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  <title>suess</title>
  <subtitle>bitch!</subtitle>
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  <updated>2005-08-31T01:34:53Z</updated>
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    <title>doctersuess @ 2010-08-30T21:34:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-31T01:34:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-31T01:34:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">blue paint&lt;br /&gt;and a shower...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somthing about that turns me on for some reason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt help myself, hahahahaha it was awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-suess</content>
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    <title>doctersuess @ 2010-07-24T17:23:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-24T21:24:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-24T21:24:11Z</updated>
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&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;1) Who is your favorite relative? leslie&lt;br&gt;2) Who is your best friend(s)? ryan joe brian&lt;br&gt;3) Who is your least liked singer/actor/actress/blah? i dont know?&lt;br&gt;
4) Favorite singer/actor/actress/blah?&amp;nbsp; the modle of the cover of hustler may of 02&lt;br&gt;5) Who was (or is) your favorite teacher? mrs robberts, 8th grade, we all wanted to bone her&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6) What is your favorite tv show? family guy&lt;br&gt;7) What is your favorite vacation spot? TIJUANA!!!&lt;br&gt;8) What is your favorite age (so far)? who the fuck has a fav&amp;nbsp; age?&lt;br&gt;9) What is the most unique thing you can do? be unbelieveably sexy&lt;br&gt;10)
What annoys you the most?&amp;nbsp; offering to get some one somthing, and
they say no, and when you get it, they take some of yours&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Where&lt;br&gt;11) Where do you go to pick your nose? where ever im standing&lt;br&gt;12) Where do you like to eat? anyplace that has food&lt;br&gt;13) Where is your toothbrush at this moment? baathroom&lt;br&gt;14) Where is the nearest playground? neighbors yard&lt;br&gt;15) Where do you feel the most comfortable? alseep, where ever taht happends to be&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When &lt;br&gt;16) When do you celebrate your birthday? on my birthday you fucking retard&lt;br&gt;17) When is your next big even? graduation?&lt;br&gt;18) When is your bedtime? 8 45 on school nites&lt;br&gt;
19) When are you going to drink out of a plastic cup? next time im at a kegger&lt;br&gt;20) When was your last doctor's appointment? when i burnt my arms, on dec 17, 04&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How&lt;br&gt;21) How do you get around most of the time? drive my car&lt;br&gt;22) How do you get "unbored"? play with my sisters&lt;br&gt;23) How do you ask a stranger where the bathroom is? "donde es el shitter?"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (or pisser, witch ever is convinant)&lt;br&gt;24) How do you sit in a chair? on my leg, only one tho, usually my right, but im sittin m my left right now&lt;br&gt;25)
How are you sitting in a chair (or whatever your sitting on, an
exercise ball?, hah!) right now? refer to 24 &amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;[last word you said] - i read out loud, so the question i guess&lt;br&gt;[last song you sang] -  what ever was on the radio&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;br&gt;[last thing you laughed at] - joe&lt;br&gt;[last time you said 'I love you'] -last time i talked to bri&lt;em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;[last time you cried] - 7 years ago&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;|| `*Present*` ||&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br&gt;[what color socks are you wearing] - not wearing them&lt;br&gt;[current annoyance] - mom&lt;em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;[current
longing] - to get drunk as shit and not notice a thing in the world,
and all the stupid ass shit that people do, for no fucking reason&lt;br&gt;[current book] - wocket in my pocket&lt;br&gt;[current worry] - that school is gonna be hard&lt;br&gt;[story behind your journal username] - i love suess &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;[current favorite article of clothing] - im in a towel?&lt;br&gt;[favorite place to be] - in my bed home alone, perfectly quite&lt;em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;[least favorite place] - my bed when im being wokin up&lt;br&gt;[strong in mind or strong in body] - mind&lt;br&gt;[time you wake up in the morning] - hmm usually about 11 30 or 12, but some times i got shit to do so i get up earlier&lt;br&gt;
