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  <title>The Kingdom I Belong To</title>
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    <title>jd_243 @ 2006-03-01T17:48:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-01T07:21:42Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Today I had my skin checked for bad moles,&lt;br /&gt;ones that don't know how to play fair.&lt;br /&gt;I have mixed feelings about how it all went.&lt;br /&gt;I mean it's definitely great news &lt;br /&gt;that all the suspicious ones were classified as benign.&lt;br /&gt;But i kind of paid a lot for the check-up,&lt;br /&gt;and they found nothing?&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a tight ass that I expect to get value for money,&lt;br /&gt;even if it includes the detection of things I don't want!</content>
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    <title>jd_243 @ 2006-02-25T09:40:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-24T23:19:28Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Yesterday the worst thing that happened was the fact that we had no vegemite&lt;br /&gt;I regrouped though and searched for something else I could have for lunch&lt;br /&gt;Fritz! My Saviour! Perfect!&lt;br /&gt;Only the fritz was broken.&lt;br /&gt;Why would my mum buy bung fritz?&lt;br /&gt;Still tasted okay though.</content>
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    <title>jd_243 @ 2005-10-11T20:43:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-11T07:46:21Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Today we got up early and bussed it to Milford Sound. It took about 5 hours because we have to go all the way around so many mountains, but the scenic views are well worth the destination time. When we arrived at Milford Sound we embarked on a 2-hour cruise through an amazing basin surrounded by gigantic mountains and waterfalls. We happened to pick the perfect sunny day (Queenstown area rains 4-5 days a week) making for a particularly enjoyable cruise - can't wait to show the photos. We finally saw and touched snow! I'd given up because snow season had ended last Sunday and it hasn't been particularly cold since we've been here, but as we were driving through the mountains we came across great big heaps of snow that had come off the tops of the surrounding mountains. As soon as the bus stopped for a break we legged it to the nearest snow and played as much as we could, having snowball fights and getting legs stuck in at least 3-4 foot snow. I can finally cross that off my list now. We're going to go out on the town tonight I think so that should be cool. We're all a bit tired but having fun. Ash got stung by a bumble bee but we killed it back and we're going to try and bring him home 'cos they're so big and fat.</content>
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    <title>jd_243 @ 2005-10-10T19:34:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-10T06:49:39Z</published>
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    <lj:music>some poppy catchy crap in an internet place</lj:music>
    <content type="html">We arrived late last night in Queenstown - NZ's tourist mecca. The place never stops. There is stuff going on every single night. I don't think anybody even really lives in Queenstown, it'd be too expensive. I think the town is made up of tourists coming and going. There's a million things to do in Queenstown too; skiing, rafting, jet-boating, bungee and a heap more. It's probably a great place to spend a week or two if you have a bit of money. We actually went white-water rafting today, it was unbelievable. I was a bit apprehensive for a while but once you're actually going through the rapids the adrenaline kicks in and you have a blast. Ash and I sat up front and bore the brunt of the rivers freezing water. I'd highly reccomend it to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we're going to Milford Sound for a tour hour boat cruise. It's going to be sunny tomorrow too which is great because they only have about 20 sunny days a year apparently. The place we're going is very Lord of the Rings-esque, it's where they shot a fair bit of it. I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travelling in such proximity you see all parts of people. Some things get under your skin and it's hard to dig them out so you kind of withdraw for a while, other times you're having the time of your life and you're really grateful to be sharing it with everyone. I've loved getting to know Ash a lot better and I've appreciated the man-time we're taken out from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like forever since I've been kissed. In reality it hasn't been that long but if you're used to it, you notice when you don't have it. Heaps of people in Queenstown are travelling with their partners and I'd really love to travel with liss one day. It'd be cool to travel with another couple I think. As much as you're doing heaps while you're overseas there are heaps of times to think, especially if you've got a long car ride. I don't really think I've been away long enough to miss many people at all, I'd go this long without seeing a lot of people. It's only really Lissy that I miss because I'm used to seeing her so much and because she means the most to me, hope you know that if you're reading this Lissy (you better).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so long for now xo</content>
