<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:35:55.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i am the killer</title><subtitle type='html'>- nothing can change to ever make it right - </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-111873353936510908</id><published>2005-06-14T03:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T03:18:59.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>its 3:18am</title><content type='html'>i am bored as FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;gabe just came back.&lt;br /&gt;they are gone to climb a roof, will come get me in an hour.&lt;br /&gt;an hour eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. the boredom continues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KJYRQUIWYRILWHFLIsyLFUHSLIFHGSLIFY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-111873353936510908?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/111873353936510908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=111873353936510908' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111873353936510908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111873353936510908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-318am.html' title='its 3:18am'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-111782133898159132</id><published>2005-06-03T13:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T13:55:38.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>281</title><content type='html'>last night i went to the 281 with cass and manda...&lt;br /&gt;oh man!!! naked men!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i saw the biggest penis i have ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;seriously!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRAZY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-111782133898159132?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/111782133898159132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=111782133898159132' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111782133898159132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111782133898159132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/06/281.html' title='281'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-111769209917878648</id><published>2005-06-02T01:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T02:01:39.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bored?</title><content type='html'>ya this post will be useless.&lt;br /&gt;i don't post as often anymore, but that is due to a lack of INTERESTING things happening in my STUPID LIFE. ya it's pretty damned boring right now... except!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday i will be seeing the LOVELY maam holly at FOUFS for her's and lena's birthday... oh what fun THAT shall be ;) drunken good times to be had by ALL!!! and maybe my dream will FINALLY come true and holly will ask me to MARRY her!!!! oh my. we shall have to see!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday should also be QUITE entertaining, as lena is having a party at her place... hmmm.... HMMMM... more drunken good times?!?! and more HOLLY! oh my. i am a LUCKY one this weekend... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so turns out this post wasn't so useless, because it made me very excited about the weekend. now if you'll excuse me, time to wash the dye out of my hair!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-111769209917878648?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/111769209917878648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=111769209917878648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111769209917878648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111769209917878648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/06/bored.html' title='bored?'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-111678568788923448</id><published>2005-05-22T14:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T14:14:47.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>alcohol</title><content type='html'>i was drunk the past 4 nights in a row now.&lt;br /&gt;and im feeling slightly retarded.&lt;br /&gt;so, i believe it's time for a break!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-111678568788923448?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/111678568788923448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=111678568788923448' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111678568788923448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111678568788923448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/05/alcohol.html' title='alcohol'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-111639362467502580</id><published>2005-05-18T01:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T01:20:24.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'>insomnia...</title><content type='html'>so i can't sleep! again!&lt;br /&gt;well maybe it's because i don't try.&lt;br /&gt;i feel somewhat tired.&lt;br /&gt;i just don't know anymore.&lt;br /&gt;things have been really weird lately.&lt;br /&gt;and confusing.&lt;br /&gt;i feel as if i am just going through motions.&lt;br /&gt;days are meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my friends :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-111639362467502580?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/111639362467502580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=111639362467502580' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111639362467502580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111639362467502580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/05/insomnia.html' title='insomnia...'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-111517255491710979</id><published>2005-05-03T22:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T22:09:14.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>makin' a porn...</title><content type='html'>so i am directing/producing a &lt;strong&gt;porn&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;no one takes me seriously, but i am &lt;strong&gt;serious&lt;/strong&gt; goddamnit!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hopefully we'll get enough people to make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interested? let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-111517255491710979?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/111517255491710979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=111517255491710979' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111517255491710979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111517255491710979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/05/makin-porn.html' title='makin&apos; a porn...'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-111491753323217068</id><published>2005-04-30T23:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T23:20:54.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'>danger! danger! high voltage. when we touch. when we kiss.</title><content type='html'>k. so last night, cass and i went to foufs&lt;br /&gt;and popped some e.&lt;br /&gt;let me tell YOU, it was a damn good time!&lt;br /&gt;not what i expected...&lt;br /&gt;cause i wasn't all uber horney and talkative.&lt;br /&gt;and wanting to be touched every 5 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;but it was still fun.&lt;br /&gt;i danced and it felt amazing.&lt;br /&gt;and hugs were pretty cool too. but not from everyone.&lt;br /&gt;we were pretty fucked up. rad.&lt;br /&gt;cass was halarious. always smiling a BIG smile.&lt;br /&gt;also, saw this guy mark i know from around.&lt;br /&gt;and found out he has a BOYFRIEND!&lt;br /&gt;it was sooo hot though.&lt;br /&gt;THEY were hot.&lt;br /&gt;and they danced with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-111491753323217068?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/111491753323217068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=111491753323217068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111491753323217068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111491753323217068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/04/danger-danger-high-voltage-when-we.html' title='danger! danger! high voltage. when we touch. when we kiss.'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-111457945438019494</id><published>2005-04-27T01:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T01:25:12.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhh!!!!</title><content type='html'>ok i am seriously &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;sex&lt;/span&gt; deprived.&lt;br /&gt;and it's beggining to drive me a little insane.&lt;br /&gt;and i can't concentrate on my homework anymore.&lt;br /&gt;or anything else for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cries*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-111457945438019494?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/111457945438019494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=111457945438019494' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111457945438019494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111457945438019494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/04/ahhh.html' title='ahhh!!!!'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-111413105732554891</id><published>2005-04-21T20:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T20:50:57.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>boys suck.</title><content type='html'>ya. that pretty much sums it up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-111413105732554891?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/111413105732554891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=111413105732554891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111413105732554891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111413105732554891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/04/boys-suck.html' title='boys suck.'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-111359008213549311</id><published>2005-04-15T14:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T14:34:42.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fever = sucks to the MAX</title><content type='html'>so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to go to foufs tonight. and see the lovely and fantastically fabulous holly. but will that be happening? no. of course not. and do you know why? BECAUSE I AM SICK GOD FUCKING DAMNIT!!!!!! it makes me want to cry because as soon as i take some tylenol, i feel better... but when it wears off i start shivering like theres no tommorow, that or sweating bullets, and everything just starts to ache and i get all miserable and whiney. now who wants to bring someone like THAT to foufs? plus i was supposed to take e, and i was ALLLLLLLLLLL excited. and now what? nothing. i will most likely spend today, as i did yesterday, watching The Oc Season 1 on DVD, well the rest of it anyway, since i am about half way through i believe. and not that thats a bad thing. but seriously. holly + foufs = AWESOMETASTIC!! and now i am missing out on all that :(:(:(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am tempted to go anyway... say screw the sickness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i have done in the past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll see. im debating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-111359008213549311?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/111359008213549311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=111359008213549311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111359008213549311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111359008213549311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/04/fever-sucks-to-max.html' title='fever = sucks to the MAX'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-111318779947622854</id><published>2005-04-10T22:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T22:49:59.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Trust me, i'm a virgin"</title><content type='html'>it's my new tee shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya. you know it's true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-111318779947622854?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/111318779947622854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=111318779947622854' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111318779947622854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111318779947622854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/04/trust-me-im-virgin.html' title='&quot;Trust me, i&apos;m a virgin&quot;'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-111259239382205662</id><published>2005-04-04T01:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T01:26:33.