[favorite color] - clear&lt;br&gt;[do you believe in an afterlife]- i believe in aliens&lt;br&gt;[how tall are you] - 5'11&lt;br&gt;[current favorite word(s)/Sayings] -&amp;nbsp; im a quiet person now a days &lt;br&gt;[favorite season] - winter&lt;br&gt;[one person from your past you wish you could go back and talk to] - my moms dad&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;[one person you wish was here right now] - hmm&amp;nbsp; ryan &lt;br&gt;[favorite day] - its summer, wahts the days matter?&lt;br&gt;[a
random lyric] -&amp;nbsp; i said a hip hop, a hibby a hibby to the hip hip
hop ya dont stop a rocking to bang bang boggy said up jump the boogy to
teh rythem of the boogegdy beat&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;|| `*present*` ||&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/u&gt;[in cd player] - nothing&lt;br&gt;[on feet] -nothing&lt;br&gt;[under bed] - nothing &lt;br&gt;[what time you got up] - 1130&lt;br&gt;
[time it is now] -5 20&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;|| `*future*` ||&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/u&gt;[you want to grow up to] -live&lt;br&gt;[ideal job] -&amp;nbsp; ove htat makes a shit ton of money&lt;br&gt;[probable job] - one that makes a shit ton of money&lt;br&gt;[you want to live (place)] - alaska&lt;br&gt;[number of children you want] -&amp;nbsp; shit tons&lt;br&gt;
[kind of car] - lincon&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;|| `*current*` &lt;/u&gt;||&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;[mood] - bored.&lt;br&gt;[music] -none&lt;br&gt;[taste] - tooth paste.&lt;br&gt;[hair] - brown&lt;br&gt;[attire] - towel&lt;br&gt;[annoyance]&amp;nbsp; -mom&lt;br&gt;
[smell] -&amp;nbsp; air? &lt;br&gt;[longing] - you asked this already&lt;br&gt;[desktop image] black&lt;br&gt;[fav. music artist] - donno&lt;br&gt;[fingernail color] - clear?&lt;br&gt;[crush] - brianna&lt;br&gt;[time-wasting wish]&amp;nbsp; what? &lt;br&gt;[hate] -you&lt;br&gt;
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    <title>doctersuess @ 2010-07-21T20:06:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-22T00:07:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-22T00:07:05Z</updated>
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&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-- LA LA LAND --&lt;br&gt;What's your sleeping position? on my side, witch ever side, doesnt matter&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;br&gt;Even in hot weather do you use a blanket? yea, a thin blanket with every fan on high pointed at me&lt;br&gt;Do you snore? no&lt;br&gt;Do you sleepwalk? not when im sober&lt;br&gt;Do you talk in your sleep? nope, i keep my mouth closed so i dont drool or swallow any spiders.&lt;br&gt;Do
you sleep with stuffed animals? nope, i try to keep my bed as empty as
possible, unless bri counts as a stuffed animal, buts shes not fuzzy&lt;br&gt;How
about with the light? depends on how tired i am, some times its all i
can do to walk into my room and try to make it to the bed, no time for
lights to be turned off, i turn them off if they wake me up at nite
time tho.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;Do you fall asleep with the TV or radio on? depends on if anything good is on while im falling asleep.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;LEVEL ONE:&lt;br&gt;-- Name: Suess&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;br&gt;-- Birthdate: feb 4 88&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;br&gt;-- Birthplace: Washington State&lt;br&gt;-- Current Location: Camden County&lt;br&gt;-- Eye Color: everything but any shade of brown&lt;br&gt;-- Hair Color: light brown? or dark brown? i donno i cant see it.&lt;br&gt;-- Height: 5 11&lt;br&gt;-- Righty or Lefty: bilingule (sp?)&lt;br&gt;-- Zodiac Sign: ?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;LEVEL TWO&lt;br&gt;-- Your heritage: white .&lt;br&gt;-- The shoes you wore today: my flip flops, then briannas when i couldnt find mine&lt;br&gt;-- Your weakness: seeing charlie cry&lt;br&gt;-- Your fears: me being the one that made charlie cry&lt;br&gt;--
Goal you'd like to achieve:&amp;nbsp; you know how some times you wish you