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    <title>Day 6ish I think of about 12 or something....</title>
    <published>2005-10-08T08:29:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-08T21:39:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ash playing guitar in the background</lj:music>
    <content type="html">We've been spending a few days in Wellington with some friends of Denessa which is great because it's free accommodation and we don't have heaps of money! Wellington is the type of city I could live in, it's not too busy but there's still things going on - if you can handle the wind anyway. I would miss the footy though so I don't know how I'd negotiate that.... Friday was my Aussie day which was really nice because it reminded me of home. I guess you come over to see something different but you still miss home a bit. We went to a pub for some dinner and they had the cricket on. Having a beer and seeing Gilly crack a ton against the rest of the world was pretty special. You get extra patriotic when you're an Aussie in a foreign pub. Then, later that evening me and Ash went into the city to see Ben Lee play live in Wellington. He happened to be touring and it was too good an opportunity to miss, it was great to hear an Australian and even talk to some aussies who went along to the gig. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early yesterday morning we left for the south island, travelling by the ferry which was cool. We're driving down to some place to see a glacier or something and then down to queenstown. I can see lots of snow on mountains which is really exciting, it's like the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, always seems to be just out of reach but I believe in my heart that we'll see real snow one day which is exciting! We spent almost all of yesterday driving actually, I don't love long car rides but the views on the south island are spectacular. You almost expect to see hobbits running around or something instead of sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a real privilege to come to New Zealand to see and do all the things we have. We're really lucky to have the money and the opportunity to do this kind of thing but I think next time I want to sow into a community instead of just spending and receiving as it seems we do. It's funny, when you're in a different country and you're without your normal support network you do crave connection with others a bit. You feel like making friends. I guess because you see so many people living their own lives here, they have a place in the city, they have things to do and people who love them. As a tourist you feel like you're on the outside looking in. When I am home I don't always have that same craving for connection with strangers but I tell myself that I should want to connect with people, make new friends and build relationships; especially because I want to build a career on doing that as a youth worker. Perhaps one of the reasons Jesus sought to connect and build phenomenal relationships with people was because he was a little homesick and missed those closest to him who provided him with his support. It's like we have a large rubber band that ties us to the places and people who make home for us. When we move further away from our home the tension of our ties grow stronger and we miss our home. That being said I'm really excited about the rest of the trip, meeting new people and I love the people I'm travelling with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was really nice at the hostel. They have a guitar here - a guitar! It seems like it's been so long since I've played guitar. Me and Ash sat out on the balcony of our hostel in the cold, playing and singing. I serenaded Ash with corny love songs and we had fun. Then we played pool and showed no mercy, beating the girls at doubles twice.</content>
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    <title>NZ '05</title>
    <published>2005-10-04T19:42:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-05T21:56:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well I've been in NZ for about 2-3 days now, they all blend in a bit! We're in Rotorua at the moment, about 4 hours south of Auckland. Rotorua is beautiful, I could probably live here only I'm a little glad I've got a blocked nose because everything smells like sulphuric acid (you know that rotten egg smell?) I think you get used to it though and I am -always- craving scrambled eggs... go figure. Rotorua is home to hot springs and geysers and that sort of thing, there's some pretty crazy things to see and do, but mostly it's a tourist packed lovely town! Auckland was okay but not knowing the city and having seen lots of cities in the past it wasn't that exciting. We had a 5-star dinner in this revolving restaurant up the top of some massive sky tower... we rocked up having not showered since early the previous day in our jeans and $7 snow boots and pretended we understood what the menu went and pretended we were posh. I don't really think we fooled anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy.... you know what? I don't even know what day it is. It's crazy, I don't really look at the time ever or what day it is. This life where I don't have