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  <title>Pink Tea Cozy</title>
  <subtitle>Nothing in particular...</subtitle>
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    <name>Maggie</name>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pinkteacozy:90787</id>
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    <title>Wicked Faire = Madness</title>
    <published>2009-03-05T13:28:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-05T13:34:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So! I finally have the brains/a little time to hop up an entry about Wicked Faire/the shadowcast/that-thing-Maggie's-doing-shit-I-haven't-heard-from-her-in-like-ages.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="6" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I&amp;nbsp;honestly couldn't have asked for a better cast/crew. All my sassy actors fit their parts so well, and were RIDICULOUSLY dedicated to the show (Bianca, our Amber, made ELEVEN&amp;nbsp;FUCKING&amp;nbsp;COSTUMES. And not easy costumes, either!) We also all actually get along, which is always a breath of fresh air in theatre-land *XD So basically, I love these kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, the Repo! shadowcast by the Midnight Surgeons (the Tri-State area shadowcast directed by moi) on Friday night was absolutely EPIC. There were no major hitches, and everybody was definitely on their A-game. Our lighting designer was fucking FIERCE, so the entire thing looking absolutely gorgeous as well. I think I probably had about three or four minor heart attacks during the day on Friday/the Thursday night previous (our Hench didn't show for dress rehearsal, so we had to plop two of the other girls into their roles. Happily, they were splendid!), but the performance definitely made it all worth it.&amp;nbsp; And the audience was so absolutely responsive! Everybody knew lots of shoutouts (I heard some tour favorites cropping up!), and when we got to &amp;quot;We Started This Op'ra Shit&amp;quot;, EVERYBODY&amp;nbsp;was on their feet! It was so energizing to see everything really come together, and to have so much support while it did. We've gotten a FLOOD of positive reviews (including Terrance's! http://www.terrancezdunich.com/blog/?p=918 ) and only two negative reviews in everything I can find (and one just says we were &amp;quot;Not-so-good&amp;quot;. And was written by the friend of one of our fallen Hench. I am inclined to take this with a grain of salt.) So basically, I feel that we rocked the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;lj-embed id="7" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our after-party was...interesting. It was supposed to be a small, chill gathering of people who were awesome, but rapidly turned into one of the largest parties of the night (&amp;quot;TERRANCE&amp;nbsp;IS&amp;nbsp;IN&amp;nbsp;WHAT&amp;nbsp;ROOM? 535? HOMG&amp;nbsp;HOMG&amp;nbsp;HOMG&amp;nbsp;GET&amp;nbsp;NINETEEN&amp;nbsp;OF&amp;nbsp;YOUR CLOSEST&amp;nbsp;FRIENDS&amp;nbsp;AND&amp;nbsp;GO!! I&amp;nbsp;HEAR&amp;nbsp;HE&amp;nbsp;IS&amp;nbsp;THE&amp;nbsp;MAN.&amp;quot;).&amp;nbsp;Ever-trusty and sassy Gaile dutifully alerted us that the police were coming about halfway through it, inducing a flood of young'uns. I left as well, since mah lady is still in the under-21 crowd. So we basically wandered the halls of the hotel, avoiding the HUGE influx of popo (What the fuck was this hotel thinking? The amount of totally-assholish security was INSANE. Definitely NOT going to be a con hotel again, far as I can tell.) for about an hour and a half. Ran into Gil, who told us that this was basically happening at every party in the hotel, not just ours. Lame. sauce. We returned to the room once Alli and Thain had herded everyone out, and basically collapsed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;lj-embed id="8" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was awakened the next morning by Thain, who informed me that a nice, pretty boy in a latex sissy maid costume would be cleaning our room. This was awesome, although it was waaayyyy earlier than I'd expected to wake up *XD After he'd finished up, most of the cast (sans TJ and the Binks, who had left earlier...boohoohoo!) crowded around Kris's camera and watched the entire shadowcast (The whole thing will be up on youtube eventually, we swear!!). Man, it felt awesome to look at it and say, &amp;quot;YEAH, WE&amp;nbsp;DID&amp;nbsp;THAT. DID&amp;nbsp;YOU&amp;nbsp;SEE&amp;nbsp;THAT? THAT&amp;nbsp;LOOKED&amp;nbsp;BALLIN'.