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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 Jun 2006 15:16:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Countdown!</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.tickercentral.com&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://www.tickercentral.com/view/4193/d&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to www.expectnet.com game name: rorispawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See if you can guess the gender, date, time and weight of Spawn!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 18 Jun 2006 06:39:34 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Guess who&apos;s pregnant after all?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 17 Jun 2006 00:46:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>If you like kittens, click here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://d-phoenix-angel.livejournal.com/239521.html&quot;&gt;http://d-phoenix-angel.livejournal.com/239521.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because Rori said so.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 14 Jun 2006 21:09:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Went to Sydney...</title>
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  <description>Photos from last friday visit home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teaser:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v708/Rawree/Rissafunnyface090606.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carissa shows big sister her &apos;funny face&apos;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v708/Rawree/RissaDaniel090606.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel dancing. Carissa hiding from the dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v708/Rawree/RissaPhillipDaniel090606.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rissa, Phillip, Daniel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v708/Rawree/Sean090606.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean, pulling a stupid face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v708/Rawree/Phillip090606.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phillip, trying to avoid the camera and Sean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v708/Rawree/Rissa1090606.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v708/Rawree/Rissa2090606.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of my favourite little sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v708/Rawree/Mathew090606.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mathew, who was caught by the stealth camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v708/Rawree/Daniel090606.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel, pulling an unintentionally dorky face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these kids.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 14 Jun 2006 04:21:01 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:19pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;518 calories burnt by playing with the cat, watching movies and knitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;378 calories consumed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: -140&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rori is in front. Woo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 14 Jun 2006 00:07:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>1. If you eat something and no one sees you eat it, it has no calories.&lt;br /&gt;2. If you drink a diet coke with a mars bar, the calories in the mars bar are canceled out by the diet coke.&lt;br /&gt;3. When you eat with someone else, calories don&apos;t count if you do not eat more than they do.&lt;br /&gt;4. Food used for medicinal purposes NEVER count, such as hot chocolate, passionfruit vodka cruisers, chocolate chip icecream and Sara Lee Cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;5. If you fatten up everyone else around you, then you look thinner.&lt;br /&gt;6. Movie related foods do not have additional calories because they are part of the entertainment package and not part of one&apos;s personal fuel. Examples: buttered popcorn, gummi bears, maltesers, chicken crinkled chips of yummyness.&lt;br /&gt;7. Cookie pieces contain no calories. The process of breaking causes calorie leakage.&lt;br /&gt;8. Things licked off knives and spoons have no calories if you are in the process of preparing something sweet and gooey.&lt;br /&gt;9. Foods that have the same color have the same number of calories. . . Examples are: spinach and peppermint ice cream; mushrooms and white chocolate; pink grapefruit and pink starbursts.&lt;br /&gt;10. Chocolate is a universal color and may be substituted for any other food color.&lt;br /&gt;11. Anything consumed while standing has no calories.  This is due to gravity and the density of the caloric mass.&lt;br /&gt;12. Anything consumed from someone else&apos;s plate has no calories since the calories rightfully belong to the other person and will cling to his/her plate. (We ALL know how calories like to cling!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER: STRESSED SPELLED BACKWARDS IS DESSERTS</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 13 Jun 2006 22:57:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hurray?</title>
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  <description>RORI&apos;S SINGALONG FOR THE DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s no hope... *doop doop doop doop*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hope for us.. *d d d d*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we&apos;re fucked *d d d d*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucked in the ear *d d d d*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starving is dumb *d d d d*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it&apos;s so much fun *d d d d*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you&apos;re a fucking idiot *d d d d*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like i-i am! *doop doop doop doooooooooop*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://news.ninemsn.com.au/article.aspx?id=106356&quot;&gt;http://news.ninemsn.com.au/article.aspx?id=106356&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prozac doesn&apos;t help eating disorders. In fact, nothing does! Hahaha! Oh wait, they can read? Damn.</description>