stuff due and schedules to keep is pretty unknown to me I guess. Here we kind of go by what we feel, and if we feel like doing something we will! I'm enjoying the no-schedule side of things. We were all praying that I'd get better last night 'cos i was getting realy frustrated cos I've been pretty sick so far and then I jumped out of bed this morning! (literally, I jumped onto Ash's bed saying "good morning!" "good morning!" and then  I tickled carly's feet and they all said "fuck off Jesse" hehe. We went to a Maori Culture evening last night. We were welcomed by a Maori warrior who greeted us with a speer and intimidating gestures and movements. Ash was our tribes cheif and if he smiled or laughed at the warrior they would have found it extremely disrespectful and may have stabbed him with their spear... which would have been bad because he's our driver hehe. We sampled the maori history, cuisine and music which was great, I had 4 desserts ;) After that we went to the Polynesian Spas, 39-42 degree pools and soaked, sweated and chatted for about 3 hours. It was a great time to get Ash, Carly and Ness and talk about God and the things we love. Underneath the New Zealand stars swimming in a hot, steamy pool with great friends has become high up on the things I love.</content>
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    <title>Diary of a Boyfriend Living Dangerously</title>
    <published>2005-06-05T11:36:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-06T10:59:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Thinking about how females who are close enough often synchronise their menstrual cycles makes me aware of perhaps my greatest fear as a man; what if all girls everywhere become hormonally synchronised and have their period at the same time... globalisation is great they say, different cultures on our door step they say, well heck - what if the whole world becomes so close that every girl gets their period at the same time?! I know what you're thinking, well at least that would mean there would be three great weeks right? Yeah well sorry if I'm not so confident that we'll actually make it through that one week first. I think that's why test cricket was invented... yeah sorry honey, I've got to go play sport for five days, hate to leave you while you're a little upset, hope you understand.... think men go fishing to catch fish? Think again. We don't even really like fish but we like fishing better than periods and household chores. We also know that no girl is going to venture out on the high seas when there is a danger that she will attract sharks. They love blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose it's not that bad though ;)</content>
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    <title>jd_243 @ 2005-03-01T12:04:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-01T01:36:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-01T01:36:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's amazing how much we hold on to our claims and rights as individuals while at the same time worry and complain about being alone.</content>
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    <title>The Creation Account</title>
    <published>2005-01-08T13:57:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-08T13:57:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ren and Stimpy - We Wish You A Hairy Chest Wig</lj:music>
    <content type="html">In the beginning, God created tummies. Now the tummy was formless and empty.&lt;br /&gt;And God said, "Let there be lollies," and there was lollies.&lt;br /&gt;God saw that the lollies were good, and the tummies did grow.&lt;br /&gt;And God said, "Let there be bellies," And it was so.&lt;br /&gt;Then God said, "Let the bellies produce body hair." And it was so. &lt;br /&gt;The belly produced spouts and tufts of hair.&lt;br /&gt;And God said, "Let there be beach weather." &lt;br /&gt;And the belly had reason to be exposed, and God saw that it was good.&lt;br /&gt;And God said, "Let the beach teem with living creatures, girlfriends and ice-cream"&lt;br /&gt;And for some reason, somewhere along the line God created hair-clippers.&lt;br /&gt;For the most part creation was pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;God blessed them and said enjoy the ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;The man and the woman were both naked, and they felt no shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fall of Man&lt;br /&gt;Now the serpent was more crafty than any of the wild animals the Lord God had made.&lt;br /&gt;He said to Jesse "Trim your body hair, you'll look hot"&lt;br /&gt;Jesse seemed to remember that either God or someone on television warned against this,&lt;br /&gt;but couldn't resist temptation nevertheless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Jesse began trimming his body hair with the hair-clippers&lt;br /&gt;before he knew it, all his hair was gone and he looked stupid.&lt;br /&gt;He realised that previously his belly hair hid any flabby-ness.&lt;br /&gt;Then the eyes of Jesse (and presumably his girlfriend when she gets back from holiday) were opened,&lt;br /&gt;and Jesse realised he looked stupid; so he sewed fig leaves together and made coverings for his belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God cursed Jesse so that his girlfriend would laugh at him &lt;br /&gt;and Jesse was banished from the beach to work on his abs and grow his hair back.</content>