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the actual day on Saturday was spent sleeping, at least by Kris and I. I definitely needed the recovery time (Hell, I &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; need recovery time!) We went to Thain's med-fetish and smackin' demos late that afternoon. In the early evening (after some awesome, awesome hitting. Ohhh, yes. Some VERY awesome hitting), I went downstairs to the main ballroom to help sauce up/generally rock out with Ian (the fierce lighting designer) and Dr. Andy (the fierce sound designer). Much zydrate-blue hooch was consumed until I realized that, &amp;quot;WHAT&amp;nbsp;THE&amp;nbsp;FUCK? THE&amp;nbsp;POPO&amp;nbsp;ARE&amp;nbsp;RIGHT&amp;nbsp;OUTSIDE&amp;nbsp;THE&amp;nbsp;BALLROOM&amp;nbsp;AS&amp;nbsp;WELL?&amp;quot;. FUCKING. LAME. Dear Marriott: Fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="9" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, Kris had left the ballroom (so as not to be thought underage drinking with us, though she honestly wasn't). She texted me that our key had stopped working in the door (THX&amp;nbsp;MARRIOTT). She was apparently being RIGHTEOUSLY&amp;nbsp;HARRANGUED by BQ just before I arrived to let her in. We planned to see the Rocky cast that night, but never quite made it there before more hooch and dancing was required. Another 5:00 AM night, huzzah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was pretty laid back as well. We woke slightly later and STARVING. Waited a bit before we went upstairs to the performer's nom room and grabbed some sammies (it was being cleaned when we first went...baw!) I grabbed a genterns print after lunch, then returned to the room for a last corset-y hurrah. I fit into Thain's 30, yaaay! It looked quite tiny on me o.o After saying our various goodbyes, everybody returned to the room and cleaned up. TJ had come back to drive Kris, Paul and me home (Grazie, papa!! &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3), and we all departed back to the craziness that is the real world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now the Midnight Surgeons now have a myspace at http://www.myspace.com/midnightsurgeons , and are scheduled to perform at the MMAC in Bloomfield, NJ on the 21st! I've also been facebook/myspace-friended by lots of people who I'm not sure I know, but are totally Repo kids, so I'm all for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, a pretty cool experience, and I can't wait for more fun with these awesome, awesome folks &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>GRAAAAVES!!</title>
    <published>2009-01-22T16:28:04Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-22T16:28:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, since my first class for today was canceled (SO GLAD I CAME IN EARLY FOR IT, A-HURH HURH), I figured that it's about time I blog about Repo! Road Tour 3! I followed the tour from Foxboro, MA, to Rutherford, NJ, to Greenbelt, MD, to Cincinnati, OH with three friends in one toyota matrix! Our official name? THC: Team Hot Cunts. Our name-brainstorming session was how I knew we were going to be a rockin' tour group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on the 14th, Kris and I drove back to Philly from SC (she visited for a week, which was TEH ROXX0R &amp;lt;3). There, we met Thain, one of the girls I'd be touring with, and a professional dominatrix (&lt;a href="http://www.savagegoddess.com"&gt;http://www.savagegoddess.com&lt;/a&gt; ) who we had met initially on the Repo! boards ( &lt;a href="http://repo-opera.com/board"&gt;http://repo-opera.com/board&lt;/a&gt; ). All three of us went to a MAsT (Master and slaves together) meeting, Kris and I's first, which was quite cool. The topic was BDSM etiquette/safety, and Caro, the speaker, was definitely engaging. Lots of cool info, and I plan to go back for their next meeting in February :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meeting, we all went back to my apartment, where we were joined around midnight by Morgan, a sassy magazine project manager and FIERCE costume designer (her Mag costume BLEW MY MIND). We all slept over, and I brought Kris back to Lansdale the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all set out from Philly to New York the morning of the 15th, where we picked up Alli ( &lt;a href="http://www.rocklovedesigns.com"&gt;http://www.rocklovedesigns.com&lt;/a&gt; ), the jewelry designer/merch manager/hotsaucehottie for the Repo! Road Tours. Naturally, there was much singing in the car! I, like an asstard, forgot my ticket for the MA showing, so once we got to Foxboro, I grabbed a new copy at the Orpheum, and we went back to our little Red Roof Inn (MA HOTEL, as Alli put it!) to get dressed. I swear to God, every time we got costumed, our room looked like it was the dressing room for a fetish porno *XD Epico!