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  <title>A Splice of a life</title>
  <subtitle>Too much FUN is not enough!</subtitle>
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    <name>dummylady</name>
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  <updated>2007-08-01T12:43:43Z</updated>
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    <title>dummylady @ 2007-08-01T08:43:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-01T12:43:43Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-01T12:43:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/dummylady/pic/0000rte3/"&gt;&lt;img height="480" alt="Flossy and me" width="639" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/dummylady/pic/0000rte3/s640x480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flossy and me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May all my wishes come true!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dummylady:2102</id>
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    <title>Check out Pascal</title>
    <published>2007-03-14T12:34:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-14T12:34:47Z</updated>
    <category term="what a kiss!!!!!!"/>
    <lj:music>Wild Thing - The Troggs</lj:music>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dummylady:1845</id>
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    <title>Witchy</title>
    <published>2007-03-07T17:21:06Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-07T17:21:06Z</updated>
    <category term="sometimes i&amp;apos;m such a witch!!!!!!!!!!"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/dummylady/pic/00003xsc/g4"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="Witch and Pop Wizard" width="171" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/dummylady/pic/00003xsc/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Witch and Pop Wizard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dummylady:1766</id>
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    <title>Memories</title>
    <published>2007-03-05T17:14:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-05T17:14:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>NPR</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I am currently helping my mom put the finishing touches on her memoirs.&amp;nbsp; She is planning on publishing them and as 75th birthday party we are throwing her a big book signing party.&amp;nbsp; So of course I have been forced to relive memories from my and my siblings past.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Mom wants to do a page per child of cute little stories of each of us.&amp;nbsp; We had the biggest problem with my older sister April.&amp;nbsp; Most of the stories we remember of her will piss her off and she is not one that you really want to piss off (although&amp;nbsp;she is most of the time).&amp;nbsp; She's Lucy from Linus or Angila from the Rug Rats.&amp;nbsp; A total control freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite tale of her (I&amp;nbsp;hope my mom decides to include this) is of a dinner time one night when April was only about six years old.&amp;nbsp; Our oldest brother Fred was eight and he came to the dinner table with a riddle.&amp;nbsp; Riddles, jokes or stories were always shared at dinner time so that was nothing unusual.&amp;nbsp; Fred's&amp;nbsp;riddle went like this; "What's long and thin and covered with skin and you don't know how many holes it's been in?"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;April freaked out and starting hitting Fred.&amp;nbsp; "How dare you tell momma a dirty joke!" she screamed as she hit him.&amp;nbsp; "WHAT! What are you talking about?" Fred asked "The answers 'A EARTHWORM!'&amp;nbsp; "What's&amp;nbsp;dirty about that?"&amp;nbsp; We are still trying to figure out how&amp;nbsp;April's mind came up with the obvious dirty answer.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She's always been alittle warped.&amp;nbsp; I love her just the same.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>TGIF</title>
    <published>2007-02-23T13:32:27Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-23T13:32:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;It's Friday!&amp;nbsp; Thank God!&amp;nbsp; Of course I say this every week like almost everyone else in this nation.&amp;nbsp; The problem with it is that it seems like it was Friday last week about two days ago.&amp;nbsp; The weeks are flying by. When I was younger the days in the week dragged, especially when&amp;nbsp;working.&amp;nbsp; Now it doesn't seem to matter what I'm doing, time just speeds by.&amp;nbsp; I guess time is completely relative to the time you have been on this earth.&amp;nbsp; Anyone have any thoughts on this?&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dummylady:1058</id>
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    <title>So sad.</title>
    <published>2007-02-08T20:51:03Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-08T20:51:03Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Such a sad week!&amp;nbsp; My nephew tried to kill himself for the second time in two weeks.&amp;nbsp; The first time he slit his wrists, but he was at home and his parents called 911 and they saved him.&amp;nbsp; This time he went to a motel room and hung himself.&amp;nbsp; The maid found him (thank god) and again 911 saved his life.&amp;nbsp; He wants&amp;nbsp;to die.&amp;nbsp; His parents don't know what to do and I certainly don't know what to do.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was always such a sweet&amp;nbsp;loving person.&amp;nbsp; He hates himself.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I love him.&amp;nbsp; Does anyone know what I could do to help this&amp;nbsp;young man want to live.&amp;nbsp; I know that he was jilted by a girl.&amp;nbsp; We&amp;nbsp;all have had our hearts broken but it is no reason to kill yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dummylady:808</id>
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    <title>Party</title>
    <published>2007-02-05T18:10:41Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-05T18:10:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Last night friends of mine threw me a birthday party.&amp;nbsp; It was a lasertag, glo golf, bumper car party.&amp;nbsp; I love to have fun but I really love to see my friends having fun!&amp;nbsp; We had free run of the whole place and although there were several children in the group, last night they were all children.&amp;nbsp; I can't believe how lucky I am to have so many fun loving, young at heart friends.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>What is old?</title>
    <published>2007-01-31T17:50:03Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-31T17:50:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>You Are Home (Six Foot Poles)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today is my 51st birthday. I am 51 years young. At the age of 40 I decided that I had had enough of being old and decided to start calling it young. Overall I feel young except for a few aches and pains. Mentally I know I've gotten smarter and wiser but I still feel new. I guess because I have never stopped being amazed by nature and life itself. My moment of epiphany was when I realized how much I don't know! I still learn something new everyday and I know that even learning daily that I will never know it all!</content>
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