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  <title>like a fresh manifestation of an old phenomenon</title>
  <subtitle>Erin</subtitle>
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    <name>Erin</name>
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  <updated>2008-04-08T12:31:37Z</updated>
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    <title>Lifetime dropped the Golden Girls.</title>
    <published>2008-04-08T12:31:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-08T12:31:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Seriously what the hell?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:erinj:183724</id>
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    <title>uggh</title>
    <published>2008-02-24T17:04:58Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-24T17:04:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">god damnit</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:erinj:183306</id>
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    <title>My life is moving at 90 miles per hour.</title>
    <published>2008-02-19T00:01:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-19T00:01:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I really need to get down to business. I need to get back to going to bed at 10:30 every night. This is really difficult when you are twenty-two and live in Manhattan. Give me three months, and I'm going to turn this car around.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:erinj:183209</id>
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    <title>Nice Jugs</title>
    <published>2008-01-21T17:38:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-21T17:38:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">www.myspace.com/nicejugsmusic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Jug Band is in the works. While I do not know anything about actually making music or using Garage Band, this is just one step in the direction of starting a jug band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I am overjoyed to have today off work, I think it is also important to remember that MLK was a pretty cool cat.  I wish I could say I stayed up until 5:30 reflecting upon this fact, but beer and pancakes admittedly played a larger role. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been going generally pretty well lately. I still need to figure some stuff out and rearrange and do some shuffling but you know zee life eez good.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:erinj:182815</id>
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    <title>I can't decide which I like better</title>
    <published>2008-01-08T23:42:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-08T23:42:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Silver Jews or jug bands (in general)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:erinj:182577</id>
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    <title>2008</title>
    <published>2008-01-01T18:52:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-01T18:52:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What did you do in 2007 that you'd never done before? graduated college&lt;br /&gt;2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year? I think my resolution was the same it is every year...to take up smoking, gain 5 pounds...etc. i'm still working on it.&lt;br /&gt;3. Did anyone close to you give birth? ew no&lt;br /&gt;4. Did anyone close to you die? no thank God&lt;br /&gt;5. What countries did you visit? America!&lt;br /&gt;6. What would you like to have in 2008 that you lacked in 2007? I feel pretty content. I would like to have some sort of epiphany about what I'm going to do with my life though.&lt;br /&gt;7. What date from 2007 will remain etched upon your memory, and why? My first day of work. I don't actually remember what day it was but it was the end of August sometime.&lt;br /&gt;8. What was your biggest achievement of the year? graduating college...pretty baller...writing my thesis&lt;br /&gt;9. What was your biggest failure? The like two day span I quit facebook for. &lt;br /&gt;10. Did you suffer illness or injury? nope&lt;br /&gt;11. What was the best thing you bought? A plane ticket&lt;br /&gt;12. Whose behavior merited celebration? that guy who jumped on someone having a seizure in the subway&lt;br /&gt;13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed? i can think of someone i guess&lt;br /&gt;14. Where did most of your money go? this is kind of pathetic, but bar tabs. that's what living with your parents will do to you...i've been saving practically all my money&lt;br /&gt;15. What did you get really, really, really excited about? graduating college!&lt;br /&gt;16. What song will always remind you of 2007? "Gimme More"...Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;17. Compared to this time last year, are you:&lt;br /&gt;i. happier or sadder? i can't think that far back&lt;br /&gt;ii. thinner or fatter? same&lt;br /&gt;iii. richer or poorer? richer in cash and in spirit&lt;br /&gt;18. What do you wish you'd done more of? hugs&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you wish you'd done less of? oh god so many things&lt;br /&gt;20. How will you be spending Christmas? in 2008? what the hell that's like a year away. regardless, in Wilton I'm sure&lt;br /&gt;22. Did you fall in love in 2007? I fall in love at least twice a week.&lt;br /&gt;23. How many one-night stands? uhhhh&lt;br /&gt;24. What was your favorite TV program? A Shot at Love with Tila Tequila (really?!)&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year? No no I don't hate anybody and hopefully never will.&lt;br /&gt;26. What was the best book you read? Empire Falls, London is the Best City in America&lt;br /&gt;27. What was your greatest musical discovery? Kimya Dawson&lt;br /&gt;28. What did you want and get? to live in New York City&lt;br /&gt;29. What did you want and not get? braces&lt;br /&gt;30. What was your favorite film of this year? Juno, Knocked Up, Superbad, Becoming Jane&lt;br /&gt;31. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you? I turned 22 this year and went bowling but didn't actually bowl just hang out at the bar. It was a really good one.&lt;br /&gt;32. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying? If I won So You Think You Can Dance&lt;br /&gt;33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2007? anything ridiculous...like burnt siena silk pajamas, banana costumes, giant red ball gowns...etc.&lt;br /&gt;34. What kept you sane? The Golden Girls&lt;br /&gt;35. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most? Fancy? I like that word...um...James Macavoy.&lt;br /&gt;36. What political issue stirred you the most? Immigration&lt;br /&gt;37. Who did you miss? My college friends&lt;br /&gt;38. Who was the best new person you met? I couldn't possibly choose. I have met so many new and awesome people since moving here.&lt;br /&gt;39. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2007. Hmmm....I think people only allow themselves to be as happy as they think they deserve to be. I don't know if that makes sense. And also just be kind...it is far too much work being a hater. It's not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;40. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year: "Take whatever you think of while I go gas up the truck"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to 2006, 2007 was pretty unremarkable for me. I am optimistic about what's to come though.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:erinj:182483</id>