could tell your parents everything?&amp;nbsp; i want to be that for
charlie, i kno wim her bro, and its differnt when its a brother, but
our age differance, i think that she'll look to me as a second dad type
of thing, i just want to be her brother, so she can be honest with me,
and know that her secrest are safe with me. thats what i want.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;LEVEL THREE&lt;br&gt;-- Your most overused phrase: fuck taht shit&lt;br&gt;-- Your thoughts first waking up: where am i?&lt;br&gt;-- Your best physical feature: my body&lt;br&gt;-- Your bedtime: 8 45 on school nites&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;LEVEL FOUR&lt;br&gt;-- Pepsi or Coke: pepsi &lt;br&gt;-- McDonalds or Burger King: whitch ever&lt;br&gt;-- Single or group dates: single, i hate going out with groups, i dont ever really know the other people like brianna knows them&lt;br&gt;--
Adidas or Nike: all day i dream about
sex&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
.. i mean sports..&lt;br&gt;-- Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: home brewd, whitch ever kind&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;-- Chocolate or vanilla: vanilla&lt;br&gt;-- Cappuccino or coffee: soda&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;LEVEL FIVE&lt;br&gt;-- Smoke: nope&lt;br&gt;-- Cuss: only at church &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;-- Sing: ya mon&lt;br&gt;-- Take a shower everyday: nope, only when i can smell my self.&lt;br&gt;-- Have a crush(es): yeap&lt;br&gt;-- Do you think you've been in love: uh huh &lt;br&gt;-- Excited to go to college or university?: excited to grow up and make that shit ton of money&lt;br&gt;
-- Like high school: yea&lt;br&gt;-- Want to get married: yes &lt;br&gt;-- Believe in yourself: do you know who i am?!&lt;br&gt;-- Get motion sickness: nope&lt;br&gt;-- Think you're attractive: do yo uknow who i am?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- Think you're a health freak:&amp;nbsp; no?&lt;br&gt;-- Get along with your parents: as long as they get along with me&lt;br&gt;
-- Like thunderstorms: sure do&lt;br&gt;-- Play an instrument: my dingaling hahahha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;LEVEL SIX: In the past month...&lt;br&gt;-- Drank alcohol: yes &lt;br&gt;-- Smoked: no&lt;br&gt;-- Made out: yes&lt;br&gt;-- Gone on a date:yes&lt;br&gt;-- Gone to the mall: yes&lt;br&gt;-- Eaten an entire box of Oreos: no&lt;br&gt;-- Eaten sushi: no&lt;br&gt;-- Been on stage: no&lt;br&gt;-- Been dumped: no&lt;br&gt;-- Gone skating: no&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;-- Made homemade cookies: no&lt;br&gt;-- Gone skinny dipping: yes&lt;br&gt;-- Dyed your hair: no&lt;br&gt;-- Stolen anything: yes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;LEVEL SEVEN: Ever..&lt;br&gt;-- Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: hahaha si my son&lt;br&gt;-- Been caught "doing something":&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; haha once or five times, give or take 20&lt;br&gt;-- Been called a tease: along those lines&lt;br&gt;-- Gotten beaten up: yea, you cant win everyfight, and if you do, fuck with people bigger than you, add some sport into it, haha&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- Changed who you were to fit in: no .&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;LEVEL EIGHT&lt;br&gt;-- Age you hope to be married: before 26 at the latest&lt;br&gt;-- Numbers and Names of Children: (girl) brooke&amp;nbsp; lyn lewis,&amp;nbsp; (boy) Billie Andrew Lewis IV&lt;br&gt;-- Describe your dream wedding: in the moutains, like highlander shit&lt;br&gt;-- How do you want to die: in a car crash driving a car home for jessie from and auction&lt;br&gt;-- Where you want to go to college/university?: hmm armstong up in savanah would be nice&lt;br&gt;-- What do you want to be when you grow up?: a big kid:D&lt;br&gt;--
What country would you most like to visit: mexico, good memorys of that
place... i think?&amp;nbsp; well good pictures of that place that i was in,
i cant member if i was having fun or not, i had a head ache tho later
on that nite&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;LEVEL NINE: In a guy/girl...&lt;br&gt;-- Best eye color? baby poop&lt;br&gt;-- Best hair color? her natural, i donno why she dyes it&lt;br&gt;-- Short or long hair: looooooong&lt;br&gt;--
Height: a little shorter than me, short enuff to be picked up, but tall
enuff to man handle me when shit gets a little freaky, i like that in a