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for the MA showing, I was Amber Sweet, Morgan was Bling Mag (Chromaggia-style), Thain was the gentern who killed Marni, and Alli was hot. (Alli couldn't dress up, as she was running the merch table, but still looked KILLER FIERCE every single day.) We all bundled up as best we could with coats/blankets and went to stand in line. It was SEVEN DEGREES. Strangely, my bursting-out cleavage didn't get too terribly chilly. Terrance Zdunich (writer), Darren Bousman (director), and Alexa Vega (Shilo) came out to visit everybody in the line and take pictures. Darren moved to get one of me and Alexa went, "Hold on. Can I touch your boob in it?". Obviously, I agreed! XD Apparently, it was one of many, many Alexa titty-touching shots of the tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all got inside about a half hour before the movie was going to start. The Rocky Horror folks responsible for getting Repo! to Foxboro (The RKO, whoo!) were all there, making lots and lots of awesome, audience-vamping noise! I met another Amber Sweet ("QUICK. PRESS OUR BOOBIES TOGETHER."), and a fabulous Pavi, as well as seeing my friend Misty, who I'd met at the Boston showing back in December. There was also a Blame Not My Cheeks-style Amber Sweet with her, which rocked my socks right off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The showing was fabulously loud, with plenty of awesome shout-outs that THC would promptly steal for all the other showings (as well as making up about a bajillion of our own. We had a cohesive shout-out script by the end!) My favorite was, as the camera zoomed up on Shilo without her wig on the first time, RKO-Amber (Molly), yelled out, "IT'S BRITNEY, BITCH." Priceless! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show and Q+A (the first edition of Alexa's "My Humps" dance!), we stayed around the stage area during signing, taking pictures and generally vamping up for other fans. (AmberxMag abounded!) Eventually, we were all worn out and STARVING, so we headed back to the hotel, grabbing what piteous CVS goodies we could on the way. I have never had a more delicious PB+J.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, after picking up Alli from a different hotel room, we set out moderately early for New York. Near the end of the car ride, all of us had to pee like WICKED, and lots of horrible, horrible near-peeing-self laughing occurred during a lengthy discussion of "the sharts" *XD. Oh, THC. Love you ladies so hard. We arrived at Alli's (where we would be staying that night) in the afternoon, and did our near-pornographic dressing up ritual once more. (Me: Shilo, complete with gas mask, Morgan: Amber Sweet WITH REAL SURGICAL STAPLES IN HER CHEST. BITCH IS HARDCORE, Thain: Opera attendee in hot bondage dress and 7 inch heels, Alli: Sex bomb)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it to the (dilapidated) theater in Rutherford about an hour before the show. It was FREEZING. Like, waaay more cold than MA, because of some seriously sick windchill. Thain (who is anemic) lost all feeling in her legs, medical-emergency style, but wasn't allowed in early because THE THEATER EMPLOYEES WERE TOTAL TOOLS. I waited in line while she and Morgan waited by the door (Alli was in early to set up the merch table). We were eventually let in when the boys/Alexa arrived, late due to awful NY traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the show, we were treated to some less-than-stellar burlesque by someone who I'm definitely not sure was of legal age (o.0), and another showing of SpookyDan's puppet opera. The audience was pretty decent during the show, but the theater was FREEZING (concrete floors!), so there was lots of shivering to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, we stayed around for the entirety of the signing (I feel asleep on the stage in Thain's giant fur coat for a while). Near the end of it, Alli finished up with the merch, at which point she led the four of us and a few other ladies down to the mainstage. The Repo! soundtrack was playing, and we all totally rocked the shit out of it :D Lots of singing and dancing and AWESOMENESS. When 21st Century Cure came on, Terrance walked down the aisle, and all of us leaned over the stage to face him, and EVERYBODY screamed, "GRAAAAAAAAAAAVES!!" as loud as possible. Definitely a moment to remember :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were going to go out after the signing finished, but that fell through due to bar-closing hours, and THC's dropping the ball (le sigh!) on bringing our veritable flood of hooch with us that night, so no hotel-room hanging could be done, either. We still got back to NYC in high spirits, where we all crashed heartily at Alli's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the last night we slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made the drive to Maryland well-rested the next morning. We were staying at Patty's house (she is my father's ladyfriend, and a lovely, lovely lady!), where we transformed her dog Brigsy into the GRAVEDOGGER! via lightstick. We also got delicious chinese food, put together some zydrate vial keychains, and got vamped up again (Me: The Pavi! &amp;lt;3, Thain: Surgeon, Morgan: Gentern of HOT with HUGE heels, Alli: Sexy dressup night!