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  <title>Old Habits Die Hard</title>
  <subtitle>...so hit back harder</subtitle>
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  <updated>2007-05-20T15:48:47Z</updated>
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    <title>broken_spindles @ 2007-05-20T11:48:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-20T15:48:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-20T15:48:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Where were you when I fell from grace?&lt;br /&gt;A frozen heart an empty space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something's changed and it's in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Please don't speak you'll only lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found treasure not where I thought&lt;br /&gt;Peace of mind can't be bought&lt;br /&gt;Still I believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hang on&lt;br /&gt;Suffer well&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's hard&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An angel led me when I was blind&lt;br /&gt;I said take me back I've changed my mind&lt;br /&gt;Now I believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the blackest room I was torn&lt;br /&gt;You called my name my love was born&lt;br /&gt;So I believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hang on&lt;br /&gt;Suffer well&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's hard&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to tell</content>
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    <title>Joy Electric - Monosynth</title>
    <published>2007-05-10T07:22:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-10T07:22:18Z</updated>
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    &lt;br&gt;with my monosynth</content>
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    <title>broken_spindles @ 2007-05-04T00:24:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-04T04:25:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-04T04:25:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">*insert witty entry here.*</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:broken_spindles:309251</id>
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    <title>Good Bible passages as of late.</title>
    <published>2007-01-16T00:23:51Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-16T00:23:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">NIV 1 Corinthians 1:18-31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the message of the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing, but to us who are being saved it is the power of God.&lt;br /&gt;19 For it is written: "I will destroy the wisdom of the wise; the intelligence of the intelligent I will frustrate."&lt;br /&gt;20 Where is the wise man? Where is the scholar? Where is the philosopher of this age? Has not God made foolish the wisdom of the world?&lt;br /&gt;21 For since in the wisdom of God the world through its wisdom did not know him, God was pleased through the foolishness of what was preached to save those who believe.&lt;br /&gt;22 Jews demand miraculous signs and Greeks look for wisdom,&lt;br /&gt;23 but we preach Christ crucified: a stumbling block to Jews and foolishness to Gentiles,&lt;br /&gt;24 but to those whom God has called, both Jews and Greeks, Christ the power of God and the wisdom of God.&lt;br /&gt;25 For the foolishness of God is wiser than man's wisdom, and the weakness of God is stronger than man's strength.&lt;br /&gt;26 Brothers, think of what you were when you were called. Not many of you were wise by human standards; not many were influential; not many were of noble birth.&lt;br /&gt;27 But God chose the foolish things of the world to shame the wise; God chose the weak things of the world to shame the strong.&lt;br /&gt;28 He chose the lowly things of this world and the despised things-- and the things that are not-- to nullify the things that are,&lt;br /&gt;29 so that no one may boast before him.&lt;br /&gt;30 It is because of him that you are in Christ Jesus, who has become for us wisdom from God-- that is, our righteousness, holiness and redemption.&lt;br /&gt;31 Therefore, as it is written: "Let him who boasts boast in the Lord."</content>
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    <title>broken_spindles @ 2007-01-15T18:09:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-15T23:10:33Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-15T23:10:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Faye: You're gonna take the entire world down with you... but why? That's insane.&lt;br /&gt;Vincent: You think so? Is there an indelible line dividing sanity from insanity... Or do they change, one into the other at the slightest change of events? We'll find out soon enough. If the world itself is insane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vincent: No one can draw a clear line between sane and insane. You move that line as you see fit for yourself. No one else can. You'll understand soon... that the one that's insane is this world. Do you want to come with me? The only ones left will be you and me.</content>
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    <title>nailed and screwed</title>
    <published>2007-01-09T05:58:55Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-09T05:58:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="ttp://www.pbfcomics.com/archive/PBF011AD-Angry_Hammer.jpg" alt="" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>broken_spindles @ 2006-11-29T17:16:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-29T21:16:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-29T21:16:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't fear death, I only fear that I will die before discovering life's meaning.</content>
