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  <title>Where is thumpkin?</title>
  <subtitle>Here I am!</subtitle>
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  <updated>2005-12-04T11:22:46Z</updated>
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    <title>mollymcrobot @ 2005-12-04T12:15:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-04T11:22:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-04T11:22:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just got the strangest letter in the mail from my six year old sister.   it contained two envelopes.  in the first there was a small drawing of a monkey, spelled "munkey" drawn by her.  the second envelope contained crumbled wheat thins, shredded old hardened mozzerella cheese, and a broken orange crayon.  confused.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mollymcrobot:7796</id>
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    <title>mollymcrobot @ 2005-12-01T11:27:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-01T10:31:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-01T10:31:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>damn,  it feels good to be a ganster</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Pictureshooray/1casieanna.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough said.</content>
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    <title>Not Cincinnati...not at all</title>
    <published>2005-09-06T16:43:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-06T16:43:48Z</updated>
    <category term="&amp;quot;my &amp;apos;morrows allways seemed just fine&amp;quot;"/>
    <content type="html">Well,  i am here in the netherlands, and have been for several days.  its really beautiful and its been fun so far.  i really miss everyone and can't wait to come back and see you. untill then i will just have to stalk you through the internet.  hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.  we have 2 motes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Pictureshooray/ducks.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mollymcrobot:7062</id>
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    <title>mollymcrobot @ 2005-08-17T21:57:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-18T02:06:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-18T02:06:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So this is my aunt's (by marriage) website.  apparently they have filled their front yard with toilettes.   i was in cananda when it happened so i had no idea untill they called today asking about donation of toilette brushes from a friend of my step mothers.   its now all over the local news, and supposedly someone has emailed the daily show about having an interview or something.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cincypeddler.com/anderson.htm"&gt;http://www.cincypeddler.com/anderson.htm&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mollymcrobot:5465</id>
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    <title>mollymcrobot @ 2005-05-30T20:00:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-31T00:05:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-14T05:04:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>blackheart procession</lj:music>
    <content type="html">A friend has been trying to solve a mystery about a bizzare toy found at the thrift store. &lt;br /&gt;i promised to further his search as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.cinci.rr.com/picturevault"&gt;http://home.cinci.rr.com/picturevault&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mollymcrobot:5009</id>
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    <title>wooooork</title>
    <published>2005-05-25T19:57:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-25T19:57:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>woooooooork</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today I called a co-worker sexist, much to the amusement of fellow employees.  He was talking about how he was raised to never hit women.  He didn’t understand what I meant.  I tried to explain he was treating the sexes differently and that he was acting like one sex was weaker and more submissive, but he looked confused.  i was just startig an argument because i was board, but he didn't understand what i was talkign about.  Owell.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I also received a letter from Senator Frist and president bush addressed to my mother thanking her for her help getting him reelected and, of course, asking for donations.  I sent the following letter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 25, 2005&lt;br /&gt;Dear Senator Frist,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the high honor you have bestowed on my mother and for recognizing her contribution to the president’s reelection and to making the Republican Party the majority, but I regret to inform you she died when I was twelve.  I am not sure how you got her name or liked her to this address, but if you would remove her from your database I would greatly appreciate it.  When she died Clinton was still president, a president she proudly voted for twice.  The only way you can be just in saying she helped to get Bush reelected was by dieing before she could get a chance to vote against him.  I know it may be hard to tell the dead apart from Republican Party members, but I’m sure with practice you will figure it out.  Enclosed is a small donation to help you along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again,&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra Fox&lt;br /&gt; I then enclosed 7 pennies so its over the weight limit and he gets charged a fee, and sent it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically I have been baby-sitting children all week.  I had to go to 3 little league games in one day on Saturday.  Lame.  Today I left the dog outside all day when I went to work and my step mother called me to reprimand me saying she was afraid that the dog would be “attacked by wolves” if he is outside all day.  Attacked by wolves, in Ohio, in our fenced in back yard.  Not to mention the fact our dog is gigantic.   Owell.</content>
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    <title>today in quotes.</title>
    <published>2005-05-11T19:43:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-11T19:43:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i LoveRobotsAlot: he went on a few blind dates last year&lt;br /&gt;miss worlds lace: with blind girls i hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dustin's reaction to build a bear workshop: "are we playing god?"</content>