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to the theater, Alli brought us in with her as preshow/stage hands. I ran the will call line for a while before heading outside to the main line with Morgan, where we handed out glowsticks and generally got the crowd nice and worked up to come inside. Once inside, we did another singing/dancing version of several Repo! songs played over the loudspeaker to continue to stir everybody up as best we could (it worked! It was a very good audience night!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disaster struck when Morgan rolled her ankle on the way off the stage (Dangerous shoes! It turned out to be fractured, but we wouldn't know that until AFTER we got back from the tour, and she finally got to the doctor's! I'm telling you, BITCH IS HARDCORE!). She limped off with Thain to get some ice from the theater manager while SpookyDan ran the costume contest, and a singing contest, from which I won a poster by singing Chromaggia. When I said that was what I wanted to sing, at least ten cameras went up in anticipation of "GET THIS FILMED, THIS SHIT IS GONNA' SUCK SO BAD!" HAHA, I say! Face my opera degree! There's a youtube of it up somewhere, I may add it to this post when I have more time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The audience was nice and rowdy during the show, despite many of them having never seen it. After the show, we hung out until the signing was over (Morgan's icepack and all!), and went back to BQ's hotel to hang out/drink delicious hooch/talk about things that were really, really quite silly. It was an awesome night, and we got back to Patty's just in time to pack at 9:00AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sans sleep, we set off for the longest drive of our trip: Maryland to Ohio. I drove the first hour, having to keep myself awake with painful pinching. Alli picked up for the next hour, letting me nap enough to drive the rest of the way. At this point, we had been through nine states in three days. Boo-fuckin'-ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got into Cincinnati late, dressed as quickly as possible (Me: Graverobber, Morgan: Z Addict, Thain: Regular clothes! Gasp! Alli: Still hot!), and made our way (late!) to the Ohio showing. The line had already entered the theater, and the film had already begun. Spooky made the mistake of mentioning to us that the audience was decidedly un-rowdy, and needed our help. Ohhh, did we ever help. We busted in singing, dancing, and shout-outing, shadowcasting everything that we had the characters for (I pulled a Shilo out of the audience to do Zydrate Anatomy!). By the end, the audience was just as loud as I think they could've been :) I did Graverobber's "Goth opera, blood saga" ending monologue, highlighted by some sexy flashlighting by Thain, only to come up the aisle and see that Terrance had watched it all, and (hurrah!) liked it! Yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Q+A (during which we got to see some of the original ten-minute short of Repo!!!), I went and changed into my last costume (Henchgirl!) in the bathroom, which was an interesting ordeal during which I met some more Repo!-board folks and probably took up more space than I should have. Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THC and the crew that we had built during the first showing continued to work the crowd up massively during the second showing, which was great fun. After that show and Q+A, I manned the camera for Spooky's documentary and generally buzzed around the lobby doing what other help I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a much larger crew, we headed back to the hotel (BQ and that crew gathering 20 white castle burgers on the way, om nom nom!) for a couple hours of hang-age. Lots of crazy stories, including Gentern-seduction plans XD At around 6:00, we headed back to our room and took a little nap before setting off the next morning for home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was definitely something that I will never, EVER forget. I mean, I'm 21. This is the age I'm SUPPOSED to be doing crazy shit (groupie-ing a rock opera, muthafuckahs!). There are tons of pictures floating around (I may add some to this entry when I'm on my own computer), as well as youtube stuff. I'm still a little sleepy, but I'm slowly gaining energy back! I don't even know what to say, it was so fantastic that half of it doesn't even seem real anymore. Definitely, definitely so glad that I went.</content>
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    <title>OBAMAAAA!!!</title>