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    <title>jd_243 @ 2005-01-06T14:31:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-06T04:04:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-06T04:04:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table align="center" width="300" style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; color: black"&gt;
	&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In the year 2005 I resolve to:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		be a carnivorous fish.&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://resolution.geek-foo.net" style="color: red;"&gt;Get your resolution here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>jd_243 @ 2004-12-11T18:42:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-11T08:16:45Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-11T08:29:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>dad's old music "loves gonna live here again" hehe :)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I have a lady friend :) you know... one of those special ones :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is speaking of the 90's as if they are some far off distant creepy decade but they're not, they were like 5 years ago! argh! It's not like they're the 80's or anything. I swear i'm not one of those lame guys who hold onto their youth like grim death by wearing far outdated clothes and listening to prehistoric music... right guys? Not only that, a few years ago it would have been not even funny to dress up in 80's gear as a joke, but now there are 80's parties all the time because it's such a novelty..... the times they are a-changing...</content>
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    <title>jd_243 @ 2004-11-17T13:50:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-17T03:21:48Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-17T03:21:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Flaming Lips - Do You Realise</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Thankyou for being you... Flaming Lips</content>
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    <title>jd_243 @ 2004-11-15T14:30:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-15T04:19:40Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-15T04:19:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Dust Brothers - Commissioner Castration</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I see your glasses, they stand out. You wear massive frames. Sometimes you look really bad in glasses. Maybe your answer is to ignore that you even have glasses on. I wear glasses too and most of the time I can't tell that they're on either. If I try and look at myself I can only see the tip of my nose, I only partly see the glasses I wear. Sometimes when I'm with you I see my reflection in your lenses, even still it's easier to stare at your frames and ignore my own. I quite often have the arrogance to believe that I can see through my glasses in a way that is far clearer than you can, and you know i'm really sorry for that. I wish I could take off my glasses and smash them. They help me to see so many things, but they don't necessarily help me or anyone to see better. I just wanted to apologise anyway, I guess I just wanted you to see things my way, through my glasses. I dunno, things just look pretty.</content>
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    <title>Grrrrrrr</title>
    <published>2004-11-12T10:06:48Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-12T10:06:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm tired, but it's too early to sleep&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored, but I can't be bothered doing anything&lt;br /&gt;I should exercise more, but you know...&lt;br /&gt;I'm stressed, but I'll still ignore my study&lt;br /&gt;I want a hug, but I don't feel like calling anyone&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm living with an annoying housemate, but that person is me&lt;br /&gt;and why on earth do men have nipples?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I could go argue with myself some more orrrrrrr I could watch some cartoons yay!&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy again</content>
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    <title>Pride's Last Stand</title>
    <published>2004-10-31T12:30:59Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-31T12:30:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Sound Of My Male Ego Imploding...reeeowwooshfizzlefizle</lj:music>
    <content type="html">After my last post I'd like to say that&lt;br /&gt;I have been partaking in events more manly&lt;br /&gt;but I can't.... I did something horrible last night&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't drinking excessive beer, &lt;br /&gt;nor was I talking about football&lt;br /&gt;The only time cars came into the equation &lt;br /&gt;was when i played with a matchbox truck &lt;br /&gt;that was on the table as a decoration&lt;br /&gt;But that one truck isn't enough to make me a man&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't make up for the fact that I sang kareoke&lt;br /&gt;it gets worse though;&lt;br /&gt;I liked it.&lt;br /&gt;The lights. The crowd. The atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;I sang like Shannon Noll &lt;br /&gt;and you can bet your boots I was true to myself&lt;br /&gt;Should I hand in my male bits like a policeman hands in their badge? &lt;br /&gt;Speak the truth in love, or forever hold your peace.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm a let down to men everywhere&lt;br /&gt;but I won't cry, 'cos real men don't cry.</content>