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    <title>mollymcrobot @ 2005-05-05T12:08:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-05T16:09:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-05T16:09:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I miss dottie.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mollymcrobot:3961</id>
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    <title>Good Morning!</title>
    <published>2005-04-23T13:16:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-23T13:16:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Passover,  by bobby conn.   in conn we trust.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well.....I have been in an awful mood this week,  so if i have been mean or complained to you for hours on end, i apologize.  To sum up the state of my brain i have one small anecdote.   I had to go to the BCA straight from class, and had brought my clothes to change into, and when i got there i realized i had grabbed two left shoes, which i had to then wear because i had no other shoe options and no time to return home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I just was woken up by a call from my dad.   He needed some one to gossip to, and he likes to think i wake up at 6 like him.  I love that guy.  He is halrious, and im looking forward to hanging out with him watching baseball and drinking millerlite (grossly, his beer of choice).  This summer will be amazing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way,  tonight is Charlie's going away party, which promises to be wonderful and really sad at the same time.  I have to load out my show at 9am the next day.  This should be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH Yeah,  i got a job for the summmer. 40 hours a week, guaranteed. im really happy....hopefully i can get an evening job as a waitress and then i can either kill my self or save up money for next year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Savvy,  here i come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Pictureshooray/Savvy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I some how feel incompetent if i dont include a picture...owell</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mollymcrobot:3735</id>
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    <title>Polish your cat hunting guns!</title>
    <published>2005-04-13T00:55:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-13T00:55:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>screaming kittens</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I would like to retract my previous statement that winter has ended, because it was snowing earlier today.  I also would like to mention that the residents of wisconsin are voting on whether to make it legal to hunt cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Pictureshooray/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Pictureshooray/newdesktop.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mollymcrobot:3073</id>
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    <title>mollymcrobot @ 2005-04-11T21:38:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-12T03:13:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-12T03:13:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Pants</lj:music>
    <content type="html">The past few months presented in Images Long past due:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the winter has ended...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Pictureshooray/C.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over spring break i went to a cheese castle in Wisconsin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Pictureshooray/D.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Caryn met my siblings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Pictureshooray/A.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister Sahvannah called me yesterday to remind me i have to come home for her birthday, and in case you havn't heard,  she is F-ing adorable &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Pictureshooray/E.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adorable, much like my sisters cats muzzy and flood,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Pictureshooray/B.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, Evan fell asleep in Laurens bed and i didn't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Pictureshooray/G.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric Lovelied himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Pictureshooray/J.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lauren was a coked out raver, an olsen twin and a penis.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Pictureshooray/H.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Pictureshooray/K.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Pictureshooray/I.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and she was my room mate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Pictureshooray/F.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for such a huge post,  i dont know how to do those photo essay things and im making up for my lapse in updates.&lt;br /&gt;Thats all ladies, have a lovely day.</content>
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    <title>so far.</title>
    <published>2005-03-07T08:11:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-07T08:11:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>randomness</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ridiculousness only.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst job ever:  being a drummer in a beatles cover band.   - an original thought by Caryn Wong.</content>
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    <title>mollymcrobot @ 2005-03-01T23:23:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-02T05:03:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-02T05:03:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, &lt;br /&gt;        A week end or so ago i went to newyork, and saw lots of orange things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Pictureshooray/newyork057.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which floated in the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Pictureshooray/newyork089.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With predominately orange haired people....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Pictureshooray/dott.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Pictureshooray/seanlj.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And alice,  who followed a white rabbit.  silly alice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Pictureshooray/whiterab.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anna, who swung....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Pictureshooray/anna.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention i got to see my friend amy allen and her boyfriend sho, and i spent quality time with lisasaurus, and a scary transformed vase, and i was shown a hell of a time but N. Fiore, and his splendid mother in long island...and then returned home on a very hilarious bus ride.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all.   i aproved.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Pictureshooray/lj.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <title>Fine, i will update, but it wont be pretty.</title>