woman..&lt;br&gt;-- Best weight: what kind of queston is this?&lt;br&gt;
--&amp;nbsp; Best articles of clothing: any, as long as its on the floor beside the bed, i love it&lt;br&gt;
-- Best first date location: water front, unintentionally &lt;br&gt;-- Best first kiss location: under the starts&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;LEVEL TEN&lt;br&gt;-- Number of drugs taken illegally: cant remeber&lt;br&gt;-- Number of people I could trust with my life: 2 &lt;br&gt;-- Number of CDs: real cds?&amp;nbsp; who has those anymore??&lt;br&gt;-- Number of piercings: none&lt;br&gt;-- Number of tattoos: none yet&lt;br&gt;-- Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper?: once in kindergarden &lt;br&gt;-- Number of scars on my body: countless, like 20+&lt;br&gt;-- Number of things in my past that I regret: i dont live with regrets&lt;br&gt;
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    <title>to mi madre, with love</title>
    <published>2005-07-15T03:39:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-15T03:39:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;im a failure, &lt;br /&gt;a soon to be drop out&lt;br /&gt;some one who cant&lt;br /&gt;learn from their mistakes&lt;br /&gt;a lush&lt;br /&gt;good for nothin&lt;br /&gt;pot head&lt;br /&gt;who smokes &lt;br /&gt;a pack a day&lt;br /&gt;disrespectful, &lt;br /&gt;carless&lt;br /&gt;hopeless..&lt;br /&gt;i hang out&lt;br /&gt;with the wrong crowd&lt;br /&gt;you think to yourself&lt;br /&gt;"why can you &lt;br /&gt;be like chelsie?&lt;br /&gt;she doesnt do &lt;br /&gt;anything wrong&lt;br /&gt;ive never cought &lt;br /&gt;her doing anything"&lt;br /&gt;its becasue you &lt;br /&gt;dont expect her to fail, &lt;br /&gt;you look to me &lt;br /&gt;to relieve your saddness&lt;br /&gt;that your mom &lt;br /&gt;and dad gave you&lt;br /&gt;you say you love me&lt;br /&gt;how can you?&lt;br /&gt;if im all these things?&lt;br /&gt;how do you &lt;br /&gt;even look at me?&lt;br /&gt;some times you cant&lt;br /&gt;you just look right threw me&lt;br /&gt;so maybe the only thing&lt;br /&gt;that i really am&lt;br /&gt;or want to be&lt;br /&gt;to you is&lt;br /&gt;invisible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-suess</content>
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    <title>doctersuess @ 2009-07-12T20:19:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-13T00:19:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-13T00:19:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">DONT READ THIS SONG THINKING IM ASKING SOME ONE SOMTHING&amp;lt;&lt;br&gt;
IM SAYIN TO THEM JUST GET IT OVER WITH&amp;lt; &lt;br&gt;
SIENCE YOU FUCKED WITH ME ALREADY&amp;lt;&lt;br&gt;
THEY ARNT GONNA REALLY DO IT&amp;lt; &lt;br&gt;
JUST KNOW THAT IM SICK OF YOU doIN THIS SHIT&amp;lt;&lt;br&gt;
YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE&amp;lt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
(rock song, so scream at teh end when shit starts repeating itself for
the full dramatic sence of it,unless you see dot dot dot,&amp;nbsp; and
dont read it line for line, read it like you would a song)&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
your romance&lt;br&gt;
doesnt mean a thing&lt;br&gt;
dont love me&lt;br&gt;
dont close me in&lt;br&gt;
dont think of me&lt;br&gt;
just rush me&lt;br&gt;
tell your lies that bend&lt;br&gt;
to your fucking friends&lt;br&gt;
this shit will never end&lt;br&gt;
dont love me&lt;br&gt;
dont close me in&lt;br&gt;
just rush me&lt;br&gt;
our lives dont blend&lt;br&gt;
i never wanted too&lt;br&gt;
see you again&lt;br&gt;
this shit will never end&lt;br&gt;
dont love me&lt;br&gt;
dont close me in&lt;br&gt;
dont think of me&lt;br&gt;
just rush me&lt;br&gt;
just fuck me&lt;br&gt;
untill your sin&lt;br&gt;
leaves you with a grin&lt;br&gt;
then it starts again&lt;br&gt;
then it starts again&lt;br&gt;
this shit will never end&lt;br&gt;
im not your friend!!&lt;br&gt;
dont love me&lt;br&gt;
dont love me..&lt;br&gt;
dont love me!!!&lt;br&gt;
just fuck me&lt;br&gt;
just FUCK ME&lt;br&gt;
JUST FUCK ME&lt;br&gt;
dont love me...&lt;br&gt;
dont love me..&lt;br&gt;
your romance&lt;br&gt;
doesnt mean a thing..&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