    <published>2008-11-05T06:46:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-05T06:46:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh my God. So, I just got in from all the Broad Street madness that is going on in Center City. It was AWESOME NUTS. I think I screamed myself out of voice for at least like three days. I got out of work at midnight and just moseyed right onto the street and found myself among SHITLOADS of people (and friends!) just completely howling, and playing Obama's speech out of their completely-open cars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the awesome thing was, unlike the Phillies win, there was NO VIOLENCE. People were just running down the street with open hands for high-fives and hugs. I can't even count the number of total strangers that I jumped on, with both of us absolutely freaking out. The gayborhood was out (WAY out!), and at one point a ton of us just walked down Broad Street under rainbow flags and Obama signs screaming our brains out. Cars were flying by with their horns blaring and people hanging out of the windows and sunroofs going totally crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got tired, I wandered along Walnut St. (yelling and high-fiving all the way) until I finally managed to get a cab, and the whole way home I hung out the window with my Obama Pride sign yelling at groups of crazy-excited Penn students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, it was amazing. AMAZING.</content>
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    <title>JUSTICE!</title>
    <published>2008-08-09T07:19:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-09T07:19:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v50/MidnightEmbers/JUSTICE.jpg" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Holidays, hurrah!</title>
    <published>2007-12-15T15:08:16Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-15T15:08:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, this is one of those end of school/Holiday posts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First info:&lt;br /&gt;I will be home from Dec. 16, 'til Jan. 5, then back in Philly for a week, return on Jan. 12th and stay 'til Jan. 19th. I am up for anything and everything during the times I'm home. Srsly. 814.404.6108. Call me! Any time! Adventures!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote: I BUSTED MY ASS this semester and it paid off. 3.982, mothahfuckah. (One A-, heh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, question!&lt;br /&gt;What is everyone looking for fo' Christmas? I'm not super in the money, but I like to draw (any pairings) and write (any pairings from a series I *know*), and I also bake some mean-ass cookies. Regular gifts are cool too, of course, if it's not like, "Maggie, buy me a Wii." (Sorry! I'm talking in the $5-$15 range, for I am po'! ;o;* ) So just drop me a line as to what you prefer :) I'm also totally up for funding some random event if you wanna' go to dinner or go bowling or skating or laser taggin' or...y'know, run around naked in a restricted area or whatever :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly:&lt;br /&gt;I am looking for a beta-er for a Bioshock fic. Don't laugh at me ;o;</content>
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    <title>0.0 ?!?</title>
    <published>2007-10-20T13:37:06Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-20T13:37:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dumbledore is gay!! Awww! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-leaky-cauldron.org/2007/10/20/j-k-rowling-at-carnegie-hall-reveals-dumbledore-is-gay-neville-marries-hannah-abbott-and-scores-more"&gt;http://www.the-leaky-cauldron.org/2007/10/20/j-k-rowling-at-carnegie-hall-reveals-dumbledore-is-gay-neville-marries-hannah-abbott-and-scores-more&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Ensemble Results</title>
    <published>2007-09-06T02:00:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-06T02:00:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yaaay, I made Jazz Singers! 2nd hardest vocal group to make it into (Eight singers, the hardest only has four o.o). I'm super-excited :D I was hoping to make either this or 'N Zehn, but I never thought I had even the slightest of chances. Yaaay!</content>
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    <title>I swear that I'm alive!</title>
