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  <title>Procrastination in its Raw Form</title>
  <subtitle>(Sure it feels good while you're doing it: Buuutttttt in the end......)</subtitle>
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    <name>mighty meg</name>
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  <updated>2007-01-05T02:53:44Z</updated>
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    <title>personality quiz.</title>
    <published>2007-01-05T02:53:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-05T02:53:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So a friend had a personality quiz, and i'm aaragorn from LOTR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tk421.net/character/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tk421.net/character/aragorn.jpg" width="191" height="233" style="border-color:#f8f8ff;" border="2" alt="Which Fantasy/SciFi Character Are You?" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mightymeg:53931</id>
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    <title>Welcome Back, LiveJournal.</title>
    <published>2006-07-19T01:17:44Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-19T01:17:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, I got a new computer in January... and I just got around to really getting it set up th eway I like it- including getting the live journal program for my desktop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's new with all you?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mightymeg:53599</id>
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    <title>woah, the horror.</title>
    <published>2005-10-04T01:51:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-04T01:51:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Stargazer Lily - CRUSH</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well hello! I've finally updated my livejournal email, so that now it will send to my regular email, not the one I only check every month or so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's not much new- other than I taught myself how to Crochet recently. The girl I work with rules, my boss sucks cause he's not even close to being based in reality. I missed lessherger's birthday cause I had a dumb weekend trip for work (and I'm not even sure if she got my email to her hotmail, cause I never heard back from her!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also can't go to any rabbit shows this fall because they all fall on weekends that the boss wanted to do "weekend trips" - so I decided to be an easy employee and say "well it's not that important, so lets do the trip"... *grumble* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark called me at 4AM last night- and we talked for an hour. I think he wants me to tell him to come here, give up Colorado, etc... but I'm so happy where I'm at- with life &amp; Derek. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I made myself read the "dear john" I wrote potpourri Pansy Pants about a year and a half ago- it still brought tears to my eyes, it was such a tough time for me and I really didn't need him in the mix of that either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if I might be at the point where I was able to be friends with him again- I miss who he is, but i also don't want to jeopardize anything I have going now, either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my sarie &amp; I wonder how her Luna Monster is doing lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa at home is Pregnant again.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;~Megan</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mightymeg:53401</id>
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    <title>holy september!</title>
    <published>2005-09-05T16:14:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-05T16:14:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Stargazer Lily - CRUSH (LISTEN TO THIS SONG!)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, a ton has gone on, and it's been about 10 months since I've written!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is moving on, and it feels really great. I'm so happy, enjoying everything.. And still waiting to move out so I can actually use my computer a little more! (Currently it's in my cellar, which can be a pain to use.. it's cold, it's not terribly comfortable... Just doesn't make me say "Hey, I want to spend hours on here talking to all my friends from home, school, abroad, etc.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently working as a Recreation Therapist in Ware. The kids are fun, sometimes they're brats, but in general it's an awesome job that they pay me to have a ton of fun- and from day one I had 3 weeks of paid vacation per year, and after 3 months I was able to get insurance that they pay 90% of cost!  Dislikes: It's in WARE!! And sometimes my boss can be obtuse. He has so much on his plate, often he expects us to be mind readers- or he cant' see the forrest through the trees, other times he think we must sit around with thumbs up our asses because on his days off he'll call in almost 2 hours after we've been there giving his ideas of what we should do with the kids that day- apparently we thinks we're so incompetant if he's not around, &amp; do NOTHING when he's not there. But maybe he's just used to employees who do that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "new guy" who has only been there since mid-July already put in his notice... Ah well. I maintain Mark would be perfect for this job (my friend from school who is currently finishing school in Colorado). But alas, that would create for a weird situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day &amp; I hope i'll be on here again sooN!,&lt;br /&gt;~Megan</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mightymeg:53036</id>
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    <title>holy crap, it's November!</title>