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'>uhm... ya.</title><content type='html'>so im sitting here kinda thinking about how pathetic my life can be at times. ok i lied. my life is pathetic ALL the time. haha. no but seriously, things have happened over the past few days, and i wont go into detail about them, because well... if you want to know (and by you i mean the whole like 2 people who read this) you can just ask me. not like you'll care. but you know. i just dont really know how to feel at this point, and it kind of makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really bothers me that i get so attached to some people really quickly. and this creates problems, like my getting really sad for no reason. i just wish i understood some people better. and i wish i knew how THEY felt. it would make my life a hell of a lot easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh. i am SO frusterated right now. it seriously SUCKS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-111259239382205662?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/111259239382205662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=111259239382205662' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111259239382205662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111259239382205662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/04/uhm-ya.html' title='uhm... ya.'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-111233426816864326</id><published>2005-04-01T00:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T00:47:46.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>something addictive.</title><content type='html'>ya. so myspace is something &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;addictive&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, i have a stats test at 10am.&lt;br /&gt;did i mention i suck at math?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda and i will be shooting more footage tommorow night.&lt;br /&gt;terra cotta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;drunken children gallivanting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should be interesting, as long as it doesnt rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think tonight i will try and go to bed early&lt;br /&gt;its not even 1am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Postal Service - Such Great Heights. &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(why am i listening to the postal service?!?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-111233426816864326?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/111233426816864326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=111233426816864326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111233426816864326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111233426816864326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/04/something-addictive.html' title='something addictive.'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-111215710006387442</id><published>2005-03-29T23:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T23:33:58.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bandwagons sure are fun...</title><content type='html'>i've jumped on the bandwagon. oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href= "http://profiles.myspace.com/users/6924635" target="_blank"&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so go. now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-111215710006387442?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/111215710006387442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=111215710006387442' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111215710006387442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111215710006387442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/03/bandwagons-sure-are-fun.html' title='bandwagons sure are fun...'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-111190772077554066</id><published>2005-03-27T02:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T02:17:02.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>why does allison rock so hard?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;observe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;smith. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Three pieces of string standing outside a pub. One goes in and asks for a pint, the barman says, 'Are you a piece of string?' the little guy says, 'Yes, I am' and the barman replies, 'Get out, I already told you you're barred.' So he does and tells his mates, so the second one tries his luck but gets the same response so the third one says tie me in a knot and fray my ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;smith. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;He walks into the pub and the barman immediately says, 'Are you a piece of string?' he quickly replies, 'Nope, I'm a frayed knot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;smith. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mahatma Gandhi, as you know, walked barefoot most of the time which produced an impressive set of calluses on his feet. He also ate very little which made him rather frail and with his odd diet, he suffered from bad breath. This made him...what? (Oh, crumbs, this is so bad, it's good) A super callused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;smith. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;interesting? perhaps not. but it's there for your entertainment..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now, if THAT didn't just rock your socks, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i really don't know what will...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-111190772077554066?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/111190772077554066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=111190772077554066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111190772077554066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111190772077554066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/03/why-does-allison-rock-so-hard.html' title='why does allison rock so hard?'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-111181729163785149</id><published>2005-03-26T01:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T01:08:11.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pierced</title><content type='html'>so i did it. i got my vertical hood piercing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-111181729163785149?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/111181729163785149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=111181729163785149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111181729163785149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111181729163785149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/03/pierced.html' title='pierced'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-111144909495540884</id><published>2005-03-21T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T18:54:24.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what a day</title><content type='html'>ok first of all, nila rox my SOX, hard-fucking-core,&lt;br /&gt;because she lent me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE OC SEASON 1 ON DVD!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, wow. &lt;strong&gt;wow&lt;/strong&gt;. i watch it and i &lt;em&gt;drool&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, that could be due to the fact that i got my &lt;strong&gt;wisdom teeth&lt;/strong&gt; pulled out today, and i was all frozen up and spilled like half the sauce from my tortellini on my shirt because i couldn't move my mouth enough to chew properly...&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;em&gt;who cares&lt;/em&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;so when i grow up i'm going to marry &lt;strong&gt;seth cohen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and have all of his &lt;strong&gt;emo&lt;/strong&gt; children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and we will listen to &lt;strong&gt;death cab&lt;/strong&gt; and live happily ever after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my mouth hurts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe i should listen to the dentist when he tells me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; to eat solid food until friday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe... or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-111144909495540884?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/111144909495540884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=111144909495540884' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111144909495540884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111144909495540884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/03/what-day.html' title='what a day'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-111130604301093137</id><published>2005-03-20T03:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T03:21:02.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ok i need a life or something.</title><content type='html'>ok. so you know what. yesterday i drove a jetta, which makes me better than you. yea thats right. BETTER I SAY! oh nila and amanda and i had fun. driving around, blasting franz ferdinand, stalking people in the jetta, trying to figure out how to reverse it, putting gas instead of diesel into it... yes, good times were DEFINETLEY had by all. which reminds me. i need to learn how to spell DEFINETLEY cause i never fucking know, spell check always corrects me. like, i never, EVER spell it right. i just cant figure it out. its too hard. fuck it. fuck it ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but right now im really sad. why? nila made me get drunk, and than i couldnt stop thinking about him and talking about him and wishing he liked me and wishing i wasnt stalking him but actually going to his house to SEE him because he was mine, well he is mine, just not in the way id like him to be and oh god hes gorgeous so hot and so awesome &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;IT HURTS!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;LOVE IS PAIN PEOPLE!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 = ouch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;now excuse me while i go listen to some social d.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-111130604301093137?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/111130604301093137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=111130604301093137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111130604301093137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111130604301093137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/03/ok-i-need-life-or-something.html' title='ok i need a life or something.'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-111112265761683120</id><published>2005-03-18T00:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T00:10:57.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the oc &lt;3</title><content type='html'>well right now seems to be an appropriate time for an update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the oc was sooo good tonight man. go marisa and ryan! they are SO getting back together. as for seth and summer, well we all know who seth's TRUE love is. *points to self* yea thats right. don't deny the truth!!!! &lt;3 seth cohen &lt;3 oh how i heart him. so summer, you best be watchin your back, beeatch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha oh god. i wish i lived in the oc. and by the oc i mean the tv show, not the actual place. well actually i kinda mean both. makes sense? hell yes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-111112265761683120?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/111112265761683120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=111112265761683120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111112265761683120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/111112265761683120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/03/oc-3.html' title='the oc &lt;3'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-111034824675966514</id><published>2005-03-09T01:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T01:04:06.