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    <title>broken_spindles @ 2006-11-07T13:13:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-07T17:13:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-07T17:13:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Margaret, are you grieving &lt;br /&gt;   Over Goldengrove unleaving? &lt;br /&gt;   Leaves, like the things of man, you &lt;br /&gt;   With your fresh thoughts care for, can you? &lt;br /&gt;   Ah! as the heart grows older &lt;br /&gt;   It will come to such sights colder &lt;br /&gt;   By and by, nor spare a sigh &lt;br /&gt;   Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie; &lt;br /&gt;   And yet you &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; weep and know why. &lt;br /&gt;   Now no matter, child, the name: &lt;br /&gt;   Sorrow's springs are the same. &lt;br /&gt;   Nor mouth had, no nor mind, expressed &lt;br /&gt;   What héart héard of, ghóst guéssed: &lt;br /&gt;   It is the blight man was born for, &lt;br /&gt;   It is Margaret you mourn for.</content>
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    <title>oh, how much i love it.</title>
    <published>2006-09-08T05:35:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-08T05:35:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh God, it's raining&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not complaining&lt;br /&gt;It's filling me up&lt;br /&gt;With new life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Bring tears to my eyes&lt;br /&gt;They're lighting my way&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I haven't felt so alive&lt;br /&gt;In years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for a day&lt;br /&gt;On a day like today&lt;br /&gt;I'll get away from&lt;br /&gt;This constant debauchery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind in my hair&lt;br /&gt;Makes me so aware&lt;br /&gt;How good it is to live&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I haven't felt so alive&lt;br /&gt;In years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon&lt;br /&gt;Is shining in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Reminding me&lt;br /&gt;Of so many other nights&lt;br /&gt;But they're not like tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, it's raining&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not containing&lt;br /&gt;My pleasure at being&lt;br /&gt;So wet&lt;br /&gt;Here on my own&lt;br /&gt;All on my own&lt;br /&gt;How good it feels to be alone&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I haven't felt so alive&lt;br /&gt;In years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon&lt;br /&gt;Is shining in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Reminding me&lt;br /&gt;Of so many other nights&lt;br /&gt;When my eyes have been so red&lt;br /&gt;I've been mistaken for dead&lt;br /&gt;But not tonight</content>
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    <title>broken_spindles @ 2006-06-23T12:26:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-23T16:32:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-23T16:32:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I got a job! I got a job! I got a job! Jamesy got a fucking job!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooooooooooot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited. I got a job at Raising Cane's Chicken Fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even more so, I am one of the first 10 employees for the restaurant so I get to work at the Ackerman road/olentangy road restaurant. So, a lot of driving next month for me but oh well. Then work will only be 3 minutes away after that.</content>
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    <title>broken_spindles @ 2006-06-17T11:11:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-17T15:12:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-17T15:12:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just want everyone to know if you couldn't tell from my last post. I am falling in love with Depeche Mode and its pretty bad ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My summer is going great and I couldn't be happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone elses is going as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   -James&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Those with the most pride will certainly die.&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>broken_spindles @ 2006-06-17T00:33:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-17T04:33:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-17T04:33:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My little girl&lt;br /&gt;Drive anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Do what you want&lt;br /&gt;I don't care&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the hands of fate&lt;br /&gt;I hand myself&lt;br /&gt;Over on a plate&lt;br /&gt;Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh little girl&lt;br /&gt;There are times when I feel&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather not be&lt;br /&gt;The one behind the wheel&lt;br /&gt;Come&lt;br /&gt;Pull my strings&lt;br /&gt;Watch me move&lt;br /&gt;I do anything&lt;br /&gt;Please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet little girl&lt;br /&gt;I prefer&lt;br /&gt;You behind the wheel&lt;br /&gt;And me the passenger&lt;br /&gt;Drive&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours to keep&lt;br /&gt;Do what you want&lt;br /&gt;I'm going cheap&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're behind the wheel tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V4WqySjECZs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V4WqySjECZs&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>broken_spindles @ 2006-05-18T19:58:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-18T23:58:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-18T23:58:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Id_NxM5t-PM&amp;search=madonna-%20hung%20up"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Id_NxM5t-PM&amp;search=madonna-%20hung%20up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MrPoe886: well if your taking a liking to ying yang twins then you'll like this&lt;br /&gt;MrPoe886: &lt;a href="http://www.dirtysouthradio.com/"&gt;http://www.dirtysouthradio.