    <published>2004-11-05T02:23:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-05T02:24:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know..  Where have I been??   Wallowing in my own self-pity, wishing that father time would reach from his sofa for a potato chip and his fat ass would magically hit the "Fast Forward" button... But alas, this summer dragged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flipped out a couple times, actually turning Violent at one point.. But summer over- the internship from hell is a thing of the past.. I've gradumacated-!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dirt poor.. Stressing about everything... And finally starting to feel a burning desire to find someone to settle down with, but not just anyone- I want to find "him".. You know, the guy I'm going to stay up all night watching movies, playing games, or talking with- and never get bored (nor care how tired I'm going to be in the morning). Someone who'll want to go for walks with me to the park at random times of day, or go out and watch the stars come out as dusk falls.. Someone who will do something he hates just because he knows what it means to me (and someone I'd do the same for). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a little bit wooshy in my head about Potpouri though, but I'm fighting it as hard as I can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you sarah!&lt;br /&gt;~Me</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mightymeg:52832</id>
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    <title>Cunt potato salad.</title>
    <published>2004-08-08T01:27:14Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-08T01:27:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">IM messages I sent to my sister: (yes, we have the same mother... we just disown her when her polish side shows). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so you gotta hear this one!!!! I come down from showering, and YOUR MOTHER basically lectures me on my tea water boiling over- and how NOW she can't use the front burner because of all this water- from me.......  I try to explain to her that I was RIGHT THERE when it started to boil, and it did NOT boil over.. It's a whistler cap so you hear it before it has a chance to make a mess!!.  She starts giving her bullshit guilt crap, like I'm lying about it or something... I flat out say to her "Yeah, because this is something I obviously need to lie about"... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well I just went and cleaned up the water- It's FUCKING COLD, not even ROOM TEMPERATURE!...  so it's from the GOD-DAMN-FUCKING potatos she's boiling to make Potato Salad! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; the fucking Cunt was trying to blame me for her fucking mess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YARG!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mightymeg:52522</id>
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    <title>This is my results from a test that less posted. :) ILU Less</title>
    <published>2004-05-05T21:42:56Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-05T21:42:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" style="margin: 5px; border: 1px solid #FF0000; padding: 5px; font: 10pt arial, verdana, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;; color: #000000; background-color: #ffffff;"&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #ffccff; font: 12pt arial, verdana, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;;"&gt;&lt;td colspan="3" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your &lt;a href="http://www.theferrett.com/purity"&gt;Ultimate Purity Score&lt;/a&gt; Is... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: #FF0000; border-bottom-style: solid;" width="125"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Category&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: #FF0000; border-bottom-style: solid;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Score&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="padding: 4px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: #FF0000; border-bottom-style: solid;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Average&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top; font-weight: bold;" width="125"&gt;Self-Lovin'&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;70%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Explored the pleasures of the flesh&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="vertical-align: top; font-weight: bold"&gt;65.1%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top; font-weight: bold;" width="125"&gt;Shamelessness&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;85.7%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Has yet to see self in mirror&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="vertical-align: top; font-weight: bold"&gt;79.4%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top; font-weight: bold;" width="125"&gt;Sex Drive&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;94.7%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Pope is envious&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top; font-weight: bold"&gt;77.8%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top; font-weight: bold;" width="125"&gt;Straightness&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;41.1%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Done the nasty, but not creatively&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="vertical-align: top; font-weight: bold"&gt;44.9%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr style="background-color: #ffffcc;"&gt; &lt;td style="vertical-align: top; font-weight: bold;" width="125"&gt;Gayness&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;100%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="vertical-align: top; font-weight: bold;"&gt;83.6%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top; font-weight: bold;" width="125"&gt;Fucking Sick&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;94.7%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Refreshingly normal&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="vertical-align: top; font-weight: bold;"&gt;90%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="background-color: #ffffcc; vertical-align: top; font: 12pt arial, verdana, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;; font-weight: bold;"&gt;
    &lt;td colspan="3" style="vertical-align: top; font: 12pt arial, verdana, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;; font-weight: bold; padding: 12px; text-align: center;"&gt;You are 78.52% pure&lt;br&gt;Average Score: 72.7%&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td colspan="3"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theferrett.com/purity"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take The Ultimate Purity Test&lt;br&gt;and see how you match up!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mightymeg:52302</id>
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    <title>Last Karaoke Night in Machias.. ???</title>