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>meh</title><content type='html'>i've been drinking and now i realize i'm pretty depressed.&lt;br /&gt;yay for alcohol...&lt;div 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title='meh'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-111019343601462997</id><published>2005-03-07T06:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T06:03:56.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what a crazy night...</title><content type='html'>it's 6:03am. at 8:20pm last night gabe and i took speed. let me just say, the night was insane. i've never talked so much in my life. it was soooooo cool. but now i have to go to school :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-111019343601462997?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-111009638324606335</id><published>2005-03-06T03:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T03:08:09.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>confusion</title><content type='html'>so. this is where tonight stands. went to holly and jps place. lena was there too. we all took some speed. i was pretty reluctant at first, it being my first time taking speed and all, i wasnt quite sure what would happen to me. but after a little reassurance from my lovely friends, i figured, why the hell not. go for it. and i did. and than i was scared. like, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"what did hell did i just do??"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; type of scared. cause it wasnt like i could turn back anymore. what was done was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fast forward an hour. sitting and watching the tv has sedated me, and i am wondering when im going to start feeling something. as is everyone else basically. cause wasnt it supposed to start working about 45 minutes after we took it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two hours later, still nothing. so much for that!! its too bad, really, i was kinda looking forward to seeing what would happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i come home and the house reeks. of what? im not quite sure. although i did find a clue. on a note gabe left me, his last words are these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i smell, sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-111009638324606335?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/111009638324606335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>party?</title><content type='html'>so my mommy is all gone. to australia. for almost 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;wow, i've never been left alone in my whole entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what am i going to do?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sad :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110979218781449204?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110979218781449204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110979218781449204' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110979218781449204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110979218781449204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/03/party.html' title='party?'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110948782506815216</id><published>2005-02-27T02:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T02:03:45.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/640/Feb25%5E43.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Feb25%5E43.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cam whore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110948782506815216?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110948782506815216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110948782506815216' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110948782506815216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110948782506815216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/02/cam-whore.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110930247241627862</id><published>2005-02-24T22:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T22:41:34.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate...</title><content type='html'>i hate when people touch my things&lt;br /&gt;i hate people who do stupid things&lt;br /&gt;i hate "friends" who won't talk to me for stupid reasons&lt;br /&gt;i hate people who are happy all the time&lt;br /&gt;i hate people who have perfect lives&lt;br /&gt;i hate people who think they are better than everyone else&lt;br /&gt;i hate the boys i can't have&lt;br /&gt;i hate the girls who have those boys&lt;br /&gt;i hate the girls who are prettier than me&lt;br /&gt;i hate getting up early&lt;br /&gt;i hate working early&lt;br /&gt;i hate work in general&lt;br /&gt;i hate stupid pointless homework&lt;br /&gt;i hate not being able to sleep&lt;br /&gt;i hate constantly being late for everything&lt;br /&gt;i hate missing the bus&lt;br /&gt;i hate driving the speed limit&lt;br /&gt;i hate my cell phone bill&lt;br /&gt;i hate being sick&lt;br /&gt;i hate missing cool things&lt;br /&gt;i hate pretending to be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hate being so angry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110930247241627862?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110930247241627862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110930247241627862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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got my acceptance letter from concordia (not that i WASN'T expecting to get in, but at least i know for sure now!) and also well it's thursday which means tommorow is friday which means THE WEEKEND. which means going out, and alcohol of course. yay. i don't know... *sigh* i really need to get away from this blah-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the plus side... uhmmm... hmmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110928659402167940?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110928659402167940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110928659402167940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110911370773167459?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110911370773167459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110911370773167459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110911370773167459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110911370773167459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/02/oh-man-social-distortion-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110884253279122943</id><published>2005-02-19T14:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T14:51:04.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>m&amp;m porn</title><content type='html'>so clydes last night. pretty good time.&lt;br /&gt;chels and i, well i believe we are friends again, hopefully this time it will last!!!&lt;br /&gt;what did suck, was that holly and lena weren't having fun, and they left early :(&lt;br /&gt;so i think next time it'll be foufs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning i had to work mother fucking early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there were these m&amp;m toys, and oh man did justine have fun. when justine got to work, the m&amp;amp;m toys were in the middle of an orgy. it was m&amp;m porn, hardcore!!!!! those crazy bastards, all they wanted to do was fuck! they even wanted to get hugo in on the action! misses green m&amp;amp;m was ALLL over him... but things got kinda sketchy when the kids came around lookin for some action, and mister green m&amp;m was more than willing to indulge. oh man talk about michael jackson in m&amp;amp;m form. that fuckin perve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no i am not crazy despite what you may think.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110884253279122943?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110884253279122943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110884253279122943' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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(how redundant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't been feeling very well all week, and i don't mean physically. i'm not sick or anything. i just feel so blah all the time. i don't want to get out of bed, i don't want to go to school, i don't want to apply for university, i don't want to go out, i don't want to do &lt;strong&gt;anything&lt;/strong&gt;. it's annoying, because i have to do all these things and more, so i force myself to do them and that just makes it all &lt;strong&gt;worse&lt;/strong&gt;. ugh and now i have to go to work. i was considering calling in sick like i did last wednesday, but i think i might save it for saturday... we'll see, we'll see. maybe i'll be feeling better? i don't know. what i &lt;strong&gt;do&lt;/strong&gt; know that i can't &lt;strong&gt;wait&lt;/strong&gt; for this week to be over. friday night, going out with holly and lena and some other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;alcohol will cure my problems!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110858633050312394?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110858633050312394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110858633050312394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110858633050312394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110858633050312394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/02/what-shitty-week.html' title='what a shitty week...'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110842736858207410</id><published>2005-02-14T19:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T19:29:28.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>grrrr anger...</title><content type='html'>so &lt;strong&gt;APPARENTLY&lt;/strong&gt; my blood isn't &lt;strong&gt;GOOD&lt;/strong&gt; enough for those stupid &lt;em&gt;héma-québec&lt;/em&gt; people.&lt;br /&gt;you know what? you people can &lt;strong&gt;kiss my ass&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;yea, just cause i don't have enough iron, and i have low blood pressure doesn't mean that i don't have good blood ok!&lt;br /&gt;my blood is &lt;strong&gt;spiffy&lt;/strong&gt;. *&lt;em&gt;shakes fist&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea i'm &lt;strong&gt;angry&lt;/strong&gt; alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;holly&lt;/strong&gt; and i went out to eat and it was yummy.&lt;br /&gt;mmmm &lt;strong&gt;wok cafe&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;except i ate too much and now i'm full. &lt;em&gt;not a good plan&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we even saw &lt;strong&gt;corey&lt;/strong&gt; there. with his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCK VALENTINES DAY!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110842736858207410?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110842736858207410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110842736858207410' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110842736858207410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110842736858207410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/02/grrrr-anger.html' title='grrrr anger...'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110823087980541752</id><published>2005-02-12T12:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T12:54:39.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>piercings</title><content type='html'>so yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;one of my friends (who will remain nameless) got a genital piercing,&lt;br /&gt;more specifically a &lt;strong&gt;horizontal hood piercing&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;veeeeeery interesting.&lt;br /&gt;i was in the room with her while she did it, i even saw it and took pictures for her!&lt;br /&gt;but there is no way in hell they are ever making an apperance here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110823087980541752?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110823087980541752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110823087980541752' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110823087980541752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110823087980541752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/02/piercings.html' title='piercings'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110807878548583504</id><published>2005-02-10T18:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T18:39:45.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid metro...