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BuiltxThenxBurnt: oh fod&lt;br /&gt;BuiltxThenxBurnt: i'll pass.&lt;br /&gt;MrPoe886: haha&lt;br /&gt;MrPoe886: it basically plays all my favorite rap songs&lt;br /&gt;BuiltxThenxBurnt: tight&lt;br /&gt;BuiltxThenxBurnt: tighter than madonna's 48 year old cooter.&lt;br /&gt;MrPoe886: anything is tigher than that&lt;br /&gt;BuiltxThenxBurnt: basically&lt;br /&gt;BuiltxThenxBurnt: i parked my car in there last night.&lt;br /&gt;BuiltxThenxBurnt: i forget about that.&lt;br /&gt;MrPoe886: haha&lt;br /&gt;BuiltxThenxBurnt: i was like wait a minute, this isn't my garage. it's madonna's vagina.&lt;br /&gt;MrPoe886: its also a safehaven for illegal immigrants</content>
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    <title>kick some ass</title>
    <published>2006-05-17T02:21:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-17T02:21:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's in a situation like this where I must remind myself and yes, this is also one of those few situations where it is ok to think this. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Stop Thinking and Just Feel."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I know I just kind of contradicted myself but thats besides the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a pretty much unrelated noted, My last track race ever of high school is this saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys 3200m run 3:40 p.m. Whetstone High School, 4405 Scenic Drive, Columbus 43215&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put this up there because as I always say. I love it when people come and watch me run. So, I always tell people when and where I am running. So, yea here it is. I hope you all come.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                      -James</content>
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    <title>You said you'd like to beat me, I'd like to know how?</title>
    <published>2006-05-10T16:47:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-10T16:47:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mr. Ryan's voice</lj:music>
    <content type="html">James Castrillo: A look at a glance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days till the CCL meet and Prom with my favorite Lindsay Brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 days till my 19th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 days till the District meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 school days left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 days till regionals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 calendar days until graduation day (and the state track meet which is the main reason I am trying to skip graduation.) Yes, going and watching the state track meet is more important to me than going to my high school graduation. I don't get my diploma at the ceremony so it's pretty much pointless for me to go. I am leaving the second the ceremony ends if I have to go. Holler front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 calendar days till Brad gets the honorary changing of the guard from freshman to sophmore year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36 days(possibly) till my graduation party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 days till week long trip with kev, garrett, and 2 Em Jew to Julie's cabin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 days till (also possible) trip with my family to Nicaruga. We are going somewhere and I am really hoping we go so I can meet all of my cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 days (estimated) till first day of college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39 days till first day of summer training with the Robblers/ Big Mazungo project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38 days till I get my Roland SH 201 synthesizer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting a Job= T.B.D.&lt;br /&gt;Last track race of high school=T.B.D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote of the day: never ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, give up</content>
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    <title>broken_spindles @ 2006-05-07T13:44:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-07T17:44:25Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-07T17:44:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">You must be my lucky star&lt;br /&gt;’cause you shine on me wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;I just think of you and I start to glow&lt;br /&gt;And I need your light&lt;br /&gt;And baby you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starlight, starbright first star I see tonight&lt;br /&gt;Starlight, [starbright] make everything all right&lt;br /&gt;Starlight, starbright first star I see tonight&lt;br /&gt;Starlight, [starbright] yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be my lucky star&lt;br /&gt;’cause you make the darkness seem so far&lt;br /&gt;And when I’m lost you’ll be my guide&lt;br /&gt;I just turn around and you’re by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on shine your heavenly body tonight&lt;br /&gt;’cause I know you’re gonna make everything all right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be my lucky star&lt;br /&gt;But I’m the luckiest by far</content>