-suess&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <title>doctersuess @ 2005-11-08T03:40:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-08T07:40:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-08T07:40:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hmm adonde to start?&lt;br /&gt;sunday i got cought with coronas in my room, hahah taht was blast.. and at a BBQ on the 4th, i accidentally spilt a beer that was my dads friend jeffs beer, i knocked it over when i was playin with their dog, and then my mom and dad pull up to his house, cus i got tehre first, adn jeff yells out teh door, "oh great, no more beer for billie, hes already spilling it!"  im like "fucking great, here we go, shouldnt ahve said that" hahahha then mom come up there, "OH lemme tell you what i fount!" yadda yadda yadda, then his wife starts lexuring me and jeff was like " shut the hell up, gettin all pissy at the dude for havin beer in his room, shut up!" hahahha iut was great, dont drink and drive kids, stay in school..&lt;br /&gt;yester day was a great day, one of the few days in a year that you look back too later on in the year.&lt;br /&gt;when i woke up, i got dressed, went to an interview at ciscos, got the job, went to briannas house, dragged her outta the house, and took her to moms work, then i went and picked up pizza  and a icee for my baby girl charlie, who went ape shit when she saw it and it was outta her reach, haha.  ate with mom and brianna, talked with them for a while, fount out from mom that my aunt sue, cusin leslie and cousin lindsay want to move down here, from ohio, so thatll be cool, ill introduce them to you all, and you better be nice cus i will fuck your shit all up ( me and bri go to my moms work for lunch a lot)  then i went and mowed the grass at her work, and then me and bri started to wash some cars, cus thats what we do best.  after we washed a few cars, we mowed a lil more, then we went back to her place, hung out ehere till she changed adn got ready, then we went to teh new mall in j vill, she drove there, almost killed us, 68 mph in the fast lane on 95 and wondering why people where riding her ass, haha i was embarassed.  when we got there she got like a protien smoothie with 6 raw eggs or some shit like that in it, and wonderd why i wouldnt try it?  that shit even looked groos, then she got a uncooked cookie, ugh...  we shoped around in a few stores, got hit on a few times, saw a freak in hollister, hahahaha it was funn, she was with her mom, it was like her mom said "im fuckin sick of you dressin like that!" and took her shoppin, haha it was a hoot.  then we went over to old navy, shoped there, i drove home, i didnt want to die that day and already risked fait one too many times.  went back to her place, she changed, then we took off back to my hizzy and played poker, this week just isnt any luck for me, ive won once outta 6 times, thats not good.. im loosin my touch, and nither did brianna, so that sucked, when we both were outta the game, i took her home, but this was at like 12 30, we stoped in the middle of the road to look at stars, then started to head back to her hizzy, but insted of takin her home i took her to the water front where we met, adn we went down on the dock adn talked for a while, well i talked, she listend, she was quite?  i donno, then we went back to her place and hung out for a while, got home and said good nite to mom lindsay les sue dad and chelsie, went to bed at like 3 30, and woe up at 4 30 today, called bri for a while, tehn started to watch team america for a bit and went back to sleep at like 5 30, woke up at 7 and went to pick up JP and then went to KFC then teh play ground, talked about random shit with an old friend, it was nice i had a good time, got home, and been sittin aound sience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its hard to keep my days stight in teh summer, i member everything i did, just not in any order or on what day..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-suess</content>
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    <title>doctersuess @ 2005-10-30T12:34:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-30T17:34:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-30T17:34:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my car wont start!  yay!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK!</content>