    <published>2004-04-30T04:17:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-30T04:17:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tonight may have been my last Karaoke night up at UMM... I'm hopeful that next week some of the crew will get together again and we can all have fun wailing out the tunes then.. but who knows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great night for my self-esteem.. a Townie was telling me that I was the hottest girl there (which I was trying to ignore him cause he was kinda sketchy),,,,  "Super Ted" (a local legend) asked if I remembered him from a party two weeks ago, which I did- I told him I was much more sober tonight, he said it didn't matter 'cause I was still cute...   then C'Mac (MacGuire) was going to buy me a drink... it was a great ending for my UMM experience, if there ever has to be one.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to miss parts of UMM..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Megan</content>
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    <title>IS MTV's "The Real World" Ready for Scottie Too Hottie?</title>
    <published>2004-04-22T04:08:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-22T04:08:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">UMM's Resident "Special Soul"....   applying for a position on MTV's "The Real World"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll have to see it to believe it!  (Make sure you use the bathroom first, to avoid messing your pants). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stoove.com/scottie2hottie.wmv"&gt;http://www.stoove.com/scottie2hottie.wmv&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mightymeg:51150</id>
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    <title>Sports Methods Paper.</title>
    <published>2004-03-03T00:58:37Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-03T00:58:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have a paper due tomorrow for my Sports Methods class (a 200 level Rec class..). It's not hard, and I've done 4/5 of it- but my roommate is here and whenever she's around often times my concentration is stifled. She hasn't been driving me AS nuts as before.. but she still does need to get some common sense and a brain.. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;~Megan</content>
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    <title>69 Days Left!</title>
    <published>2004-03-01T00:31:13Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-01T00:31:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">69 Days till Graduation! Woot!!.. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just found out that "The Asshole" has livejournal... I wonder if the prick has found my journal.. ;)</content>
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    <title>Quiz from Steak N' Cheese</title>
    <published>2004-02-28T16:13:07Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-28T16:13:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;table style="color: black; background: #eeeeee" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; Advanced Big 30 Personality Test Results&lt;br&gt; &lt;table style="color: black; background: #dddddd" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Sociability&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt;|||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Gregariousness&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt;|||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;46%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Assertiveness&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt;|||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Activity Level&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt;|||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;42%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Excitement-Seeking&lt;/td&gt; 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    <title>Misc. Ramblings number #576</title>
    <published>2004-02-28T06:12:55Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-28T06:12:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hi. I know I haven't written in a while. I'm sorry. Life has been busy, but also it gets me slightly down from time to time. And of course It's me, so I over-analyse things to hell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to write a rant about Umass Guy. *sigh* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to him tonight- We're just friends.. I have already accepted this- years ago.. We've talked here or there about getting together and grabbing lunch just to see each other again. We always agree. Tonight was no different, I again bring up this subject- saying "Even if it's 20 years from now, we still need to have lunch sometime"..    he agrees, then springs on me "I'd really love to see your pretty face again"..  I reply " hah..  I would say the same, but.. It would only be a tease.. because to think it would be to entertain other ideas... "  he asks "such as?"..   and I just said "haha.. come on, you knew how much I liked you.. ". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then asks if we're sure this isn't just an unhealthy obsession for both of us.. What is that supposed to mean?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the guy that I've previously written about where I stated that I did not believe in love at first site, but that is exactly what I felt for him.. he just had so much of a soul behind his eyes.. and when he looked at me I could see how pure it was. .... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Right now I can't deal with anything.. I have too much on my mind with my schoolwork/graduating, and my family at home..... Let's not forget Potpouri Pansy Pants too- I'm so fucking stuck on that boy it's not funny.... and now this? the second of only two guys I've ever been IN love with ever admitting to his infatuation? ... *sigh* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the reason I was/am so stuck on Potpouri Pansy Pants is that, though it never got to the "in love" point in our relationship- I knew that the potential was there for him and I...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that right now the only thing I need is a good coddling. Coddle- not Cuddle. I need someone to take me in their arms so I can cry in them like an adolescent girl in her fathers arms. My worries are great, and my stress is high.. And I just need to feel unconditional loving arms around me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Megan</content>
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    <title>current favorite quote of the night</title>