    <published>2007-08-21T21:12:08Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-21T21:12:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, after two months of everyday blogging, it was nice to take a rest. I'm not cut out for that kind of thing, I'm just not interesting every day! x.x Anyway, I'm back on this account now, with my "Yay Italy!" journal over at summerinlecce.livejournal.com, if anyone missed that (doubt it, lol.) So, yes. I'm still in central PA, but not for long. On Thursday I leave to visit my Grandma and then for Ocean City (MD version) for the weekend, followed by returning for Philly for HOLY SHIT JUNIOR YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, though? When did I become a junior in college? What's with *that*? I feel so old! Did you know we've been going to school for 15 years now, guys? AUGH. (Not counting preschool, if you went!) This'll be year 16! Oh God, I don't want to be a real adult person soon! x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually excited for school this year, though. (As opposed to last year, when I was absolutely dreading going back). New teacher (sad to leave Justin's studio!!), more interesting classes, closer with folks there than I was, everything's looking up decently. (Knock on wood!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno', I'm feeling super nostalgic, at the moment. Found the old "Best of Maggie" CD that Margaret made of all my highschool groups. Oh my God, some of these recordings are so old now! My voice sounds so different o.o (...Thank God for that, heh. Not paying for college for nothing!) Anyway, I realized that I barely talk to any highschool folks anymore, which feels weird. I mean, you guys, obviously. But there are so many people who I thought I'd be in contact with who I haven't said a word to in more than a year x.x Agh, it feels so far away now! Everybody is almost totally different, too. (Mostly in a good way, though!) Especially me, I feel. Still waiting for those golden years of college, though! Here's hoping that college junior/senior year are as good as the ones in highschool, waagh!</content>
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    <title>My Pottery Notes:</title>
    <published>2007-07-23T06:57:07Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-23T09:24:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">0.0 WHOAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I finished up Harry Potter Saturday night. OH MY GOD. Amazing. Besides that, my more precise reactions are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SNAPE. I ALWAYS KNEW YOU WERE BEAUTIFUL. Seriously, when I had finished the book, I went back and read his past again, and then the death scene again, because I totally hadn't understood it at first. I was like, "Why the hell would you want him to look at you? Like...to see you dying? That's a little weird..." and the second time I read it I was like, "HOLYFUCKTHEEYES!!". So sad!! But so beautiful!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-FRED NOOOOO!! (...At least there'll be less twincest now. ...T.T ::sob::) ...Also, I am sorry, Mrs. Weasley calling Bellatrix a bitch was HILARIOUS to me. I may just be an insensitive bastard, but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ALSO LUPIN NOOOO!! ...Tonks I could take or leave. Their relationship felt very rushed to me, especially the fact that she just flounced in and went, "Hey, we got teh marriedz, lol!! Lookz!!". I didn't even like her that much in The Order of the Phoenix. Only got worse when she messed with my favorite ship &amp;gt;:( (SiriusxRemus FOREVAH.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I cannot wait to see who plays Narcissa Malfoy in the movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhmmm...okay, that's all I can splurge out for the moment. Maybe more later, but...SO GOOD.</content>
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    <title>I am teh neutralz!</title>
    <published>2007-05-21T20:50:31Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-21T20:50:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;h1&gt;Your Score: &lt;span&gt;True Neutral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;h2&gt;54% Good, 58% Chaotic&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/users/122/718/12271922432043554246/mt1125994037.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;b&gt;Plane of Existence&lt;/b&gt;: The Outlands, "&lt;i&gt;Plane of Concordant Opposition&lt;/i&gt;". Description: The plane between all other outer planes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examples of True Neutrals (Ethically Neutral, Morally Neutral)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red XIII, "Nanaki" (FFVII)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vincent Valentine (FFVII)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cid Highwind (FFVII)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Spock&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linus Torvalds&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Strangelove&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott Evil&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batman&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Punisher&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Switzerland&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not actively for or against anything. Has his or her own reasons for doing everything. Usually difficult to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will keep their word if in their best