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  <title>boys with girls' hips</title>
  <subtitle>katie</subtitle>
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    <title>koff_koph_kough @ 2004-10-11T13:39:00</title>
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    <content type="html">i'm really lame.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:koff_koph_kough:2464</id>
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    <title>DAAAAAAMN.  MEGAN GOT IT GOIN ON.</title>
    <published>2004-09-06T01:17:41Z</published>
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    <content type="html">megan bruce is so hot.  i wish she would make out with me.  and i wish i get to see her more often than the few times i go up there each year.  i wish she would date me forever.</content>
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    <title>DAAAAAAMN.  ALLIE GOT IT GOIN ON</title>
    <published>2004-09-05T04:07:11Z</published>
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    <content type="html">damn.  allie nordman is so fucking hot.  and intelligent.  i wish she would let me make out with her.</content>
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    <title>koff_koph_kough @ 2004-09-03T02:36:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-03T06:53:15Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-11T17:38:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">music: bush tetras&lt;br /&gt;       can't be funky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left school early and walked to the library. came home and made a minor threat shirt using my amazing stenciling abilities(sarcasm, as if you didn't catch that. but, truthfully, they aren't that bad). i feel like it's eighth grade all over again, only this time it's real d.i.y.; not just some manufactured bullshit i would have bought then. actually, i probably wouldn't have bought it, just wished i did.</content>
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    <title>i really shouldn't have left</title>
    <published>2004-07-26T23:05:48Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-26T23:49:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">back in the states and totally exhausted. developed a slight head-cold just after arriving from dubai and preparing to leave beirut. only 2 hours of sleep and at 4 in the morning left my family again for another 2 years. excruciating pain and pressure for each flight and i landed in la with only the 2 hours of sleep i had had the 31(+) hours before. saw my dad and started sobbing into his shirt from not being able to breath through my nose and the pain in my ears. lack of proper rest had me feeling irritable and helpless. but now, thanks to lots and lots of pain killers and antibotics, i can finally sleep and breathe freely. and i realize i smell awful. arab style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truthfully, i didn't want to come back. life is too perfect there, too simple and complicated at the same time. israel sends bomb simulations over beirut and we continue to drink our coffee and play cards. &lt;br /&gt;nothing can touch us as long as we are together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the youth in asia begged me to return&lt;br /&gt;"i can't," i said. "this is too hard for me."&lt;br /&gt;"oh, but you must do it," said komatsu. "it is required."</content>
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    <title>koff_koph_kough @ 2004-07-17T15:24:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-17T12:27:20Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i went to a lebanese techno dance party. they gave out free beer, condoms, and mints. "if you're going to sleep around, at least be drunk, safe, and make sure you don't have rank breath."&lt;br /&gt;maybe this is why the arab countries hate lebanon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a really strange dream last night; i gave my old anti-flag shirt to iggy pop in shake it! because not only was it a record store but also a consignment shop and food court. he was under a pile of dresses and jumped out dancing. we ate chinese together and laughed about his career as dad on pete and pete. the dream ended with me driving past a taco bell with allie telling her all about it. now i've had two dreams that have had that ending. i think it's a sign.</content>
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    <title>i did not write that entry below</title>
    <published>2004-06-25T08:03:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-03T07:22:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">allie nordman, you are one crazy snatch.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:koff_koph_kough:369</id>
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    <title>Why you'd want to live here</title>
    <published>2004-06-22T04:15:00Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-22T04:15:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hi! I'm Katie Baxter! Right now, I am in LA being way too cool for you! I hang out with Al Burian and punk rock kids and go to shows and movies alone.  It's fun! When I get back, I will probably be too cool to hang out with Allie Nordman ever again.  She is not cool at all, and only has 3 scene points, which she earned at the Southgate House last year for some crazy antics, which she can tell you all about.  Thanks for getting to know me! XOXOXOX!</content>
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