    <published>2004-02-08T04:49:21Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-08T04:49:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"that doesn't apply, she's already attractive" -Shane</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mightymeg:49546</id>
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    <title>Rough Draft of a letter that I will probably never send (to an asshole Prof)</title>
    <published>2004-01-22T04:34:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-22T04:34:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">summing up:&lt;br /&gt;the story is that I received two "homework" type papers back from the asshole today- on one of them it said something about how listening in class would have helped me do it better (even though the assignment was done fine- it was just with practicing letters for draft sheets).. and the second page had written on it "Let's do a complete job without the jokes and attitude for the next couple weeks at least please" .. I was rip-shit-  First, He didn't even say anything to Amanda,.. She got off scot free from him- and her and I feed off each other in class.. but any "jokes" we make in class have perfect relevance to the subject matter and simply help lighten the mood of class instead of making it mundane and boring. PLUS, I Have NO CLUE where this "attitude" is supposedly coming from.. I have not given him ANY attitude- I actually thought I was on his good side and just "joking around" with him.. ?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think everything else can be gathered from the letter... this is a complete ROUGH DRAFT that may not even be sent.. but who knows.. I plan on documenting more thoroughly his comment made to me in front of class - just in case anything comes about of it later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care,&lt;br /&gt;~MEgan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize if in any way my "attitude" or jokes have offended or upset you- in fact I never intended nor realized that my actions were being interpreted as attitude. Thank you for bringing it to my attention- I will do my best to bite my tongue with my quips and curb this un-intended apparent disrespect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to say that I wish you would have come to me personally on the matter- rather than commenting about it on unrelated homework assignments- a simple "please see me after class" would have sufficed. It was hard for me to realize my comments met you with ill-feelings when they were also met from you by a chuckle or smile- and I never would have continued with any of them if I had realized they caused you insult. I have also brought this to the attention of Amanda- and we will both try to suppress ourselves in class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did want to make one comment though- Last Wednesday, January 14th- in Sports Methods class we were talking about Sporting Event Memorabilia. I brought up the foam fingers that can be purchased at many venues- I thought it had perfect relevance to class but perhaps this was one of the "jokes" that met you inappropriately since you replied me while addressing the class with "I've got a finger I'd like to show you" ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking Forward to a good semester,&lt;br /&gt;~Megan</content>
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    <title>Ode to my love</title>
    <published>2004-01-14T18:08:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-14T18:08:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">SaRiEmOnStER: These messages would seem so much cooler if I was wasted, and in the dorm room, with you across the room recieving and them and just laughing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SaRiEmOnStER: and remember me stealing cereal and you stealing fruit and oatmeal.  In the morning when I have a bowl of lucky charms, I usually think of you, and how you laughed when I stole the cafes lucky charms.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>The universe will have its way - to powerful to master</title>
    <published>2003-12-15T04:52:16Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-15T04:52:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm surviving. That's what it feels like this semester- Surviving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't have a great living relationship with my roommate- but at least we don't fight. She's very blonde, and very narcissistic. My friend Jeremy thinks she's very pretty- but I really can't understand why anyone would. (I found this out the other day when I was venting about her and how she's not all that pretty.. He didn't agree, but did understand about the rest and said that's why he'd never want to date her..) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Jeremy- It's getting katty up here. Sabrina- who wants everyone- still likes him (but I hear supposedly is over his roommate, Joe). Jeremy does not like Sabrina, and has gone far enough to have called her psychotic when talking about her (on two occasions). You ask how I fit into this? Jeremy and I are great friends- he rules. We spend a lot of time together, we go to the Cafe together, we go to school functions like Movies and programs together- all PLATONICALLY.  Sabrina knows I have no interest in him, and Jeremy knows this too- I'm not sure how he feels about me though.. but my end is clear and in the open. I love him to pieces though, just the same. Anyway- Sabrina has gotten katty and apparently thinks I'm trying to get in Jeremy's pants.. My favorite quote of today was when I told Jeremy he needed to stay away from trouble causing girls- he said "that's why I lock my door and only let you and Joe in".. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also PO'ed at the "pansy" back at home. I was sick with a cold (or maybe a mild case of the flu? I'm not quite so sure..) I was doped up on meds and wrote a reply to an email he wrote me.. You could obviously tell I was a little woozy when I was writing it, plus I even specifically said so. He knew I was sick.. I ended it with asking him to please reply to help me "procrastinate"- and even had 2 or 3 questions I posed which needed replies to. He doesn't reply. It was the last straw- so when (or should I say IF) he writes and asks to see the movie over my break like we had planned- I may just let all hell break loose. I'm sick of this bullshit- I am a friend, and I deserve to be treated as such. If you couldn't tell, the story is much deeper than that.. ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm going to go. I have less than 3.5 days until I am on the road home. I have three classes to attend, 2 finals to take, and one term paper to revise... (Plus 2 Psycho workout sessions with Amanda). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'Night World,&lt;br /&gt;~Megan</content>