</title><content type='html'>some scary lady was staring at me on the metro today.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STOP STARING AT ME!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110807878548583504?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110807878548583504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110807878548583504' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110807878548583504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110807878548583504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/02/stupid-metro.html' title='stupid metro...'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110792426041977818</id><published>2005-02-08T23:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T23:45:44.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pull my hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;BRIGHT EYES - PULL MY HAIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;is the passion all gone? or is it still newly wed?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if all this heat is doing is making us stick to the bed &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;then there is no life to revive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but if the hunger is still there, burried somewhere inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;covered up by the boredom we've been trying to hide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;then dig it up and devour&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and it will be more like a song&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and less like its math &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you pull on my hair, and bite me like that &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the truth is that i can't hardly wait&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i don't care if we stay up too late &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't answer the phone, don't answer the phone...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110792426041977818?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110792426041977818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110792426041977818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110792426041977818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110792426041977818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/02/pull-my-hair.html' title='pull my hair'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110773146869965547</id><published>2005-02-06T18:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T18:11:08.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck off...</title><content type='html'>some fucking asshole posted some pretty fucked up comments in my, rob's and val's blog's... so wtv... i deleted the previous post... what the hell is wrong with people... i would really like to know how they can just go and say shitty things to people, without even knowing them. anyway he was a fucking coward, he didn't even post under his own name. jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110773146869965547?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110773146869965547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110773146869965547' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110773146869965547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110773146869965547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/02/fuck-off.html' title='fuck off...'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110707485646727559</id><published>2005-01-30T03:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T03:47:36.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FOUR IN THE AM!</title><content type='html'>so uhm today i went to concordia to the open house and like they had this table about insect biology, and uhm like i got to hold like a &lt;strong&gt;tarantula&lt;/strong&gt; and a &lt;strong&gt;millipede&lt;/strong&gt;, it was like so totally awesome oh wow omfg you guys... sick stuff... sick stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i WiSh I wUz A tWeLvE yR oLd WiT aOl BiTcHeS cUz Dat WuLd Be BiTcHiN hOt StUfF OMFG?!!?!?!&gt;#@# u GuYz!!!!@@@!!!!~~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry... it's been done WAY too many times... its almost 4am ok... gimme a freakin break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110707485646727559?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110707485646727559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110707485646727559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110707485646727559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110707485646727559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/01/four-in-am.html' title='FOUR IN THE AM!'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110647001786715395</id><published>2005-01-23T03:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T03:46:57.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oooo update-tastic.</title><content type='html'>time for an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunatly, alcohol and acetaminophen (yes thats a fancy way of saying TYLENOL) have turned my brain to sludge. uh-oh my liver is angry. grrrr. bad justine says mister liver, bad! i'm sorry mister liver. i really am. i promise to take better care of you next time. really... i will even feed you some yummyness. what do you like to eat? mister liver says he enjoys green vegetables. okidoo. you got yourself a DEAL. i will eat something green. but it might not be a vegetable... no? that's bad. ok i'll try i swear. in the meantime, have s'more jack daniels... hahah that was a joke, get it??? oh dear. angry liver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love being a cheap drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110647001786715395?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110647001786715395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110647001786715395' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110647001786715395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110647001786715395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/01/oooo-update-tastic.html' title='oooo update-tastic.'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110591293088946021</id><published>2005-01-16T17:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T17:15:33.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>last night at foufs was freakin awesome! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHANNON WENT IN THE MOSH PIT. oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;allison was very drunk... and so was i.&lt;br /&gt;good time were had by all. i believe... hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. i saw 3 movies in the theater this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;White Noise&lt;/strong&gt; - wait til it comes out on video. and then wait until it's no longer a "new release". seriously. what a disapointement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Manson Family&lt;/strong&gt; - lots of sex, lots of violence, and lots of acid. pretty cool movie. interesting, but i think you really do have to have some background information on charles manson and the family before you see this movie. recommended reading: &lt;strong&gt;helter skelter&lt;/strong&gt;. i'm in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kinsey&lt;/strong&gt; - very good. go see it, worth the $10. it's funny too. except for that guy who'd fuck anything that moved... that guy was seriously creepy. oh and it's amusing to see just how little people knew about sex. man. courses on human sexuality should be &lt;strong&gt;mandatory.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110591293088946021?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110591293088946021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110591293088946021' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110591293088946021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110591293088946021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/01/birthday.html' title='birthday!!!'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110558551978861341</id><published>2005-01-12T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T22:05:19.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>yes i rock.</title><content type='html'>got my &lt;strong&gt;Social D&lt;/strong&gt; ticket. ooohhh yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110558551978861341?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110558551978861341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110558551978861341' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110558551978861341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110558551978861341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/01/yes-i-rock.html' title='yes i rock.'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110531524835947323</id><published>2005-01-09T19:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T19:00:48.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't see him today =(&lt;br /&gt;but i saw him yesterday. and it made me &lt;strong&gt;SO&lt;/strong&gt; happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it &lt;strong&gt;kills&lt;/strong&gt; me. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110531524835947323?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110531524835947323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110531524835947323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110531524835947323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110531524835947323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/01/3.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110513161333985109</id><published>2005-01-07T15:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T16:00:13.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>?</title><content type='html'>does anyone else have fucked up dreams after they drink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause fuck... i swear to god... they are so real... and i wake up, and i feel traumatized, and upset, and angry, and confused, and hurt, even though i know it was just a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110513161333985109?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110513161333985109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110513161333985109' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110513161333985109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110513161333985109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/01/blog-post.html' title='?'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110496084514481536</id><published>2005-01-05T16:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T16:35:05.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>loser</title><content type='html'>because i am a loser, i am writing a post.&lt;br /&gt;announcing that it is my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and even though NO ONE will read this...&lt;br /&gt;i still felt like i needed to do it.&lt;br /&gt;because i like to announce my birthday to the world :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay i'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110496084514481536?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110496084514481536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110496084514481536' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110496084514481536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110496084514481536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/01/loser.html' title='loser'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110474276196418155</id><published>2005-01-03T03:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T04:00:48.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>monopoly</title><content type='html'>ooohhhh... i kick &lt;strong&gt;ASS&lt;/strong&gt; at monopoly. yes.&lt;br /&gt;gabe and i played for 3 hours, and who won???? that's right. me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is now almost 4 am... i am sooo tired... but i won!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he even promised that if i won he'd eat the garbage donut.&lt;br /&gt;and did he??? NO!&lt;br /&gt;gabe, you're a sore loser.&lt;br /&gt;don't cry cause i'm better than you.&lt;br /&gt;cry cause you lost... loser...&lt;br /&gt;I HAD ALL 4 RAILWAYS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;don't you feel like such a dumbass for selling me Short Line?