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    <title>The New Apple Store</title>
    <published>2007-12-15T19:18:43Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-15T19:18:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Everybody seems to have this big, gigantic boner for the new Apple store in the Meatpacking District. It has these spiral, clear glass stairs and all I could think when I saw them was "what a pervert's dream."</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:erinj:182242</id>
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    <title>pet peeve</title>
    <published>2007-12-06T00:23:06Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-06T00:32:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">When I email someone inviting them to do something and rather than respond they just show up. Then when I don't they're like, "Where are you?" and I'm like god dang man I didn't think you were going to go because you didn't respond ugghgfhgjfbvjdfn the world wide web frustrates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mixmap.com/407943/tracker_strict.jpg" border="0" height="1" width="1" style="visibility:hidden;" alt="MySpace Tracker"&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:erinj:181808</id>
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    <title>Disguise</title>
    <published>2007-11-30T01:28:50Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-30T01:28:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tonight I saw a man who looked like he was wearing one of these:&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v195/ejayinator/disguise.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except he wasn't wearing anything! He really looked like that! I laughed out loud and looked like a crazy New York person. Such is life.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:erinj:181718</id>
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    <title>I'm bored.</title>
    <published>2007-11-13T02:13:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-13T02:13:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Monday night t.v. sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night I was dancing with four people from Kenya. Sometimes I find myself in the strangest situations I have to second guess myself and my existence. I lost my wallet too but somehow not my cash. I was holding my cash in my hand (which was only like 12 dollars anyway) then suddenly my wallet was *POOF*...solid gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is so different from what it was this time last year.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:erinj:181348</id>
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    <title>thank you for being a friend, travel down the road and back again</title>
    <published>2007-10-23T21:40:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-23T21:41:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This weekend, this happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v195/ejayinator/IMG_0178.jpg" height="50%" width="50%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is me and Rue McClanahan, aka Blanche Devereaux aka the slutty one on The Golden Girls. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm seeing Morrissey. I am going to flail like no one who has ever flailed before.!!!!!!!!!! The more you ignore me, the closer I get, anyways!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:erinj:181191</id>
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    <title>the most human repelling techno music ever made</title>
    <published>2007-10-16T01:32:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-16T01:32:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was going to Hawaii in February but I cancelled my trip which now means I have $870 to spend on Continental Airlines tickets before September 2008.  The world is at my fingertips! I have no idea where to go since most of my friends are only a train or bus ride away. Does someone want to go somewhere with me please?</content>
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    <title>Jonathan Swift</title>
    <published>2007-10-12T11:54:33Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-12T11:54:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have started giving my brother's phone number to strange men that ask for my digits. This caused Dan to call me at work and ask why an Indian man named Frank was calling his cell phone, asking for me. Brian, if you read this, you're next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, at restaurants when waiters put plates down and say, "Don't touch the plate - it's very hot," I always always always have to touch the plate. I do it very quickly so I don't burn myself but I don't know, it just makes me so curious. How hot is the plate really? I bet other people do this too. If the waiter didn't provide such a warning, I probably wouldn't even touch the plate....but who knows! The humanity!</content>
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    <title>blarf</title>
    <published>2007-10-01T01:26:32Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-01T01:56:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Friday night I snapped the suspenders of a fireman.  Not the best idea in retrospect but I wanted to see what would happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I went to Boston and I invented a dance called "jello." There was also a hula hoop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things planned - my life keeps getting more and more ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixmap.com/" target="_new" title="MySpace Tracker"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mixmap.com/378750/tracker_strict.jpg" border="0" height="1" width="1" style="visibility:hidden;" alt="MySpace Tracker"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:erinj:180435</id>
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    <title>Saw my first New York celebrity today.</title>