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    <title>Joan.</title>
    <published>2003-12-02T23:16:55Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-02T23:16:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Songs I'm cutting lyrics from for subjectlines in emails to hint things to a guy who is trying to play games with my head..</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, I definitely caught something while I was home for the week. I have a bad cough, an annoying headache, swollen glands, and major sleepiness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back up to school after break, I really didn't want to make the trip. I'm so sick of the immature mentality up here... It's such a small area, that it's harder to get away from it and find real &amp; worthwhile people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been talking to a blast from the past that I probably shouldn't be... but I'll save that for a future "Friends viewing only" entry.  I just know that he has the power to destroy me, though he would never purposefully do so. Still- do I risk the pain?    stay tuned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran into Joan at lunch today.. I've never spoken of her in here. She's a really awesome gal. She lives on my floor- and we chit-chat here or there in passing, and sometimes we'll sit together at lunch. On one of our luncheons at the Cafe, I had mentioned randomly about wanting to acquire a Bowdoin college decal for my car... Yes, I know I don't go to Bowdoin, but somehow that school has always captured my curiosity- even though I've never even done research on, visited, or applied to the school. When she's at home, she lives close by the school- and during Thanksgiving break she picked me up a sticker- Even cooler than one I would have ever picked out for myself. I just thought it was very nice and I appreciated it emmensely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another really awesome thing- Amanda... I think I've mentioned her- She's "The Valedictorian" I may have mentioned negatively from time to time.. Her and I have become fairly close this semester. We both are in countdown mode until we are out of here, and we are working out Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Last month Amanda was in a funk- I didn't know it, but she was down and just wanting to be done with school and home. She told me she had made a list- Pros and Cons of why she wanted to stay here at school. Though among other things, She listed Me.. She also listed 2 other people- and stated to me after naming them, that any single one of the 3 names she put on the list would have been enough reason for her to stick it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I made it on her list, but it's meaningful to me, nonetheless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Amanda is much like the Mel situation.. When I first met Mel I couldn't stand her. Mel Drove me crazy at first.. but then I grew to understand her, and out of that understanding grew appreciation and love.. and where would I be today without my Melissa?? My best friend, my honorary sister...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;~Megan</content>
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    <title>Tony Roy</title>
    <published>2003-11-19T01:39:06Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-19T01:39:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Heh, I cut this out of an email I sent, because it was the amusing  tidbit for the day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight they had an Auction for some form of Charity (Though I Thought it was just going for Greek Council..)  I paid the highest price and bought Tony Roy for $15.. :)  he came with a dinner- it was a sandwich, juice drink, and a cookie.. hehe. It's silly. He's cool shit- He wasn't even supposed to be up for bid, but at the last minute someone yelled "Get Tony Up there!" and he did.. I outbid this kid Joe- who bid $10.. I kinda like Joe- but that's another story. :)   Anyway- Tony has a GF, and I just thought it was Amusing.. but he rules, so I had to bid. :)</content>
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    <title>post note</title>
    <published>2003-11-08T04:06:00Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-08T04:06:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Post note about my keys in my pocket last night.. NO i drove NO WHERE... Jeremy drove Sabrina and I to Katie's house in my car... so I had the keys in my pocket after he returned them.. not to worry- Meggy mo is not a dumbass.. (well....  not that much of one, at least)</content>
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    <title>Last night's away msg</title>
    <published>2003-11-08T04:01:18Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-08T04:01:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So last night I had an away msg up that seemed to gain a lot of comments.. go me.  It stemmed from a comment about a gathering. Jeremy was supposed to go, and then was backing out last minute (I think it was when he found out Sabrina was going- I think she scares him). Anyway, I was telling him he had to go... Joe sneaks on his computer and randomly says (as Jeremy) that it would take road head for him to agree to go.. (yeah, on a 5 minute trip?) ... so this was my away:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If It takes road head- Then it takes Road Head........ Guess someone'll have to take one for the team. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fav response to it was from Andy back at home- He simply said: "if only more girls were like meggy mo".. LOL he's great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got completely shit faced last night... Very very shit faced. Unbelievably shit faced.. Wow. I think it was probably the worst I've been in public.. I always have to change into my PJ's, and usually I want to take a shower before I hit the hay.... last night I slept in my clothes and I had my car keys still in my pocket.. Go me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarie- I'm really worried about the messages you left me last night though.. Just know I'm always here and I'm always loving you. Nothing will ever change the way I feel about you.. and looking back on the good times we spent.. I really miss coming home to you as my roommate.