&lt;br /&gt;i bet you do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"it'll be like&lt;strong&gt; illegal&lt;/strong&gt; monopoly!!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110474276196418155?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110474276196418155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110474276196418155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110474276196418155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110474276196418155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/01/monopoly.html' title='monopoly'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110462096639621601</id><published>2005-01-01T18:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T18:14:25.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 2005!!!</title><content type='html'>ok happy new years firstly. last night was pretty fun. apprently cass and i drank an entire bottle of vodka, although we're not really sure about that one. some of it ended up on the floor (way to go cass - haha jk, although for future reference, NEVER let cass hold ANYTHING when she has been drinking. seriously, she spills/drops EVERYTHING) while most ended up in us. yes... fun times were had by all. well i think. at about 5am we decided we were hungry, and went on the search for something that was open. would you believe it, we found some donut/coffee shop thingy! mmm sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe it's 2005, and in 4 days (on January 5 to be exact) i will be 19. i feel so... OLD... jeebus. it's crazy how fast time flies. this year has been... interesting, but i wouldn't say the best. in fact, it was a pretty shitty year now that i think back. don't get me wrong, not everything about it was bad. it just really seems like it went by way too fast, and that nothing of great significance happened, which sort of makes me sad. at the same time, i don't really judge my life by years either... time passes, and things happen, and that's all there is to it. so i won't say that i hope this year will be better than the last, because i just don't think about life in those terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i will end on this note:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't steal anyone's shoes last night. go me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110462096639621601?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110462096639621601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110462096639621601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110462096639621601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110462096639621601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-2005.html' title='HAPPY 2005!!!'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110444798570824816</id><published>2004-12-30T18:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T18:09:58.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>last post of 2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;that is, unless something REALLY cool and post-worthy happens tommorow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got the new rufus wainwright cd, &lt;strong&gt;want two&lt;/strong&gt;, among other things for christmas. well sort of. i got 2 copies of the new strung out cd, &lt;strong&gt;exile in oblivion&lt;/strong&gt;, so i went to exchange it today. and that's what i'm listening to now. rufus rocks. and the new strung out cd is sock rocking goodness.&lt;br /&gt;so listen to both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also i must add, that val met the hottest guy ever at work... oh man. jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;strong&gt;happy new years&lt;/strong&gt; bitches. everyone best be going out to celebrate. hardcore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110444798570824816?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110444798570824816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110444798570824816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110444798570824816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110444798570824816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2004/12/last-post-of-2004.html' title='last post of 2004'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110428304974746035</id><published>2004-12-28T22:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T22:29:19.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what the hell?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i have an &lt;strong&gt;ear infection&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't that something you only get when you're a kid? fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*edit*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;noooooooo... i just want to get people preggers. &lt;br /&gt;but boys, only boys.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110428304974746035?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110428304974746035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110428304974746035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110428304974746035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110428304974746035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2004/12/what-hell.html' title='what the hell?'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110408116890762724</id><published>2004-12-26T13:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T12:19:19.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=white cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black"; align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color=#66CCFF; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;You are &lt;b&gt;29&lt;/b&gt;% Sketchy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor="black"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/sketchy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/sketchyquiz.php"&gt;How sketchy are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea. rock on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110408116890762724?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110408116890762724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110408116890762724' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110408116890762724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110408116890762724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110402417602151828</id><published>2004-12-25T20:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T20:33:17.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>spiffyness</title><content type='html'>joyeux noelle tout le monde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate lots of yummy food over these past 2 days, just as i'm sure everyone else has. and i got some spiffy gifts. SPIFFY! oh ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone must go &lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/sketchyquiz.php" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the &lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/sketchyquiz.php" target="_blank"&gt;SKETCHY&lt;/a&gt; quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the hilarity never ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110402417602151828?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110402417602151828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110402417602151828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110402417602151828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110402417602151828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2004/12/spiffyness.html' title='spiffyness'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110378257882737062</id><published>2004-12-23T01:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T01:19:31.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>why the dentist SUCKS!</title><content type='html'>my gums took SUCH a beating today&lt;br /&gt;oh man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, the dentist has this little pick, with which he scrapes teeth to clean them. and, since i refuse to floss (brushing is just fine thank you very much! i have never ever had a cavity!), he likes to take this little pick, and pick at my gums until they are hardcore bleeding, at which point he makes either a cheesy joke or a scary comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother got: "&lt;em&gt;hey looks like you're gonna need a blood transfusion!&lt;/em&gt;" (cheesy joke)&lt;br /&gt;i got: "&lt;em&gt;do you want to have gum disease when you're older???&lt;/em&gt;" (scary comment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suuuure! poke fun at gabe, but scare the shit out of me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WELL I CAN SEE RIGHT THROUGH YOUR LITTLE PLAN MISTER, AND IT AIN'T WORKIN ON ME BUDDY! NO SIREE! FLOSS? I DON'T THINK SO!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think it's time i started flossing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a similiar note, i was also informed that my top wisdom teeth are comming in. and that they will most likely have to be removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey mister dentist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHY DON'T YOU JUST USE YOUR LITTLE PICK AND PICK MY FUCKING WISDOM TEETH OUT?!? WOULD THAT MAKE YOU HAPPY, HUH???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110378257882737062?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110378257882737062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110378257882737062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110378257882737062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110378257882737062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2004/12/why-dentist-sucks.html' title='why the dentist SUCKS!'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110368888067294086</id><published>2004-12-21T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T23:18:32.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>today is tuesday</title><content type='html'>hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- an angry shopper threw a flyer at me&lt;br /&gt;- i learnt, through &lt;a href="http://www.at-the-library.blogspot.com"&gt;GL's&lt;/a&gt; blog, how &lt;strong&gt;green day&lt;/strong&gt; influenced the &lt;strong&gt;beatles&lt;/strong&gt; by travelling back in time (yes go donnie darko!) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- this fucking idiot guy dropped a 12 of beer. (now that is some &lt;strong&gt;SERIOUS&lt;/strong&gt; alcohol abuse. )&lt;br /&gt;- i... uhm... k yea thats all i got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to think up something interesting to post. &lt;strong&gt;suggestions&lt;/strong&gt;, anyone?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110368888067294086?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110368888067294086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110368888067294086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110368888067294086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110368888067294086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2004/12/today-is-tuesday.html' title='today is tuesday'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110365205399091754</id><published>2004-12-21T13:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T13:00:53.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>an awesome song</title><content type='html'>C'mon C'mon by the Von Bondies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone listen to it! &lt;strong&gt;NOW!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110365205399091754?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110365205399091754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110365205399091754' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110365205399091754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110365205399091754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2004/12/awesome-song.html' title='an awesome song'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110352006866679749</id><published>2004-12-20T00:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T00:52:06.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>alexisonfire = hardcore awesome.</title><content type='html'>ok this is how the day went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work - 8:00am. too damn early. wore the santa hat. see, the santa hat works on 2 levels -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 - it makes me look christmasy, which, although i admit i dislike the holidays, it's cute nonetheless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 - it gives me EMO hair! i love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, despite the fact that i was working, and it was bloody fucking early, i had EMO hair.