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    <title>Getting Freaky On The Dance Floor</title>
    <published>2004-10-28T15:22:45Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-28T15:22:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I haven't really done anything exciting lately&lt;br /&gt;though I started nightclub dancing classes on tuesday night... &lt;br /&gt;I'm really bad and everyone up til now has just been really nice to me when I dance. &lt;br /&gt;They say Jesse, you looked so happy, I didn't want to break your heart... &lt;br /&gt;I go out dancing with my mates&lt;br /&gt;Four of us guys.&lt;br /&gt;We have a lot of fun when we go out on the town&lt;br /&gt;and none of us want to pick up at a nightclub anyway&lt;br /&gt;So when people see us dancing together and inevitably ask us if we're gay&lt;br /&gt;We say sure, smile, and keep dancing&lt;br /&gt;Some girl came up to my mate Angus the other evening&lt;br /&gt;and was like "you're a good dancer"&lt;br /&gt;So I intervened&lt;br /&gt;looked her in the eye and said,&lt;br /&gt;"hey, are you hitting on my boyfriend?"&lt;br /&gt;She was speechless&lt;br /&gt;I said "c'mon Angus, let's go"&lt;br /&gt;And then there were two girls dancing provocatively near us&lt;br /&gt;Stu looked at me and said "We can top that"&lt;br /&gt;So we did and they ignored us.&lt;br /&gt;We had so much fun :)&lt;br /&gt;We are having bad luck getting girlfriends though.</content>
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    <title>My Day at the Surgery</title>
    <published>2004-10-25T02:51:01Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-25T02:52:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Smashing Pumpkins - Perfect</lj:music>
    <content type="html">All my time spent before going to see the doctor is used thinking about &lt;br /&gt;how I'd spend my last days if I'm told that I'll die.&lt;br /&gt;I ALWAYS expect to hear the doctor say that they've found something &lt;br /&gt;and I should start thinking about what I want to do with the last remaining days.&lt;br /&gt;Even if i'm going in for a cold.&lt;br /&gt;I figure at least I've got some kind of reaction planned&lt;br /&gt;actually this is Nic's fault for telling me I've probably got cancer. &lt;br /&gt;So anyway if I was going to die real soon &lt;br /&gt;I'd probably tell you guys how you're special in your own little ways, &lt;br /&gt;apologise for the ways we could have been closer &lt;br /&gt;and tell you that if you wanna hang out with me that I'll be in heaven &lt;br /&gt;and I'd love for you to meet me there. &lt;br /&gt;I'd also probably try and talk someone into playing a joke at my funeral &lt;br /&gt;by telling everyone that my corpse just moved or something. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as far as I know I'm not dying, well only in the normal slow kinda way. &lt;br /&gt;I kinda had fun at the doctors actually. &lt;br /&gt;I had heaps of blood extracted and I got to pee in a cup. &lt;br /&gt;As the doc was about to extract my blood his tummy let out the biggest rumbling, &lt;br /&gt;I sat up looked, him in the eye and said "I'm on to you, vampire!" he loved it. &lt;br /&gt;My bladder was surprisingly compliant when it came to the urine sample. &lt;br /&gt;After the doc assured me that we only needed a little bit&lt;br /&gt;but I came back with a full jar. &lt;br /&gt;I said to him "Check this out, I could have filled two"&lt;br /&gt;"Ah that's ok, we only needed..."&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe even three" I interrupted enthusiastically.&lt;br /&gt;He dipped a narrow card into my urine to test if I had any protein in my urine&lt;br /&gt;I told him he had a great job &lt;br /&gt;and then as he examined the test card I asked him if I was pregnant&lt;br /&gt;He asked if I was nervous.&lt;br /&gt;They left my blood and urine samples on the reciptionists counter&lt;br /&gt;With a smile, I said to her "Hey, that's my wee"&lt;br /&gt;She smiled back at me.&lt;br /&gt;And then I went home</content>
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    <title>jd_243 @ 2004-10-19T18:09:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-19T08:50:23Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-29T13:55:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I need a nap... it's 5pm, what am I, 4 years old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He who understands others is wise; He who understands himself is enlightened. [Taoism]</content>