    <published>2005-02-24T07:06:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-24T07:06:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>lost marbles and exploded evidence of course</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay, so i was just reprimanded for not updating my live journal.   well.  An valentines day i worked in the mailroom sorting hundreds of red decorated envelopes, none of which were for me. then i went to new york last week end, and it was glorious.  i have pictures, but those will have to wait.  other than that today my boss showed up at work in the mailroom while i was kicked back reading maxim, i was eating with evan and i called him a rebel so he unbuttoned his shirt 2 buttons.  i thought it was awkward/clever of him.   i bought enon's new album yesterday, which please me bunches.   lastly today a guy walked up to dottie and said "i like your chest" and she instantly replied with a smile "oh,  they are fake."  a laugh was had by all.  thats all for now.  im sorry,  i can start updating more often or something.</content>
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    <title>So here is what we have missed.....</title>
    <published>2005-02-13T08:53:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-13T18:00:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1.)  Goth night....where they just so happened to play really awesome music.  i vote yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Pictureshooray/DSCF0767.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Pictureshooray/DSCF0767.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) tonight miss piper was talking about a professor she has here at emerson who lived in solitude at some time or another in oklahoma, or oregon, or one of the O states (editors note: i am from an O state, so i am not one to talk...anyways...) and he said the clouds started talking to him, and he convinced a snail to eat a strawberry.   i probably really butchered that story, and i'll hear about it tomarrow...  i love stories like that where they make absolutely no sense, but in the story teller's mind nothing could ever make more sense.  a friend from high school was telling me about when he was tripping on something or other and a ceiling fan turned into a windmill which revealed his room was a vast plain of lush grasses.  i liked that story alot, but once again, I most likely butchered it.   owell,&lt;br /&gt;3.) i had a lovely chat/near death experience with one lisa noble today.  lisa, you are quality.  either way, if you see bald men with the word "hate" tattooed on one hand and "rape" on the other,  steer clear.  &lt;br /&gt;4.)  what else....well,  my dear friend dustin spent a very long and tiring time creating this collage for me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Pictureshooray/KCcopy.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Pictureshooray/KCcopy.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kind of don't know what to say about that one...he says its not finished.&lt;br /&gt;5.)  i want to include this picture for no apparent reason.  thats right, no reason.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Pictureshooray/bush.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Pictureshooray/bush.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, thats me and the prez.   okay, i have to leave, i have valentines to make. &lt;br /&gt;P.S.  i don't actually know how to work this whole picture thing just yet....</content>
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    <title>Quote of the day:</title>
    <published>2005-02-10T04:47:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-10T04:47:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>lauren bitching</lj:music>
    <content type="html">“It’s like icing a cake.  Like squirting a hotdog.  Like squirting a hotdog? Like squirting ketchup on a hot dog!” – Caryn Wong, while dyeing my hair.</content>
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    <title>TUESDAYS...</title>
    <published>2005-02-09T00:51:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-09T00:51:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today i saw the patriots parade with my friend Stephanie and we were talking to a random guy from Bridgewater.  this random guy summoned a cop, put his arm around steph and told the cop that she was his pregnant girlfriend and that they wanted the cop to get his jersey signed as a keepsake for their new baby.  It was awkward, but hilarious nonetheless.  Other than that, i was nominated for sainthood on the face book by sydney covert, so i cant complain.  I also now am sporting a fan shaped bruise from when i accidentally pulled the fan's cord, sending it hurling toward my unprotected knee. P.S.  i love spell check</content>
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    <title>mollymcrobot @ 2005-02-07T22:08:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-08T03:22:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-08T03:22:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So today, we received mail in the 100 beacon mailroom addressed to "Abe Lincoln."  A week ago we got a letter returned because of insignificant postage but there was no return address and the name was "Mrs.  Jude Law."   We made a sign, but Mrs. Jude law has yet to fess up and get her mail. We also are always getting mail addressed to "somecoolchick," but that we just give to dottie.  If you know the where abouts of Mrs. Jude law, please inform the 100 beacon mailroom staff, so we can laugh at her.</content>
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    <title>Today</title>
    <published>2005-02-05T06:12:18Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I thought this would be a good idea, but i don't have much to say at the moment,&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless,  this outlines the significant events of today...&lt;br /&gt;1)  i wore red&lt;br /&gt;2)  I saw finding neverland and laughed inappropriately at the end&lt;br /&gt;3)  started a live journal&lt;br /&gt;4)  obtained ingredients for manicotti for eric's birthday feast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose thats all</content>
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