&lt;br /&gt;so i was happy. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nightime - time for alexisonfire. oh man. oh man. the excitement! stupid coat check people though... coat check was freakin sold out! what the hell! so blair payed off the coat check girl to check our coats anyway... good job blair! *thumbs up* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the show was &lt;strong&gt;AMAZING.&lt;/strong&gt; but this is not surprising. alexisonfire is a &lt;em&gt;great&lt;/em&gt; live band, and i cannot stress this more. they have so much fucking energy. and so many good songs. and they actually have &lt;em&gt;talent&lt;/em&gt;. and george is damned sexy. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;however, nothing compares to seeing them at l'x... and the very first time i heard &lt;strong&gt;little girls pointing and laughing&lt;/strong&gt;. =) it was a very emo moment, back when i didn't know what emo moments were!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sadly though, they did not play this song. and their set was rather short. but that's ok. i still love them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110352006866679749?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110352006866679749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110352006866679749' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110352006866679749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110352006866679749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2004/12/alexisonfire-hardcore-awesome.html' title='alexisonfire = hardcore awesome.'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110341329043811653</id><published>2004-12-18T18:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T18:41:30.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>so... tired...</title><content type='html'>today was sucky. i had like, 2 hours sleep last night because when we got home from foufs, léna realized that she had the flu and i had to drive her home. to vaudreuil. at 415am. oh my... what an adventure THAT was. it's not that i minded, i mean she was sick, what else was i supposed to do? but the fact that i had to get up at 9 for work... oh yea, and there was my mom, waking me up at 7:15 to inform me that the lights on jp's car were still on (because i took his car). yea i think i was half asleep when i got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the plus side, i saw uhm... well we won't mention his name. but i came up with a brilliant plan to get him! oh and it's going to work... so very well. i hope. he is HOT ok! i mean, even alex admitted it! that has gotta count for something. ok so back to the plan. well i won't realy go into detail, but it involves me, a bottle of tequila (thanks pat!), him and of course his sexy bed-head hair and tight black pants. (not TOO tight though...cause that's just wrong!) hehehe. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110341329043811653?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110341329043811653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110341329043811653' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110341329043811653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110341329043811653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2004/12/so-tired.html' title='so... tired...'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110317423155986670</id><published>2004-12-16T00:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T00:17:11.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>End of the Century: The Story of The Ramones</title><content type='html'>i saw it again tonight. second time. a fucking good movie, i must say. all the people who haven't seen it are missing out, hardcore. alas, it is no longer showing at cinema du parc, so these people will have to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) wait until it comes out on DVD (which will be in who knows how long!)&lt;br /&gt;b) wait until cinema du parc shows it again (which may or may not happen, depending)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could go on and on and on about it, but i won't. because that's lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will say, however, that &lt;strong&gt;The Filth and The Fury&lt;/strong&gt; now has some tough competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110317423155986670?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110317423155986670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110317423155986670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110317423155986670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110317423155986670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2004/12/end-of-century-story-of-ramones.html' title='End of the Century: The Story of The Ramones'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110308734300164137</id><published>2004-12-15T00:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T00:09:03.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>uh oh...</title><content type='html'>oh dear. i am stoned. again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;making tortillini high is quite challenging. however, it is also quite rewarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who i saw today. =) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(on second thought, don't!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110308734300164137?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110308734300164137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110308734300164137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110308734300164137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110308734300164137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2004/12/uh-oh.html' title='uh oh...'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110300429682200100</id><published>2004-12-14T01:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T01:04:56.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>seagull.</title><content type='html'>i found a dollar in my garbage. and a candy, which i subsequently gave to gabe. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we smoked a joint (gabe and i). he told me one of our neighbours was named seagull. actually it's segal or something, but i thought seagull was funnier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arsam said he hates my skeleton. haha. i laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110300429682200100?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110300429682200100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110300429682200100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110300429682200100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110300429682200100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2004/12/seagull.html' title='seagull.'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110291438578991121</id><published>2004-12-13T00:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T00:06:25.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>do what now?</title><content type='html'>getting up tommorow seems somewhat pointless, even though i actually have things to do.&lt;br /&gt;such as go downtown to école to do some random things and then work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i don't really see myself having the motivation to get out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110291438578991121?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110291438578991121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110291438578991121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110291438578991121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110291438578991121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2004/12/do-what-now.html' title='do what now?'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110288592345904564</id><published>2004-12-12T16:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T16:18:03.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>(no title)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY THERESA!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i know it was december 9th)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so APPARENTLY alex and pat don't like my new boots. well you know what guys? &lt;strong&gt;kiss.my.ass &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea you read correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink, with fur trim (&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not real&lt;/strong&gt; i might add)&lt;/em&gt; and freakin pom-poms on the tie-strings. i mean how could you go wrong? if &lt;strong&gt;that's&lt;/strong&gt; not cool, i simply don't know &lt;strong&gt;what&lt;/strong&gt; is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got a christmas tree. it's so cute! and i love that it's snowed... snow is so pretty. it makes me happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;café campus is looking like a definite possibility this evening. perhaps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110288592345904564?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110288592345904564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110288592345904564' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110288592345904564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110288592345904564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2004/12/no-title.html' title='(no title)'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110279426111175724</id><published>2004-12-11T14:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T14:46:46.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas sucks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who took the Bomp from the Bompalompalomp?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who took the Ram from the Ramalamading dong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes. foufs on thursday was awesome. i had a great deal of fun. we even took a &lt;strong&gt;taxi&lt;/strong&gt; home instead of the bus! yea that's how cool we are! it was nice and warm instead of... not nice and cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;aside from that nothing is particularly new or interesting. i sewed up my pants, which have now become my work pants. yup. how exciting. and i got spiffy winter boots! oooooo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i don't like christmas because it reminds me of misery. even though everything's supposed to be joyful and cheery. ok, it's not!! &lt;strong&gt;i'm not!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i do like spending time with my family though. as long as we don't argue. which tends to happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110279426111175724?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110279426111175724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110279426111175724' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110279426111175724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110279426111175724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2004/12/christmas-sucks.html' title='christmas sucks.'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110256271456967449</id><published>2004-12-08T22:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T22:27:29.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the adventures of allison and justine</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;allison&lt;/strong&gt; and i went on an adventure tonight. first we went to the &lt;strong&gt;library&lt;/strong&gt; to return the 8 billion books allison took out. then it was onwards to &lt;strong&gt;fairview&lt;/strong&gt;. yes. the amusement never ends i tell you! we had 2 missions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Don't die!