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    <title>jd_243 @ 2004-10-05T22:50:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-05T13:27:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-05T13:27:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Inner-rejoicing of my lil heart and soul</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I checked my bank balance expecting there to be about $20 give or take&lt;br /&gt;Nup&lt;br /&gt;There was $700&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;I got my Tax!&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I danced&lt;br /&gt;and danced&lt;br /&gt;and sung a little bit&lt;br /&gt;while dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos i got my tax back&lt;br /&gt;I've never got tax back before&lt;br /&gt;Yay!</content>
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    <title>The Eagle Has Sunbaked, Lied, Loved and thought about Running Away</title>
    <published>2004-10-05T01:39:57Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-05T01:39:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Smashing Pumpkins - Landslide</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I really love the weather at the moment, it's so beautiful. It's definitely my favourite time of the year. I love the mornings and the evenings, especially as the sun is coming down, the leaves glow as if they are made of gold and the air is warm and re-newing, night walks! I love night walks in summer. I'm so glad the cold is over! It makes study hard though, today I am supposed to write an assignment and then go to work this afternoon but the weather is so good, i bet i just go outside and play guitar or something *sigh* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss made me a big dinosaur cake the other day, why you ask? Is it wrong to lie about it being your birthday so that your boss will make you elaborate decorative cakes?! The day after I told her though she goes to me "jesse, you're in trouble" I freaked out and started thinking of all the crappy things I had done, the guilt drove me crazy, thinking that she must have somehow found out that it wasn't my birthday I confessed. She laughed though and said if i was good i'd get one anyway so I was sweet as pie, and so was the cake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a wedding on saturday as well, it was so beautiful. My mate from uni was getting married. He was waiting for her out the front, I remember seeing the excited look on his face, he was literally jumping around and when his bride finally came and met him he held her hands so tight. I felt so lucky just to be a witness to it all, it was one of those really clear moments for me that made me realise that not a lot else in life matters or at least could come close to what they were sharing. I told some customers that I was going to get married real soon, next year maybe and they laughed and told me i should probably meet a nice girl first.... details &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and a friend are going to be doing nightclub dancing classes really soon haha it's going to be so fun, i don't know if people will take it seriously or not, but either way it'll be some exercise and a good way to catch with my friend each week. In other news I'm pretty sure I'm going to India next year for 6 months, its becoming more and more likely to happen. I mean I could do anything next year, I feel secure in where I'm heading with uni and life in general so I know if i want to go somewhere, I can basically. I want to go between May and October next year, which is good cos it means mum n dad will buy my plane ticket for my birthday ;) but mum says she won't buy my ticket for me if I'm travelling by myself because you can get sick and die really quickly in India, but we'll see. I will probably only spend about a month travelling around India itself, 5 months working or something. In Uttar Pradesh (near the Himalayas) you can volunteer to help Tibetan refugees or there are sooooo many places where I could help out and do something. I know it would challenge me so much, but that's the point right? It's about time I do something significant. I worked out that I will save at least $2000 this summer, I could do the right thing and get a car and such or I could do something amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me a story xo</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>jd_243 @ 2004-09-28T16:38:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-28T07:38:22Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-28T07:38:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dashboard Confessional - For You To Notice</lj:music>
    <content type="html">'Welcome to Heaven,' the Archangel Gabriel announced. 'Now it's not quite over yet. I regret to announce that one person  is going to have to leave. Anyway I'll give a bit of time to work things out, oh and good luck!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The saints stood there in shock, they thought their eternal place was secure. They had endured life, lived it well in fact. Just in case though, they spent their time in heaven trying their best to live perfect lives. Some of them were so good at it that they just knew that it wouldn't be them that missed out. Oh how they compared favourably! One young man however wasn't so confident in his ability to live the proper life. Oh how he worried about slipping up and missing out on spending eternity with God. The thought tore at his soul, how can I be me and yet live the 'good life' just like everyone else? He was so confused that he asked to speak to God - who was he to ask to be in the presence of God? and what if in the presence of God he said the wrong thing and became the person to be kicked out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the young man aproached God, overcome by His beauty and glory the young man thought again about the risk he was taking - he had spent his whole life slipping up, now would be the worst time. Still he carried on and came before God as a man who knew his likelihood and tendency to slip up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'God,' he said with a tone of reluctance and fear. 