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Oct 29, 2003 21:50

goodbye old journal, old pal. Thanx for the good times. As a parting gift, or curse however you look at it, here are some pics form tour last summuh. ( thanx_kevin )

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robotsrevenge October 29 2003, 22:25:54 UTC
I'll miss it. 299-8453

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robotsrevenge October 30 2003, 07:42:21 UTC
is this your new one?

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nay_say_mayday October 30 2003, 09:59:50 UTC
it isn't quite new, but yes this is where I write now.

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fypast October 29 2003, 23:51:25 UTC
in order to see the pictures... it wants me to sign-in to eavesdroplove.com with a password, etc. what the hell is that?

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psh_ October 30 2003, 01:36:31 UTC
yeah... I dont know why it did that... ill try something else.

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nay_say_mayday October 30 2003, 02:19:43 UTC
whats the code for hiding your pictures behind a sentence that someone must click on for the pictures to appear?

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supportgroup October 30 2003, 12:26:44 UTC
[lj-cut text="the sentence which people must clicky"]

Your entry

[/lj-cut]

only, replace [ and ] with < and >

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chikako October 30 2003, 02:29:43 UTC
.i never saw the ones from our recording. [sigh] get better, i know you are sick.
.much love.

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a reflection on steel... tokyo___vogue October 31 2003, 03:09:55 UTC
so your'e done with livejournal eh? is it at all possible for you to give me your password for this journal... i'll change the look and the name and everything, but if no one updates with entries often enough, everything gets erased. and that would ultimately suck for me. you see. sometimes i come back and read old entries. my favortie one is still the first one i ever read. before i knew that this user was in fact you. i remember thinking "Goddamn, these entries are ingenius, this girl could probably write some deep lyrics..." i found truth in that. anyway, yeah, don't delete the journal, please?

an old friend once said-

..."When my eyes become a fountain, my mouth becomes a motor. inhales being broken into thirds. and i notice the putter of my lips, the buzz in my exhale. You could drop me out in the middle of a lake and my head would stay afloat. Yet somehow, here it sinks."...

ingenius-

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