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Get Allison an Elliot Smith CD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, we accomplished one of the missions. and it &lt;em&gt;wasn't&lt;/em&gt; getting Allison an Elliot Smith CD. but that's ok. we saw many a people we knew, including &lt;strong&gt;Mitch&lt;/strong&gt;, who is now my west island friend cause he lives on the west island, &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; he's going to see alexisonfire. just like me!!! wow. i also discovered that &lt;strong&gt;mat-kid&lt;/strong&gt; works at music world, which is awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and! &lt;strong&gt;foufs&lt;/strong&gt; tommorow! word is, &lt;em&gt;everyone&lt;/em&gt; from dawson is going to be there. who is everyone? well i don't know exactly, but i'm assuming that means all the 3ird floor kids, including the sketch that lurks in the corners and the sleaze that comes from concordia. but i mean, who &lt;em&gt;cares&lt;/em&gt; if they are going to be there... usually when someone says everyone, it means &lt;strong&gt;cool people&lt;/strong&gt;! pshh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am so depressed right now, so if someone doesn't mind shooting me in the head right now well that would be ok with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110256271456967449?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110256271456967449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110256271456967449' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110256271456967449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110256271456967449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2004/12/adventures-of-allison-and-justine.html' title='the adventures of allison and justine'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110238994166337559</id><published>2004-12-06T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T22:30:52.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>allison rocks (my socks)</title><content type='html'>leave is up to allison to come across something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/640/macabre.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/macabre.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay dead people are dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hilarity ensues &lt;a href ="http://www.godecookery.com/macabre/macabre.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110238994166337559?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110238994166337559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110238994166337559' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110238994166337559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110238994166337559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2004/12/allison-rocks-my-socks.html' title='allison rocks (my socks)'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110229787215593025</id><published>2004-12-05T20:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T20:56:11.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ketchup</title><content type='html'>i found a package of ketchup on my desk, and it's sort of amusing to squish it around. i just hope it doesn't burst all over me and the computer screen. that wouldn't be a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/640/ketchup.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/100/ketchup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am trying to avoid studying at all costs. i don't know why. the task of studying just seems so... daunting. looks like i am succeeding. by posting a picture of a ketchup bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also just realized that psych classes are making me somewhat nerdy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110229787215593025?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110229787215593025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110229787215593025' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110229787215593025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110229787215593025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2004/12/ketchup_05.html' title='ketchup'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110221530445677825</id><published>2004-12-04T21:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T21:58:35.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oh the madness!</title><content type='html'>ok. so i will be the first to admit that last night's post was well... lets just say that rationality didn't quite kick in when it should have. nonetheless, i will say this: i didn't write what i wrote to get attention or to have people feel sorry for me, i wrote it because i needed to vent. and i think it helped, ALOT. so onto other things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at some point in time, i had a very big crush on a guy, whose name i will not disclose, for certain reasons. his identity is un-important. yes, i did see him today. and isn't much that i can say except: wow. he had bedhead. it was &lt;strong&gt;so.fucking.sexy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i almost melted... oh my...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also saw Ryan Gray. twice. does anyone remember him? president of st. thomas... i don't recall what year this was. i was in the seventh grade though. and do you know &lt;strong&gt;why&lt;/strong&gt; i remember him? because a certain &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; (Theresa) had a mad crush on him... and she didn't even GO to st. thomas yet... haha... Theresa... do you remember all this? you had better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss foufs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110221530445677825?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110221530445677825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110221530445677825' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110221530445677825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110221530445677825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2004/12/oh-madness.html' title='oh the madness!'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110214670520237007</id><published>2004-12-04T02:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T20:33:55.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck you</title><content type='html'>i am so fucking... i don't know. upset? angry? i can't even tell anymore. i have so much to say and i don't even know where to start, so i will just start randomly and work my way along from there.... (beware, this is a LONG one!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so clydes tonight. what a fucking mistake. you know, i went, because i wasn't in a good mood, and my friends said it would be "fun" so i was like well ok, maybe my friends will cheer me up. gee justine, you know better than that! i should say "friends" because fuck, you know, i care about my friends, and if something is wrong with one of them, i ask them about it, and make sure they are alright. but you know, my fucking "friends" couldnt fucking care less, and no i am NOT writting this for attention, it just makes me fucking mad that they could care so little. i mean they BARELY talked to me, they were more interested in talking to some guy, and then some other guy... it's like, we spent literally i think over an HOUR talking with some guy Tim, well they did, fucking obsessing over him, like he wasn't that fucking great or anything, they were all over him, and its like.. what the fuck. i don't come to clydes to watch my friends fucking be all over some guy... ooooo he's writting a BOOK... and they said they would &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; read it... yea fucking right, your just saying that cause you think he's hot. it was SO lame. and you know what, i know they won't read this, but even if they fucking do by some weird chance, at least they will know how i feel. even when i left they were still talking to him and they barely said goodbye. i was just STANDING there most of the time watching them talk to him and they didnt even say 2 words to me... yea... really great time i had. and THEN, this guy, pat, wouldnt even come outside with me when i was leaving... i don't know why... whatever... you know, everyone doesn't have to be a fucking asshole with me all at once, you can all have your fucking turn, fuck, you know, argh i am so fucking mad, its like, why bother having friends who don't give a fucking shit, you know i bet if i died in my sleep tonight they would just continue on as if nothing happened, and again, i am NOT writting this for attention or anything, i am just stating what i honestly believe to be the truth. so whatever. i don't care anymore. they can go to hell. everyone can go to hell. and then this guy, who used to work at the video store, jordan, i was talking with him, and he was a really nice guy, and he told me my voice was cute! and he asked me for my number, and i told him i was just in a bad spot right now and it wasnt a good idea, which is the honest to fucking god truth, i doubt he believes me, but its TRUE and next time i see him im going to definetly tell him that, cause i feel so bad, he is a super nice guy, its just that i cant handle like.. anything right now. and im sure half this post makes zero sense, but i don't fucking care, i am tipsy, not drunk.. oh yea~! that reminds me, another reason i am pissed. k so, cass says shes goin to come pick up me and chels at my place, and then we are going to go to chels's so she can do cass's makeup... and of course, cass only shows up at 10:30pm, which means we would miss $8 pitchers (cause it ends at 11pm) and i was like to her, "we're going to miss $8 pitchers!" and she was all pissed, saying "well the roads were slippery you know!" but see, if she WASNT driving, she would have made it a point to make it before 11pm so we could GET $8 pitchers, but since she wasnt, she didnt fucking care WHAT time she got there cause she wasnt gonna drink that much! and you know, i don't feel like paying fucking $15 for a pitcher, but no, of course that doesnt matter to her, because she HAS to get her makeup done by chels.. like... its a fucking bar, its dark, you cant even tell the DIFFERENCE... oh my god... like... she could have done her makeup at home. but no of course not. so yea. that's all. oh and ONE more thing... fuck... mike calls me, to find out where patrick is, and i fucking HATE when people call me to find out other peoples whereabouts, so i just got mad and hung up on him, and then he got, god knows who, some GIRL to call me back, maybe his gf, maybe christine, i don't even know, i hung up on her too. god dammnit i hate people. most people. holly i miss you :( wow this post took me 20 minutes to type... jeebus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110214670520237007?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110214670520237007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110214670520237007' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110214670520237007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110214670520237007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2004/12/fuck-you.html' title='fuck you'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110205382594046672</id><published>2004-12-03T01:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T01:08:05.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>aww cute an egg with legs!</title><content type='html'>it's Sheldon!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/640/sheldon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/200/sheldon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone remember him? if you don't, you damned well should... Garfield man! the good old days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110205382594046672?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110205382594046672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110205382594046672' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110205382594046672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110205382594046672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2004/12/aww-cute-egg-with-legs.html' title='aww cute an egg with legs!'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110199966355757086</id><published>2004-12-02T10:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T10:02:47.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>buddy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/640/buddy.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/buddy.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my doggy :) his name is Buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i love him to bits and pieces!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110199966355757086?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110199966355757086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110199966355757086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110199966355757086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110199966355757086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2004/12/buddy.html' title='buddy!'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110186377943021927</id><published>2004-11-30T20:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T20:19:48.