-29T03:57:55Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Well if you haven't heard from me, it's cuz of 3 reasons.  1, my cell phon was out of minutes and the battery was dead. 2, No money to go anywhere. And 3, lately I've been busy with getting ready to take my STNA test.  sorry to not have called or writton to anyone lately, but I've been so tangled up in mundania to come out in play.  Well the she-wolf thing really didn't work out as I thought.  She cares, but is only a friend.  Oh well, happens to everyone I suppose.  I finally enter the furry fandom officially, and you know, I have mixed feelings already.  I like other furs, but it seems like I just don't have the best luck.  Pounced is nice, but really haven't met anyone yet.  And for some reason I'm having problems trying to download any kind of IM.</content>
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    <title>Looking for others to meet at Pennsic</title>
    <published>2006-11-13T02:44:18Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I'm looking for fellow Scadians in the North East Ohio area to spend pre-war with.</content>
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    <title>Hurts too much to laugh</title>
    <published>2006-11-06T06:16:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-06T06:16:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well  if you haven't heard or seen me in some times it's cuz of jury duty and more clients for work.  And on top of that I am at my all time personal low(self esteem wise)  I don't want to hear what I should or can do to improve myself, I'm alot more sensible or intelligent for that, I really just want someone to talk with.  And I DON'T CARE ABOUT SUPERFICIAL THINGS LIKE GAMES, THEY ARE FUN BUT THERE ARE MORE IMPORTANT THINGS IN THE WORLD.  I just want a pack that I can feel welcome and feel that I can be myself with.  I am more spiritual then mundane and a little tired of everyone's "I can't share anything I know cuz it's super-important and secretive crap".  GET OVER YOURSELVES!</content>
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    <title>WoW card game</title>
    <published>2006-11-04T04:32:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-04T04:32:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>my cat purring(not a song)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well the World of Warcraft card game finally came out, and if anyone near the Youngstown area didn't get to buy any because they were sold out, well sorry I bought a good amount from 4 of the Gamestops in the area.  What can I say, I'm a cardmonger :P</content>
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