    <published>2007-09-22T19:59:41Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-22T19:59:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ethan Hawke!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:erinj:180073</id>
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    <title>bank of america</title>
    <published>2007-09-18T01:27:50Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-18T01:27:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">They sent me ten dollars because I referred a friend.  They don't tell you which friend though so thank you kindly whoever said I referred them.  I'm now ten dollars richer.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:erinj:179921</id>
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    <title>oh my god.</title>
    <published>2007-09-16T15:50:08Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-16T15:50:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Last night I walked into a screen door. Everyone saw.  This is the tangled web I weave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month, I was here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v195/ejayinator/013_10A.jpg"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a really trippy art installation this weekend in the old Essex street market.  Also, all I ate yesterday was a canoli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I canceled my Facebook account, which is a hiatus that will probably last about 3 days.  Right now it feels great though.  It is finally autumn.  autumn autumn autumn. I am going to a Book Festival with new friends today. I am thinking of making this journal friends only again so I can write about my deepest, darkest secrets.    I shared secrets last night with two of my friends. I felt bad because I already knew Hilary's secret so it was anti-climactic.  I just used the word "secret" too many times in three sentences.  There is a best-selling book called "The Secret."  It looks stupid.</content>
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    <title>Britney Spears</title>
    <published>2007-09-10T23:27:40Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-10T23:27:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Everyone keeps talking about her performance at the VMAs and yes it was pretty boring but I really really liked her sparkly underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling this happens to a lot of people but sometimes when I am walking home from work or I am running in the park and a real toe-tapper of a song comes onto my iPod, all I want to do is frolick.  I have never had the guts to do so and probably never will but today I saw this woman in the park doing these athletic looking skips and I thought maybe I could just skip when a good song came on.  I could make my skipping look all athletic-like with strong and commanding arms.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:erinj:179334</id>
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    <title>this weekend</title>
    <published>2007-09-07T02:09:43Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-07T02:09:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I broke a glass table by sitting on it.  Got glass in the ass.  Impetigo from the wound.  Sometimes my life is like a romantic comedy without the romance.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:erinj:179085</id>
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    <title>sausage</title>
    <published>2007-08-30T22:17:31Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-30T22:18:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Often I encounter people in my life that tell me I look familiar, then proceed to ask me where I'm from.  This happens to me I think more than most people.  For example, it happened to me twice just this week.  I always tell them I have a familiar face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today I was thinking...what if I lived a lot of past lives and I encountered all these people in their past lives?  I'm a past-life popularity queen!  Imagine my myspace if it included past-life friends!  Flippin' sweet!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:erinj:178820</id>
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    <title>I have a crush.</title>
    <published>2007-08-30T00:25:41Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-30T00:25:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's on a celebrity.  Gotta aim high.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:erinj:178605</id>
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    <title>unlikely Japan</title>
    <published>2007-08-26T19:55:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-26T19:55:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My birthday is still a ways away but I think I want to do a scavenger hunt.  my first day of work is tomorrow latida.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:erinj:178336</id>
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    <title>maybe i'm just a perv</title>
    <published>2007-08-24T22:40:17Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-24T22:40:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">But everytime I hear/see/read the movie title "Two Days in Paris," I think of the Paris Hilton sex tape, aptly named, "One Night in Paris."</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:erinj:178171</id>
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    <title>um</title>
    <published>2007-08-15T01:05:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-15T01:05:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm really itching for a tattoo.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:erinj:177750</id>
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    <title>mini-update</title>
    <published>2007-08-13T13:26:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-13T13:26:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1. i got a real person job.  i start August 27th.  i can walk to work!!!!!  and i already have two friends that work for them.  it is with a reference book company that i would give the name of but you know online things scare me so i would rather not.  baller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  i went to maine.  it was so so so much fun we went tubing and ate lobster and went to the outlets and tara had a party where i met lots of fun people.  we also went for a ride on the ferry boat that she works on.  and we picked seaweed on the beach for her dad to use in a CLAMBAKE!  lighthouses galore!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  i am in connecticut now.  i am going to minnesota on friday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of things in my brain right now i.e. epic hangovers, books i've recently read, sunshine, things things things, contentedness lala skipadeedoo</content>
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