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>isn't my life just FASCINATING?? not.</title><content type='html'>so, ian asked me if he could borrow my uber cool ataris tee shirt. i mean, this shirt is so cool. and like impossible to find on top of that... i bought it when i went to see them when i was 15. so anyway, i said yes, and in return, he is &lt;em&gt;giving &lt;/em&gt;me a patch that says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm an emo kid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how cool is that! i'm excited. that, and i got my &lt;strong&gt;alexisonfire&lt;/strong&gt; ticket!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well time to watch degrassi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110186377943021927?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110186377943021927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110186377943021927' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110186377943021927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110186377943021927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2004/11/isnt-my-life-just-fascinating-not.html' title='isn&apos;t my life just FASCINATING?? not.'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110176371425844142</id><published>2004-11-29T16:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T16:32:36.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my... i am disturbed</title><content type='html'>ok. so this is what i come home to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;gabe and julia's shoes are in the entranceway. the house reeks of alcohol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;gabe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(from living room)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; justine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;gabe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; justine, if i were you i'd go downstairs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dear god... oh my god... gabe... the house reeks of alcohol... and you and julia are in the living room doing god knows what... and i don't want to know... and moms going to be home in less than an hour... and oh god... i don't want to know... you are my brother... this isn't right!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;gabe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; go downstairs justine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I AM SO DISTURBED RIGHT NOW!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THIS IS NOT FUNNY!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THIS IS &lt;strong&gt;WRONG&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110176371425844142?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110176371425844142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110176371425844142' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110176371425844142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110176371425844142'/><link 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style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;pat needs to make a blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;hugo needs to stop calling me emo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that is all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110168608417005647?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110168608417005647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110168608417005647' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110168608417005647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110168608417005647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2004/11/this-rocks.html' title='this rocks.'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110162541892726903</id><published>2004-11-28T02:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T02:10:36.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>donnie darko</title><content type='html'>so i just finished watching donnie darko... everyone had seen it, it seemed, except for me. it was time. and what can i say. it was really fucking good, just like everyone said it was. really well done. the only thing i didn't like about it was that it was somewhat vague... but i didn't have a hard time understanding. if you just stop and think about things, they usually become clear. so yup. i don't really feel like critiquing the movie... that's boring... i'm tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/640/donniedarko.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jake gyllenhaal is hot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110162541892726903?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110162541892726903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110162541892726903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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combination. it's a good thing i can still type. not very fast, but i am going to make a serious attempt at NOT making any spelling mistakes. ok. so here's the deal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to clydes tonight. clydes. what can i say about clydes? i don't like it there. not many people do. it's so....... &lt;em&gt;west island. &lt;/em&gt;YES that is the PERFECT thing to say about clydes. and its very very &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt; true. i mean, there was a guy smoking a fucking &lt;strong&gt;cigar &lt;/strong&gt;there. jeebus. what the hell... i don't know. you wouldn't see anyone smoking a &lt;strong&gt;cigar&lt;/strong&gt; at foufs, would you? no! you know why? because it's foufs. anyway. i'm sorry. this was my clydes rant. i didn't have too bad a time though... i went with johnny, and matt libero, and johanne. it was decent. oh yea! except for the fact that like, EVERYONE from st. thomas was there! i am not joking. &lt;strong&gt;everyone.&lt;/strong&gt; IT WAS SO SCARY!!! it was some peoples birthdays or something... oh dear. i tried my best to ignore it though. high school brings back bad, bad, &lt;strong&gt;bad &lt;/strong&gt;memories. i cannot stress this more. i wasn't even supposed to go out this weekend, it's supposed to be my &lt;em&gt;break, &lt;/em&gt;but alas, i couldn't NOT go out. i mean, cmon. stay home? and do what exactly? yea thats what i thought. besides, the alcohol makes me forget about... well we won't go there right now. although on the way home i recall wishing a car would run me over... but uhh, we'll blame that one on the alcohol. ok? ok cool. and you know what? i read other peoples blogs, and they seem so... i don't know. they use lots of intelligent words, to the point where it seems like they &lt;em&gt;plan&lt;/em&gt; what they are going to write. you know, like an essay or something. fuck this is not a fucking essay. this is me ranting about god knows what. i don't really know where i'm going with this. i wish there were people awake i could talk to... i need to talk to someone. i guess that is obvious, since i am writting so fucking much. but who is going to read this? no one. hahaha. well that's ok i don't really mind, this is sort of like talking to someone, an tommorow i can read this and laugh at my stupid drunk self. wow i am &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; glad that school is almost over. maybe tommorow i will make a half-assed attempt at a semi-intelligent post? i will be like those emo kids, and write things like... oh i am so emo, it hurts, oh people envy me because i have cool hair, oh i wish that people were as cool as me, i am too cool for the world, &lt;em&gt;definetly.&lt;/em&gt; oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ps&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need to get inked real soon. and i also want a new piercing. even though i &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; heal. that doesn't fucking matter. piercings are the &lt;strong&gt;ultimate.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110153813420423157?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110153813420423157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110153813420423157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110153813420423157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110153813420423157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2004/11/believe-in-me-cause-i-dont-believe-in.html' title='believe in me, cause i don&apos;t believe in anything...'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110143695935475117</id><published>2004-11-25T21:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T21:42:39.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>argh!!!</title><content type='html'>people who act like they are smart, by saying so-called "intelligent" things, but really aren't should go to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i can see right though you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110143695935475117?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110143695935475117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110143695935475117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110143695935475117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110143695935475117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2004/11/argh.html' title='argh!!!'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110139720995579744</id><published>2004-11-25T10:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T10:40:09.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm</title><content type='html'>somebody i really DON'T like was in my dream last night... and now i feel kinda icky. it wasn't a sexual dream or anything, but this person was just.... &lt;em&gt;there&lt;/em&gt;.. and it bothers me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110139720995579744?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110139720995579744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>ok so this isn't my &lt;em&gt;actual&lt;/em&gt; first post, but whatever. that first one was for theresa, to aide her in her quest to make it to egypt. lets all hope she makes it. in one piece. i'm tired, school is finally almost over... what else? oh! yea no one will be reading this except me. but thats ok... i think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes i am well aware that like EVERYONE has the same background for their blog. so when i get un-lazy enough, i will make a cool one ok! hey man, i added colour to mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110134777925012558?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110134777925012558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9309268.post-110131988466374178</id><published>2004-11-24T19:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T21:31:29.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>tips for mailing yourself to another country</title><content type='html'>1 - Make the box big enough to fit you! This one is important. don't just use any old box you find lying around your basement. I suggest a fridge box or something of similar size...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - Make sure you put holes in the box! These are good for breathing, and peeing. You don't want to suffocate to death in a urine soaked box do you???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - Make sure you put enough stamps on the box to sufficiantly pay for your way their! Wouldn't it suck, getting out of the box after a week and discovering you've been shipped back home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - Only bring the necessities, and don't forget FOOD. This could come in handy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 - Don't forget to mail yourself to the right country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9309268-110131988466374178?l=this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/feeds/110131988466374178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9309268&amp;postID=110131988466374178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110131988466374178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9309268/posts/default/110131988466374178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://this-is-radio-clash.blogspot.com/2004/11/tips-for-mailing-yourself-to-another.html' title='tips for mailing yourself to another country'/><author><name>Justine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07895493943902385743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/2450/320/Oct21010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