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  <lj:music>Rori&apos;s Song of Starving</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Rori&apos;s Song of Starving</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 09 Jun 2006 14:59:01 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m not.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 08 Jun 2006 01:15:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Calling all takers.</title>
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  <description>1 Day&lt;br /&gt;12 Hours&lt;br /&gt;44 Minutes&lt;br /&gt;22 Seconds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until we find out if I&apos;m pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m taking bets. Either yes, or no. I don&apos;t think I am. Anthony is convinced I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a winner, you get the wonderful prize of a shitty icon made by Rori, proclaiming your abilities as a pregnancy guru. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or your choice, really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I&apos;m terrible at making them. So just do it for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might even make you a &apos;lozzah&apos; one if you get it wrong. We shall see. I will personally send you 50 cents if you guess how far along I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facts about Rori&apos;s Menstrual Cycle + Spermies. (not mine, but y&apos;know):&lt;br /&gt;Started trying on May 26&lt;br /&gt;Ovulated on 31 May&lt;br /&gt;Sperm can live for 3-5 days in &apos;ideal&apos; conditions. &lt;br /&gt;Eggs last for 24 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So have a punt. Am I pregnant? How far along am I?</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Jun 2006 18:43:24 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Jun 2006 11:45:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Damnit.</title>
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  <description>3 days 2 hours  15 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I&apos;m agoraphobic. I went outside today, and very near had a panic attack when Anthony wouldn&apos;t let me in the car or back in the house, because he wanted me to calm down. He wasn&apos;t being cruel - well, if he knew that I was just fucking terrified then he would have been - but he thought I was over-reacting and winding myself up, and I needed to concentrate and calm down. I wasn&apos;t winding myself up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought a turtle and two eels today. The eels names are Flotsam and Jetsam. (Please note, we also have a male and female guppy named Eric and Ariel).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The turtle is awaiting naming by my Nanna.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 05 Jun 2006 11:23:30 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>He&apos;s doing it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He&apos;s pushing me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He complains about me doing it, and sure, I do, but he&apos;s doing it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He&apos;s more concerned with screwing around with his laptop, that he won&apos;t be able to fix until tomorrow, than to talk to me. Spend time with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m feeling alone. I know a lot of that is the borderline, but with the day that I&apos;ve had... I need him here for me. Reliving and attempting to mentally re-sort trauma is hard enough, but without someone there later, when you seem okay, it&apos;s hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to spend time with him. There&apos;s still something there, a spark, that feeling of home.. but when he&apos;s not around, I doubt whether our relationship will last. I&apos;m trying to make an effort to make things better. I want to make things good for him, for me, for us. But there isn&apos;t much incentive when I feel like he doesn&apos;t want me around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I go quiet, he accuses me of hating him, or being angry at him. Even when I&apos;m only concentrating on what I&apos;m doing, or I&apos;m just falling asleep. I wonder if he&apos;s be happier if I hated him. Then he&apos;d be right, and the world would be back in order again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 days 2 hours 36 minutes.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 03 Jun 2006 11:20:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m fucking mental. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignore my last post :/</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 03 Jun 2006 09:50:20 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://news.ninemsn.com.au/article.aspx?id=104908&quot;&gt;http://news.ninemsn.com.au/article.aspx?id=104908&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What could *you* do with $22,700 that would make your life easier. Not more luxurious, easier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I could do with $22,700:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Set myself up for Uni, and be able to support myself through it.&lt;br /&gt;* Raise a child for several years.&lt;br /&gt;* Be able to pay the rent, so I have a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;* Buy lots of fresh fruit and vegies. Because they are expensive now.&lt;br /&gt;* Paying for petrol, for the next week.&lt;br /&gt;* Give the money to a homeless family. It&apos;s more than they get in a year, and it might help them survive.&lt;br /&gt;* Pay for a psychiatrist I can see more than once every two months.&lt;br /&gt;* Buy vaccinations for people in places where they aren&apos;t free. So many people die because they can&apos;t afford to be immune to preventable illnesses.&lt;br /&gt;* Buy a humidicrib, so that another premature baby has the chance for life.&lt;br /&gt;* Pay for flights for rural children unable to get to specialist medical care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much people could do for others, but they spend it on $22,700 dummies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What could you spend that money on, that you or another need?</description>