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    <title>doctersuess @ 2005-10-21T00:16:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-21T04:24:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-21T04:24:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hmm&lt;br /&gt;me and mom worked things out, i apologized first, told her i loved her adn gave her a hug, she said she was sorry and blew things outta proportion, so shes here to talk to me when i need her now&lt;br /&gt;me and pops got this fish tank as out new hobby, its great and a fun thing to do, we been spending alot of time together, so thats a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;ryan said hes gonna make a trip up here, witch is good cus i miss my nigga, we'll prolly get shit faced or somthing fun like that.&lt;br /&gt;me and chlsie are wanting to go up too see her boyfriend, she wants me to tag along this time, so thatll be fun.&lt;br /&gt;me and bri are doing better i guess, only time will tell, just get sick of being treated like shit, all of you can relate to that, its no fun&lt;br /&gt;i hung out with baby girl today, i love her so much, i smiled, shes goofy, and growiing like a weed, starting to walk and stuff, she was whinnie, untill i got there, then she smiled as soon as she saw me, that will make a pissed off person smile:D haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-suess</content>
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    <title>doctersuess @ 2005-10-19T22:33:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-20T02:39:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-20T02:41:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">where was mom when i neede to talk&lt;br /&gt;where was dad when i need a friend&lt;br /&gt;where was my bestfriend on graduation nite&lt;br /&gt;where was my girlfriend when i was all alone&lt;br /&gt;where was my big sister at when i needed to anger on life&lt;br /&gt;where was charlie at when i needed to know theres still things to smile about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some times i dont know why&lt;br /&gt;im always here for you guys&lt;br /&gt;but for some reason, ill always be&lt;br /&gt;-suess</content>
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    <title>doctersuess @ 2005-06-18T23:32:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-19T03:38:46Z</published>
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    <content type="html">we got dad a 55 gallon fish tank with a stained oak wood base that stands 30 inches off the ground, then the tank sits on top of it. cost alot, but he REALLY fuckin likes it, finally a year that dad got somthin hes really impressed with.  why are dads so damn hard to shop for?  i think its cus they usually make all teh money in the hosue, and you think to your self, "shit, niggas rich, if he wanted anything, he would already ahve it, so what does he want, that he wont buy himself...?"  its a tuff question..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate j-vill&lt;br /&gt;the traffic&lt;br /&gt;the stores&lt;br /&gt;the comotion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the zoo tho:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-suess</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:doctersuess:5750</id>
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    <title>doctersuess @ 2005-06-18T09:39:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-18T13:59:22Z</published>
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    <content type="html">this some bulllll shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this summer is going to be a copy of last summer, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-me and ryan got bored talkin online, so we decided to chilltogether (sound familiar?)&lt;br /&gt;-i got this new job as a dish bitch, i hate my job, as did the one before this one, adn every other freakin p.o.s. job ive ever had.&lt;br /&gt;-i make money, i spend money, never have anything to show for it, it all goes out to gifts, gas, insurance, and feeding me like twice a month, if that.  fucking sad that that is the only reward i can give myself for bustin my ass, just to drive, doesnt make sence does it?&lt;br /&gt;-i got in my car today to come home from ryans, turn it on, didnt touch the gas, breaks, nothing, and the car starts shakeing and shit adn the engin lite is on, the oil lite is on and the temp lite is on.  so i turn it off and give it another go, this time only the engin light is on, and i could feel the tranny slippin and the engin fuckin up, my cell was dead and it was sprinkeling out side, had to do like 35 mph on the way home just to make sure i got home in the car, the shits about to break down. (sound familiar?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways..&lt;br /&gt;im broke, i work a shitty job, and never have money, i had to barrow money from mom to go to san diago, so i re paid her, her b day was this month, there went a nother 100 bucks, insureance&lt;div class='ljparseerror'&gt;[&lt;b&gt;Error:&lt;/b&gt; Irreparable invalid markup ('&amp;lt;sp?