'I'm not so sure I belong here. I know I could try real hard to be like the other saints, but in the end I just don't think I could compare so well.' A tear rolled down his cheek as he looked up and said 'You know I really want to be here, as I stand here in your presence I am sure that this is all I want for eternity - even the thought of someone missing out on this rips me up inside. I know we're only talking about one person, but Father, no-one should miss out on this! To be in your presence in beyond words, Father please don't send anyone away.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young man was full of sorrow as he thought about the possibility of anyone missing out. An inner struggle broke out within him and in the end he had to force it out. 'Lord, send me out of heavens gates.' There. He had said it. The characteristic slip up. He went before the Lord and blew his chance of eternity, gave it away even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Father, if you could just send one person to make sure that everyone had their own special place in eternity, then let that be the contribution I have made.' The sacrifice broke his heart, he couldn't believe where compassion had just lead him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Father smiled warmly. 'I have already sent one as a ransom for all.' He began to chuckle affectionately 'Ah Gabriel, he does have a devious sense of humour! None of you are leaving, he was just talking about the last bits of work Jesus is doing. He'll be back soon! God laughed one more time, 'Even in heaven people have forgotten that it is not about what you have done, rather it is about what has been done on your behalf!'</content>
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    <title>jd_243 @ 2004-09-23T00:05:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-22T14:49:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-22T14:49:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The peak of Adelaide news;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway there's a report on the news tonight of a stolen sex toy (worth $1500) and a large collection of adult DVD's. The thief, seen fleeing the adult sex shop, however was taken into custody through the efforts of a citizens arrest by a man who was a former boxer. The name of the thief? Michael Hunt... Mike Hunt? bullllshit... it all has to be a fabricated joke right? Funniest thing I've ever seen on the news. I think the former boxer may have been named Hugh Jarse...</content>
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    <title>The Real World Can Wait</title>
    <published>2004-09-21T04:26:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-21T04:26:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Things can weigh you down&lt;br /&gt;They can knock you around&lt;br /&gt;So the bruises prove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the score&lt;br /&gt;As you pick yourself off the floor&lt;br /&gt;Is it just to lose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bridge)&lt;br /&gt;And you look at me with your flag unfurled&lt;br /&gt;With words that say 'welcome to the real world'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you say to me with your words so wise&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't act so surprised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;I've listened to what everyone has to say&lt;br /&gt;Then I looked outside, it was a beautiful day&lt;br /&gt;It'd be such a shame if I didn't stray&lt;br /&gt;The real world can wait&lt;br /&gt;X 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Sammy P I've written about 3 new songs lately, &lt;br /&gt;I need a couple more verses for this one though&lt;br /&gt;so feel free to add some stuff... or anyone else for that matter&lt;br /&gt;I finished another one that I had started earlier, &lt;br /&gt;it's called 'Behind Enemy Lines'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either she sees through time&lt;br /&gt;Or just reads minds&lt;br /&gt;She gets the best of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try my best &lt;br /&gt;To keep my secrets dressed&lt;br /&gt;The ones no-one can see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;She looks into my eyes and goes beyond&lt;br /&gt;Searches my soul, she knows the front that I put on&lt;br /&gt;She knows me better than i know myself&lt;br /&gt;She knows me better than i know myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking the opportunity&lt;br /&gt;To bypass my security&lt;br /&gt;No stranger to enemy lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking secret codes&lt;br /&gt;Travelling untravelled roads&lt;br /&gt;She paves her way into my heart of hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;She looks into my eyes and goes beyond&lt;br /&gt;Searches my soul, she knows the front that I put on&lt;br /&gt;She knows me better than i know myself&lt;br /&gt;She knows me better than i know myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andddddddddd finally Nic I did some stuff with&lt;br /&gt;that poem you gave me and put some music to it&lt;br /&gt;It's a bit silly but i kinda like it &lt;br /&gt;but if you think it sucks i'll&lt;br /&gt;destroy all records that it ever existed...