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  <lj:music>USA for Indonesia xx  ?</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 02 Jun 2006 19:07:19 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Eating disordered behaviour I *must* stop:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/  Drinking soy sauce.&lt;br /&gt;2/  Drinking worcestershire sauce&lt;br /&gt;3/  Drinking vinegar&lt;br /&gt;4/  Eating just plain barbeque sauce off my finger.&lt;br /&gt;5/  Anything sauce-related without food.&lt;br /&gt;6/  Consciously looking for the nutritional value table on everything I eat and drink.&lt;br /&gt;7/  Unconsciously looking for the nutritional value table on the vinegar bottle. For 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;8/  Putting extra garlic/lemon juice/vinegar/sugar/salt/pepper/various condiments on anything I eat with nutritional value&lt;br /&gt;9/  Guilting myself out about eating afterwards&lt;br /&gt;10/  Bingeing on lollies, or anything where sugar is the main ingredient.</description>
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  <lj:music>No music, but I&apos;m drinking vinegar?</lj:music>
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  <description>Having a complete breakdown was *not* on my to do list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everything that was, I didn&apos;t get done today. Joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m still in pain, I&apos;m still feeling like crap, I&apos;m still wanting a baby and still needing affection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also now want custard, and my soy sauce has been confiscated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody buy me soy sauce and send it to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know how much weight I&apos;ve lost in the last two weeks, and I don&apos;t really want to. I don&apos;t want to back down that path again, but I can see myself sliding, and the little voices are getting louder, more persistant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You&apos;re fat&quot;, they say. &quot;What are you eating that for? Are you hungry? Or do you just want another excuse to eat, you little pig? You could miss dinner tonight and it wouldn&apos;t hurt you. You could miss dinner for the rest of the week and you&apos;d be fine.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ican&apos;tIcan&apos;tIcan&apos;tIcan&apos;tIcan&apos;tIcan&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate today. My first meal in days, and it was lovely, but I&apos;m scared. How much weight can pasta make me put on? Does it really matter, in the scheme of things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Of course it does. You want to get married? No one wants to see Jabba the Hut as their bride. If you stop eating, you&apos;ll be pretty and lovely and dainty and-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you brain. Go to hell.</description>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://news.ninemsn.com.au/article.aspx?id=104534&quot;&gt;http://news.ninemsn.com.au/article.aspx?id=104534&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opinions?</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 31 May 2006 19:13:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Tinkerbell cuteness</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v708/Rawree/DSC00191.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn&apos;t she adorable?</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 31 May 2006 14:41:12 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>9am: Leave to see Dr David.. either by car or bus.&lt;br /&gt;12:30pm: Get my nails done&lt;br /&gt;3:30pm: Meeting with Quest lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I *really* don&apos;t want to go outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I need sunglasses, like Stephen suggests. But then I&apos;d be like the neurotic lady in 2N who wore her sunglasses everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My belly still hurts. I&apos;m so sick of being in constant pain. It&apos;s.. well, not fun, as you would expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m lonely. I&apos;ll be so glad when this night shift thing finishes for Anthony. I miss company. A lot.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 31 May 2006 11:24:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Woo!</title>
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  <description>Guess who&apos;s ovulating? Rori&apos;s ovulating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v708/Rawree/hello.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v708/Rawree/DSC00187.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <description>I&apos;M STILL NOT OVULATING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;:|</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 30 May 2006 13:13:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sweet snark.</title>