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    <title>broken_spindles @ 2006-05-03T14:27:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-03T18:29:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-03T18:29:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Basically, I think this might be the one of the "dirtiest" songs ever written. It's got such a sweet beat to it. But just take a second to read the lyrics m-m-m-m-m-y Sharona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh my little pretty one, pretty one. &lt;br /&gt;When you gonna give me some time, Sharona?&lt;br /&gt;Ooh you make my motor run, my motor run. &lt;br /&gt;Gun it comin' off the line Sharona&lt;br /&gt;Never gonna stop, give it up. &lt;br /&gt;Such a dirty mind. Always get it up for the touch&lt;br /&gt;of the younger kind. My my my i yi woo. M M M My Sharona...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come a little closer huh, ah will ya huh. &lt;br /&gt;Close enough to look in my eyes, Sharona.&lt;br /&gt;Keeping it a mystery gets to me&lt;br /&gt;Running down the length of my thighs, Sharona&lt;br /&gt;Never gonna stop, give it up. Such a dirty mind. &lt;br /&gt;Always get it up for the touch&lt;br /&gt;of the younger kind. My my my i yi woo. M M M My Sharona...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you gonna give it to me, give it to me. &lt;br /&gt;It is just a matter of time Sharona&lt;br /&gt;Is it just destiny, destiny? &lt;br /&gt;Or is it just a game in my mind, Sharona?&lt;br /&gt;Never gonna stop, give it up. &lt;br /&gt;Such a dirty mind. Always get it up for the touch&lt;br /&gt;of the younger kind. My my my i yi woo. M M M My Sharona... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmmmm.  nothing like getting it up for little girls. hahaha.</content>
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    <title>broken_spindles @ 2006-05-02T06:41:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-02T10:41:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-02T10:41:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Expecting nothing, still wanting more.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:broken_spindles:284011</id>
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    <title>broken_spindles @ 2006-04-27T19:50:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-28T00:07:13Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-28T00:07:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so basically, this has been the best day of my life for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, I was a little bit worried because I thought i might have another D or F in a class thus making me inelligible. As it turns out I am only failing math and the next lowest grades i have are all C+/B- so I am not eve close to bein inelligible. Phew, talk about a sign of relief.&lt;br /&gt;So we had a nice easy run today and I felt good. Me, Kev, and Garrett all ran together for the first time in God knows when. Garrett's knee was hurting him really bad but TA-DA! It felt better a few minutes into the run and then completely went away. So good for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I get home and I got like 2 pieces of mail from Otterbein. I thought it was from them saying how they need my deposit ASAP. I was wrong. I am getting $3,000 extra for being a student of color. I love my Grandfather more than life it self right now. I've been freaking out a little bit lately becuase I was going to have to take out a 2,500 dollar loan to help pay for some of my tuition. But now that I have that scholarship, I can go to college and have absolutely no loans to take out or anything I will have to pay back. God has truly blessed me on this one. I had been praying that he would help me to not worry so much about financial problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My total scholarships at Otterbein add up to 14,500 dollars a year or about $58,000 total. That is a rediculous amount of money. And even with all of that I still have to live at home. But because I got that extra 3,000 dollars I might be able to make enough money to live on campus my sophmore year. I was originally planning on having to wait till junior year to live somewhere. So basically I am super happy right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I went and turned in a job application at Robek's today. So hopefully I will have a job in the next few weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhh, 19 days left of school and then i am done!!</content>
