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  <title>Alco</title>
  <subtitle>Alco</subtitle>
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    <name>Alco</name>
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  <updated>2004-07-14T13:17:29Z</updated>
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    <title>Day 18</title>
    <published>2004-07-14T13:17:29Z</published>
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    <content type="html">No walk/jog today due to going to bed to late. I will not scarfice my sleep. I have yoga today. David and I talked about how my muscles didn't 'hurt', and maybe I wasn't pushing myself hard enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast: 2 donuts, 1 8oz chocolate milk&lt;br /&gt;snack:&lt;br /&gt;lunch:&lt;br /&gt;snack:&lt;br /&gt;supper:</content>
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    <title>this one is for you, kristin.</title>
    <published>2004-03-03T04:14:48Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-03T04:14:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this is for my internet stalker who bugged me today at work about not posting in my journal. you're right, i used to post almost everyday. this one is for you and what's going in my boring life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's been busy with school and film. david and i worked on a short film and will finish editing this sunday. we are still whacking away at our feature. carrie is taking care of all the permits and stuff that the city of denton is telling us we have to have. the script is moving along just grand. school is still moving along but everyone in awhile i get the urge to study. i haven't skipped class, so that's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blessed with great friends. i love them a whole bunch even though they have a bunch of fawls. probably the first set of friends that i truly loved and they loved me in return with no conditions or flakiness. i guess that's how it works when you get older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been doing the yoga...it's good...it helps me get focused...which i need nowadays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will be the day of what's going on with filming in denton. if denton doesn't work out, we'll move it somewhere else in TX. hopefully, not too far.</content>
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    <title>feeling bettah.</title>
    <published>2004-02-11T03:44:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-11T03:44:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Monday was just a day from hell. damn, that pms. emotions ranging this way and that. coming off a film high and back to school. missing a friend/film partner. pms is for the birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling, emotionally, like crap today. i felt better after emailing carrie and talking to mike about a bunch of stuff. talking to david helped as well. david and i got our inflatable boxing gloves today. i ordered them on sunday and they got here today. we watch his music video that he edited with greg and went to eat at the chinese dive that he likes. the waitress ask him i was his girlfriend. he said, no, that's my film partner and friend. he also told me later i have a special place in his heart. anyway, we blew up our inflatable boxing gloves and went to action in the front yard. it was great. we usually playfight with our fists but this is even better. we were dirty fighting which is all in good fun. it's great to have friends that you can really be yourself without them judging you. it's so refreshing.</content>
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    <title>Afternoon entry</title>
    <published>2003-07-24T20:10:38Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I got up this morning and dorked around on the computer. I had to go to my class at 10am. I went and it seemed to drag forever. It's funny how two people can make the class drag by..by interrupting and just being down right annoying. I went back to the info desk after class to pick up my bike at info desk storage. i talked to jake who has been suffering from a bad sunburn. silly, that's what he is. I decided I wanted to rent some movies and stop by and see lauren. We talk and caught up. We decided to go get lunch at Little Thai. yum. We parted ways after lunch and i went to the rental store. I didn't see one movie i was interested in, so I went home and talked to carrie on email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided not to go a bday party i was invited to, b/c they want you to bring everything (food, drinks, etc), and the cow. damn. I'm just not up to it. Plus, Carrie and I have a film meeting tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathy called and said some office in the Union wants people to work this Sunday for $6.50 an hour. Come on. That's not enough. You have to help people move into the dorm rooms. I'll pass. too much work for very little pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to read a book. I've read 6 so far during the summer break. Maybe I'll go to the library and read. I can't afford a book right now. Wow, I never thought I would say that...except maybe for a textbook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Film: I guess I'm saving film for this weekend. I don't feel like being annoyed today.</content>
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