&amp;gt;') in entry.  Owner must fix manually.  Raw contents below.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 95%; overflow: auto"&gt;this some bulllll shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this summer is going to be a copy of last summer, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-me and ryan got bored talkin online, so we decided to chilltogether (sound familiar?)&lt;br /&gt;-i got this new job as a dish bitch, i hate my job, as did the one before this one, adn every other freakin p.o.s. job ive ever had.&lt;br /&gt;-i make money, i spend money, never have anything to show for it, it all goes out to gifts, gas, insurance, and feeding me like twice a month, if that.  fucking sad that that is the only reward i can give myself for bustin my ass, just to drive, doesnt make sence does it?&lt;br /&gt;-i got in my car today to come home from ryans, turn it on, didnt touch the gas, breaks, nothing, and the car starts shakeing and shit adn the engin lite is on, the oil lite is on and the temp lite is on.  so i turn it off and give it another go, this time only the engin light is on, and i could feel the tranny slippin and the engin fuckin up, my cell was dead and it was sprinkeling out side, had to do like 35 mph on the way home just to make sure i got home in the car, the shits about to break down. (sound familiar?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways..&lt;br /&gt;im broke, i work a shitty job, and never have money, i had to barrow money from mom to go to san diago, so i re paid her, her b day was this month, there went a nother 100 bucks, insureance&amp;lt;sp?&amp;gt; bye bye another 50 bucks, charlies b day gift (the 28th, the party will be either the sunday before or after the 28th of this month, we are gonna take her to teh beach for the first time, all of you are more than welcome to come celebrate the joy of my life&amp;#39;s first birthday:) ) but that cost 20 bucks, im about to go blow the 90$ i have on me now for fathers day gift that me mom and sisters are gettin for him, one of those big ass fish tanks, the real nice ones witht he self cleaners and shit, so i highly doubt my 90 will cover my 1/4 that i have to pay, so ill be in debt, yet again.  i need new tires, thers 200 bucks when ever i can aford it, but its one of those things that i need like no shit right now.  i got a damn nail in my tire thats been there for ever, the other is going flat like at least once a week, the back two are bald for some reason, im driving on barrowed time with that shitty car..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last nite i had a blast, went over to ryan lewis&amp;#39;s house, mojo&amp;#39;s, pick up cody, paly some pull, LET her and him win, haha, played some PS2 NCAA, LET ryan win, took cody home, had some good laffs with her granny and ehr mom, hahaha that was a trip. i love old people, i love anyone whod just sit there, meet you for the first time and could tell you their life story, alot of people get aggrivated by that, but i think its nice and fun to sit and talk with olddys, if it wasnt for them, your punk ass wouldnt be here, ungrateful bastards! haha went back to ryans, ate some food, watch van wilder, (great movie) then played more NCAA, and anyone who says they beat their frineds like 300 to 50, they are full of shit, cus the highest score is 255, cus me and ryan whooped teh shit outta this other team, hahahhaha that only took like 3 hours as well.  we played that for the rest of the nite, tryed to go to sleep, for like and hour, and just tossed and turned, so i got back up at 4, and me and ryan went to play some more games, at 6 his crazy sis freaked us out, hahaha, then i went to bed, woke up and my car sucks, i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well all the shitty shit going on in my life i got my friends, i got brianna(who is still my friend as well, im just too broke to do anything about it, im sorry baby, lol) and most of all i got Charlie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the shit outta that baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welp thats all for now, more later i guess, i hope you all read this, haha comment if you want too add onto how shitty your life full of debt is or anything like that, ill read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-suess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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