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    <title>broken_spindles @ 2006-04-14T07:15:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-14T11:19:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-14T11:19:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So last night when I was praying at church I thought about how awesome the sacrifice that Jesus made for me was. I also was so greatful that I am able to know Jesus in the way that I do know him. I know I am not perfect in my relationship with him, but who is. Anyways, I began to think about how one loves Him so much that they really are "in love" with Christ. It became so overwhelming that I actually started crying in church over Christ's love for me. Let's just say that was one of the greatest things that has ever happened to me in my life. By and far. I wasn't hysterical crying like a little kid or anything but the tears were there. And afterwards I had a big smile on my face and it has made all the difference. This morning I am heading downtown for stations of the cross to remember Jesus and what he did for me the day he died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                  H a v e  a   g o o d   d a y  e v e r y o n e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  -James</content>
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    <title>broken_spindles @ 2006-04-12T14:28:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-12T18:34:56Z</published>
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    <content type="html">holy shit! the medicine i am on is kicking in amphetamine/crack style. I was up reading last night and finished a 300 page book. This morning I watch "Girl Next Door" and it wasnt even that bad of a movie until the end of it. Now i am bouncing off the walls like a mad man. Oh yea, thats right "this medicine may cause extreme excitability." did they give me a decongestant or crack?&lt;br /&gt;pisssss man, i need to go do something. dfj5230i4u293tgdfjgjd4i2er</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>broken_spindles @ 2006-04-12T13:36:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-12T17:37:51Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I'm ready to move on and there is really nothing else more I can say about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a fucking boy scout.</content>
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    <title>broken_spindles @ 2006-04-11T19:56:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-12T00:00:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-12T00:00:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've had dreams where I sleep with a different girl in a different world/My demons watch over me/They're upstairs/Go outside/Wave Goodbye to the moon in the pale-lit sky/This isn't happy/It's what it has to be/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hangs with the hell queen/She's faking her diet well/She's eating her own dreams/She's Burning/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it's over you're calling/When I'm sorry you'll juice/Cocoa Trash/Slip and slide/Take my burdens/Feel the Noose/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the bus/Lane to high/Hold the girl I love as the city dies/In hiding we've met our destiny/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rolled up bills in your coat/Breath the cocaine in from the glass to your nose/suck on your money and spit your purest creams/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So being sick is no fun at all. Hell Queen makes me happy though. I think his guitar is purposely out of tune when he is playing. At least it sounds out of tune to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my body sucks and it hurts a lot and i have some bronchitis stuff. the doctor says I can run, but my body hurts too much. I am missing the last day before spring break tomorrow. Oh well, I am not upset about it.I just want to feel better.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I think I am going to miss the  AR show tomorrow. As bad as I want to go, I just feel like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, for wasting your time with a rant about how i feel crappy. mother is watching American Idol, time for me to go.</content>
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    <title>broken_spindles @ 2006-04-10T08:31:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-10T12:34:56Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stop thinking,&lt;br /&gt;and just FEEL..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a sister trash love child, for real.&lt;br /&gt;She likes the boys in the band and she stands up front.&lt;br /&gt;No she don't care about the music she just wants to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;I think she looks real good,  black hair in the face.&lt;br /&gt;I think she's ready for love, just name the time and the place.</content>
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    <title>sfdsfgery353teegdfg</title>
    <published>2006-04-10T02:06:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-10T02:06:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">holy shit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck me in the motherfucking goat ass!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I graduate from high school in 7 weeks. Are you kidding me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That blows my mind, you have no idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom comes shooooorrrtly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night= car ride to remember with kevin, jessica, haidet, and myself. That was a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sick and not able to run really for the past 3 days. That makes me really angry. But I think I will be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon Bauer is a cool guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent all weekend with Kevin, that's interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally finished &lt;i&gt;Blue Like Jazz&lt;/i&gt; and it made me really really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*explodes in ball of happiness*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love warm weather.</content>
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