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  <description>House: You have a parasite.&lt;br /&gt;Jill: Like a tapeworm or something?&lt;br /&gt;House: Lie back and lift up your sweater. You can put your arms down.&lt;br /&gt;Jill: Can you do anything about it?&lt;br /&gt;House: Only for about a month or so. After that it becomes illegal to remove, except in a couple of states.&lt;br /&gt;Jill: Illegal?&lt;br /&gt;House: Don’t worry. Many women learn to embrace this parasite. They name it, dress it up in tiny clothes, arrange playdates with other parasites</description>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ve probably read these before, but anyway.  Some of them are extraordinarily lame, but some of them are alright - the private school one&apos;s are usually the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scot&apos;s - Two. One to mix the martinis and one to phone the electrician. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLC - One. She holds the bulb and the world revolves around her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sydney Grammar - Two. One to change the bulb and one to crack under the pressure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Ruse Agricultural - Four. One to design a nuclear powered one that never needs changing, two to install it and one to write the computer program that controls the switch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forest High - Two. One to change the bulb and one to figure out how to get high off the old one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loretto Kirribilli - One. She&apos;ll put through a call to maintenance staff because there&apos;s no way she&apos;s going to do manual labour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King&apos;s - Two. One to change the globe faster than anyone in the GPS one to show him around the school afterwards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knox Grammar - Two. One to install the new bulb completely powered by testosterone and one to brag about it loudly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riverside Girls - Five. one to change the bulb, while the rest watch out for the flasher while maintaining it is &quot;their right as women in john howards electorate&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy Cross - Four. One to call a riverside girl to come do it while the rest look up her skirt while she&apos;s up the ladder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryde Secondary - Three. One to hold the ladder, one to change the bulb, while the other asks &quot;wait dont we go to malvina dude?&quot; &quot;no its ryde secondary&quot; &quot;no malvina&quot; &quot;ryde seconday&quot; etc etc &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cranbrook - Six. One to change the bulb and five to support its sexual orientation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ravenswood - Five. One tochange the bulb, two to reassure her that she doesn&apos;t look fat at the top of the ladder and two to circulate photos showing that she does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbotsleigh - Four. One to smash the glass ceiling so that they can to the top of the ladder, one to install the globe and two to check that it&apos;s brighter than PLC&apos;s. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shore - Sixteen. One to send out the invitations, two to get the beer, one to change the bulb, one to buy Ralph Lauren polos for everyone, two to smuggle the chicks in and one to keep watch for the boarding master. The second eight just need to be ready to back them up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newington. - None. They&apos;re all too drunk to notice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Killara High - Two. One to change the bulb and one to write to the North Shore Times about how she did it as well as any private school student. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa Sabina - None. They&apos;re all down at Strathfield station having a ciggie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St Pat&apos;s, Strathfield - Ten. One to change it and one to buy the hair gel to impress the Santa Sabina chicks, while the rest compete wiv da Christian Bruvvers for da turf (Strathfield Station). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hills Grammar - 13. One to change it. Twelve to make sure its better than Oakhills. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burwood Girls - None, that shithole looks better in the dark. So does Strathfield Girls by the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homebush Boys High - Fourteen. One to change it, one to throw the old one at the St Pat&apos;s boys and 12 to kick the crap out of each other in the meantime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strathfield Girls - Three. One will chnage it. The other will orally explain to the Homebush Boys about how to change it. The third will statistically demonstrate how they beat Burwood Girls in the HSC again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macdonald college - Five. One to change the bulb and four to do interpretive dance about how the light feels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barrenjoey High - Eleven. One to change it and ten to share the experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey&apos;s - Fifteen. It&apos;s not that one&apos;s not smart enough, it&apos;s just that they&apos;re a team and they have to form a lineout and get the backs into position. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tangara- None, if they turn on the lights everyone will be blinded by there **** orange uniform, then their daddys will have to fight a court case for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redfield College - Sixteen.One to change it, 10 to get drunk and laugh at the guy changing it and 5 to pray that everything goes down smoothly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barker College - Fifteen. One to change it and the rest to walk around as if they own the place and talk it up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trinity - None. Those poor bastards are keeping their backs to the wall even if it means standing in the dark. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCEGGS Redlands - Three. One to change the bulb and two to nick down to Bed, Bath and Table to buy a Jacquard shade for it in the new season&apos;s colours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queenwood - Depends, could be one, could be ten, no-one is prepared to commit unless the Shore boys are definitely going to be there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercy College - Five, one to screw it in, two to laugh about the word screw and twoto message the St Pius boys about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St Pius X - Three, one to get word around that the Mercy girls are talking about a screw, one to replace the bulb and one to pray that they get it done in time to beat the Chatswood High boys the Mercy party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brigidine - None. It&apos;s too hard to find a new globe with their sunglasses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyndale - None. They&apos;re all too busy at westpoint blacktown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girraween High - Two. One student and one teacher but not before they make out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riverview - Five. One to change it, and four to go to Gowings for new flannelette shirts to wear for the occasion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ascham - One, because she&apos;s a unique, self motivated, individual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kincoppal - Three. One to change it and two to make sure her hair ribbons are still in place afterwards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrician Brothers - None. All the homies wana stay in the dark like hard core ****. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sydney Girl&apos;s High - One and she was determined to get better results than the Sydney Boys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sydney Boy&apos;s High - None. They didn&apos;t have to, the Sydney Girls insisted on showing them how it was done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;North Sydney Girl&apos;s - One and she will make sure it was the best installation ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;North Sydney Boy&apos;s - None. They were off playing basketball. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tara - Five. One to replace the globe, three to figure out that she screwed it in upside down and one to phone her brother at Kings and him to send over his mates to show them how to screw the right way up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunters Hill High - None, Are you kidding they&apos;re all too bent! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kambala.- Two. One to change the bulb and one to phone daddy to pay for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oakhill - Twelve.One to go to Towers to buy it. Ten to go down there with him to hang out at the bus stop. And one to Change it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St Aloyisius - Three. One to put in a formal complaint about the imposition, one to change the bulb and one to make the observation that it isn&apos;t half as bright as the light shining from their arses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loretto Normanhurst - Four.One to change it. Three to make sure her cardigan is still wrapped around her shoulders and her ribbons from her head and bag are still tied in a bow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leichhardt High - Four. One to order a Venetian chandelier from her cousin Roberto who owns a lighting warehouse and imports from the old country, one to arrange delivery cause his sister&apos;s husband Tony has an uncle whose mate, Angelo, has a truck, one to put the squeeze on his neighbour Dominic the electrician because he owes him a favour and make sure everything is done cash. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheltenham - None. No one can climb the ladder cos they&apos;re skirts are too short!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mount St. Benedicts - Three. One to hold a mirror up for everyone. One to change it and one to make sure the oakhill guys dont label them as a canine airport again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sydney Uni - Seventy six. One to change the globe. Fifty to protest the globe&apos;s right not to change and twenty five to stage a counter protest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macquarie Uni - 38, so as to maintain that they&apos;re twice as good as sydney uni. Unles of course its conception day then they&apos;re all stuck in the que at the bar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epping Boys - Nah bruva we gotta check out the chicks in ma Honda &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belmore Boys - WHATEVER...that hole should definitely be kept in the dark. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bradfield college - do they even have students? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canterbury Boys - none, they&apos;re waiting for their male counterparts, Canterbury Girls to come and fix the light for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wiley Park Girls - HAHAHAHAHAHA....AS IF any of them are at school today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bankstown Boys - JESUS PLEASE do not bring us to have to see those hideous faces ever again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bankstown Girls - ditto dicko. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endeavour Sports High School - these felas can&apos;t even spell light bulb...WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT (go the roosters). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherrybrook Tech -Two. One to change it and one to make sure that everyone has huge stuffed toys hanging off their phones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalvey High - None. They&apos;re all hiding their HSC marks from the Sydney Moring Herald. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Castle Hill High - None. They&apos;re all at the school captain&apos;s piss up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terra Sancta - One. One to change it because the rest are making out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galston High - None. There&apos;s no power out there and they&apos;re all doing each other up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mosman High - None. Thers no money to replace any lights anyway! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fort St High- The whole school- one to make the ladder, one to make a better ladder, then they can argue about who&apos;s ladder is best. Meanwhile, a third person climbs both ladders at once, a fourth one then hands them a globe that they made in science, the musos provide the entertainment for the event, and the rest of the school stand around arguing about who&apos;s religion/subculture/political party/footy team/race/gender/denomination is better &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woolwich Girls- 60- One to buy a new phone, 3 to call the electrician, 56 to hold the ladder while the electrician is up there, then the lot of them try to shag him when he&apos;s done &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pendle Hill High- 6- One to take out theold globe and put the new one in, and the other 5 to figure out some way of making the old globe into a lethal weapon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balmain High- 19- 1 to change the light bulb, 6 to beat up the Hunters Hill kids, 6 to beat up the Fort st girls soccer team, and 6 to get killed by leichhardt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IGS- Ampoule ? Oh qui est si non romantique ! Employons �* la place les bougies ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Conservatorium of music- They&apos;d rather not show their faces to the public right now. It&apos;s a hard time for them right now- they&apos;ve just figured out how bad they all are at music, hence their lives are now pointless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newtown- They don&apos;t need light globes! They&apos;re all such bright stars!(or so they think) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MLC Burwood- Three. one to call the cabana boys and two to stand there giggling while he climbs the ladder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monte Sant&apos; Angelo Mercy College- Four. One to change the light &lt;br /&gt;bulb. One to mind her spot in the canteen line, one to notify the Sisters to start a chapel service about the event and one to notify the business office so the bulb can be billed to their accounts &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stella Maris College- Eleven. One to find the deputy to change the light bulb because it is a safety hazard and shouldn&apos;t be attempted by the students. One to wait at the door with the old bulb. One Catholic to argue with one Pentacostal while the other two Pentacostal girls attempt to convert the six girls laying on the beach in their clone designer sunnies getting a tan for the up coming summer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baulko isn&apos;t on there.. but a lot of our rival schools were. Heh.</description>
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  <description>Another lonely night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m eating soy sauce. If this isn&apos;t eating disordered behaviour, I don&apos;t what is. Well, I have leg/feet cramps, so I&apos;m hoping it&apos;s from a sodium deficiency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I shouldn&apos;t be enjoying it &lt;u&gt;so&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;damn&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;much&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible for a body to fake pregnancy symptoms, just because you want them to be there? Ones that other people can see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to see Dr David tomorrow. Need an O&amp;G appointment, and to let him know I&apos;ve barely been outside the house in a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m the creature that flaps in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinkerbell likes Crunchy Nut cereal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v708/Rawree/DSC00175.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinkerbell using a spoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v708/Rawree/DSC00176.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinkerbell on her hind legs to try and get into Anthony&apos;s bowl of cereal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <description>I&apos;m pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so sick of trying, when no one ever helps. Because I&apos;m surviving having 4 fucking diagnoses, I can&apos;t even get a counsellor. But no.. If I don&apos;t eat for a week, I&apos;m super special and I&apos;ll have people jumping through hoops to help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s the same with Centrelink. Because I&apos;m trying to stay in school and avoid living in a home of domestic violence (why I moved out in the first place), it makes it impossible to get a place of my own. Not that I want to right now. But if things go to shit with Anthony, I&apos;m screwed. I&apos;ll have nowhere to live. Too old for the refuge system, and I wouldn&apos;t be able to earn enough working + abstudy to rent a place for myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so sick of trying. Giving up would be so much easier. No more screaming voices everytime someone leaves a conversation, or I bite an apple. No more pulling myself out of mania, or stopping myself taking those pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to break. But I can&apos;t.</description>
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