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to hand in a take home test by 9PM tonight.. It's something I should have been working on for a week- but that paper I had due Tuesday really had me through a loop.. I gave the test a couple hours last night (before I got trashed), and more time this afternoon after my hangover left.. (no headache, just a protesting stomach). Amanda came over and we just randomly procrastinated together. Ah well. The point of that story is just that my leg muscles feel like they need to be stretched, so I lost my momentum on it because I wanted to run around the building.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we finished, Amanda &amp; I caught part of the movie matinee on campus- they were playing Goonies and Ferris Buelers Day Off. (sp?).  Which reminds me- what songs do Save Ferris play?.. I forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm going to go sleep...  having a shit load of al in your system really does a damper on the REM sleep.......  I hope the kid doesn't stop in after my shower when I'm all ugly looking.. I don't like people seeing me ugly.. hmph. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night world,&lt;br /&gt;~Megan</content>
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    <title>Rant.</title>
    <published>2003-11-03T02:19:01Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-03T02:19:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I hate guys.. I hate my roommate.. I hate 12 page papers that are due in 36 hours and you have no motivation to get you past writing page 1.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever invented Procrastination needs to DIE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note- I think my cold is gone.. (mostly).. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Sarie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I may end up applying for a Single in the Spring- I'm going to have a lot of work to do for the classes I'm taking, and seeing as I really dislike my roommate now, I think it'd be better all around.. Unless I can get my roommate to move out, and have her let Sabrina move in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I really should get crackin' on my paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to all,&lt;br /&gt;~Megan</content>
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    <title>Im not sure if I get this- since the only person I get candy from is the one who never uses her LJ. :)</title>
    <published>2003-11-01T20:00:25Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-01T20:00:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="0" style="border: 1px black solid; width: 90%"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.corknut.org/toys/trickortreat/"&gt;My LiveJournal Trick-or-Treat Haul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px black dotted"&gt;mightymeg goes trick-or-treating, dressed up as Zany Youth Bowler.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/sweet412vixen/"&gt;sweet412vixen&lt;/a&gt; gives you 1 purple grapefruit-flavoured pieces of bubblegum.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px black dotted"&gt;mightymeg ends up with 1 pieces of candy.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;form action="http://www.corknut.org/toys/trickortreat/index.cgi" method="post"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center"&gt;Go trick-or-treating! Username: &lt;input type="text" name="username" size="10"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Let&amp;#39;s Go!"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: xx-small; text-align: center"&gt;Another fun meme brought to you by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/rfreebern/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;rfreebern&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>roommate troubles</title>
    <published>2003-11-01T16:43:31Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-01T16:43:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Can I have a new roommate? She's blonde &amp; annoying.. She's not mean, but she's not nice- She's very self-serving, Always about what others can do for her... If asked she may do something in return, but never does it dawn on her that she could be a warm-hearted person and ask here or there if she can be of any service. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's lied to her mom a few times- including when her mom sent her a $50 money order because she was going to go on a trip to "southern Maine to see her sister at USM".. however, ends up that she really was going down there to see a Cock she's after- who doesn't seem to show any reciprication of her feelings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cold is annoying. It's been here for a while, and it needs to go away. I don't rightly feel rotten, I just have a lot of congestion, sometimes sinus headaches.... and the last two days I've had more green snots than usual..  I better not be getting a sinus infection!! I've never had one, but I don't want to start now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was Sabrina's 21st B-day. I took her to the townie bar. It was fun, A townie asked me to dance, but he was definitely redneck so I eluded that I was "WITH" Sabrina. She liked a hand ful of guys in there, and wanted them.. but she has no balls. The hottie I spied &amp; wanted left around Midnight. Sabrina and I got mini shot glasses- plus they were throwing some T-Shirts and I snagged a JD one- Intended for her... Almost snagged a second for me, &amp; had the majority of the shirt, but 2 other people had a hold, too... and because I had gotten one already I gave it up.. :(   Sabrina said I had already bought her drinks, so it was mine for my B-day.. I'm torn about what to do.... because I want it, but I think she should have it.. bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm going to go.. I'm kinda hungry.. &amp; I think once I eat I'm going to go back to sleep. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care,&lt;br /&gt;~Megan</content>
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    <title>Holy Green Snots, Batman!</title>
    <published>2003-10-30T14:01:10Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-30T14:01:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I hope this stupid coldy thing goes away... I still keep going to class though.. heh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spreading illness wherever I go!</content>
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