&lt;br /&gt;you can name it or something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thought she'd do&lt;br /&gt;Something to&lt;br /&gt;cheat her fate, &lt;br /&gt;her destiny date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she stabbed her eyes&lt;br /&gt;With stale french fries&lt;br /&gt;Then she burnt down her fence&lt;br /&gt;'Cos it didn't make sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No it didn't make sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She pinched her skin&lt;br /&gt;And held her breath&lt;br /&gt;I could go to the right&lt;br /&gt;Or I could go to the left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She laughed with glee&lt;br /&gt;'Cos no one could see&lt;br /&gt;Where her life would take her&lt;br /&gt;Or what fate would make her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you couldn't see this coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went to the beach&lt;br /&gt;Said an improvised speech&lt;br /&gt;And swam away&lt;br /&gt;From us that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we started to cry&lt;br /&gt;But didn't ask ourselves why&lt;br /&gt;With our heads hung&lt;br /&gt;We knew she'd always die young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we knew she'd always die young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tried to cheat her fate&lt;br /&gt;Her destiny date&lt;br /&gt;But we knew she'd always die young...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness... I have to stop wasting time and study now :S</content>
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    <title>jd_243 @ 2004-09-14T21:43:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-14T12:24:30Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-14T12:24:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">the cat was sleeping on the edge of a springy mattress in the living room so i jumped on the other side... so maybe the cat didn't even move, but in my head the potential flying cat process was hilarious... kinda like if there was a window washer who spent ages getting a big window looking spotless only for a young kid to run into it full pelt. You could imagine a smile creeping across the window washers face as he says to himself 'ah, makes it's all worth it really.' hmm maybe i don't have a very good sense of humour...</content>
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    <title>Political Primate</title>
    <published>2004-09-14T04:08:59Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-14T04:08:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Iron and Wine - Such Great Heights</lj:music>
    <content type="html">She spent her life wanting to lead her kind&lt;br /&gt;She might have done okay if she wasn't out of her mind&lt;br /&gt;A lifelong dream, her goal, her passion&lt;br /&gt;A monkey's rights she lived to fashion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A seat in parliament she wanted most&lt;br /&gt;Indigenous tribal monkeys, vote for us&lt;br /&gt;Equal rights for every person was not enough&lt;br /&gt;Disadvantaged monkeys are doing it tough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Political dignitaries&lt;br /&gt;Never really took her seriously&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she didn't care, or just didn't know&lt;br /&gt;But she was a monkey at heart and this was no joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't mess with someone who think they're an animal&lt;br /&gt;For their actions may not be entirely accountable&lt;br /&gt;She'd write herself a different history page&lt;br /&gt;In an all-guns blazing psychotic rampage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They should have let the monkey girl run&lt;br /&gt;It's not like she would have even won&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to democracy?&lt;br /&gt;A sympathetic vote for the crazy monkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may feel like you don't have any voice&lt;br /&gt;But that is just a matter of choice&lt;br /&gt;If you are willing to stand up for what you believe&lt;br /&gt;Who knows what you will receive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took a while but it was worth the fight&lt;br /&gt;She had a win for monkeys rights&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't choose a place like jail to be&lt;br /&gt;But they gave the monkey girl her very own tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They should have let the monkey girl run&lt;br /&gt;It's not like she would have even won&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to democracy?&lt;br /&gt;A sympathetic vote for the crazy monkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the weirdest dream I've ever had... at least if it really happened I'd know who to vote for...</content>
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