interest&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May attack an unarmed foe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May use poison&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May help those in need&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May work with others&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indifferent to higher authority&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indifferent to organizations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;True Neutral "Pure Neutral"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Balancer"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Some neutral [people] commit themselves philosophically to neutrality. They are of the true neutral alignment as described in Advanced Dungeons &amp; Dragons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;A true neutral [person] sees good, evil, law, and chaos as prejudices and dangerous extremes. He advocates the middle way of neutrality as the best, most balanced road in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Some true neutral [people] actively support balance in the world, and seek to avoid having any one side, law or chaos, good or evil, become too powerful over them or anyone else, and will work against whichever side is the most powerful. They tend to side with the underdog in any situation, and are often opportunistic in their actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;True neutral is committed to the avoidance of extremes, and is non-judgemental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Side-Note from Xan81:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Due to your Neutrality, I would really, really LOVE your feedback. Not that I don't want feedback from members of the other alignments, but a True Neutral's feeback is typically NOT emotionally, morally, politically, or socially charged. Please send me an email! I have it set to automatically email me when someone gets this score, so I know who you are ;) True Neutrals are the classic, "I just don't give a shit" alignment, and I fully understand if you don't feel that you have any responsability or obligation to sending an email/comment. Even if you did, I'm sure you'd have some difficulty in deciding what to comment about. But, I guess that depends on your tendencies :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other Alignments and Tendencies (Tendenices are what you would more often sway towards; esp. for Neutrals):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;0-39% Good, 0-39% Chaotic:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5273602979166955622&amp;amp;score0=20&amp;amp;score1=0&amp;amp;score2=20&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lawful-Evil&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;0-39% Good, 40-60% Chaotic:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5273602979166955622&amp;amp;score0=20&amp;amp;score1=50&amp;amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Neutral-Evil&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;0-39% Good, 61-100% Chaotic:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5273602979166955622&amp;amp;score0=20&amp;amp;score1=80&amp;amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chaotic-Evil&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;40-60% Good, 0-39% Chaotic:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5273602979166955622&amp;amp;score0=50&amp;amp;score1=20&amp;amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lawful-Neutral&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;40-60% Good, 61-100% Chaotic:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5273602979166955622&amp;amp;score0=50&amp;amp;score1=80&amp;amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chaotic-Neutral&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;61-100% Good, 0-39% Chaotic:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5273602979166955622&amp;amp;score0=80&amp;amp;score1=20&amp;amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lawful-Good&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;61-100% Good, 40-60% Chaotic:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5273602979166955622&amp;amp;score0=80&amp;amp;score1=50&amp;amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Neutral-Good&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;61-100% Good, 61-100% Chaotic:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=5273602979166955622&amp;amp;score0=80&amp;amp;score1=80&amp;amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chaotic-Good&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=5273602979166955622"&gt;The Alignment Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?u=xan81"&gt;xan81&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;OkCupid&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/online.dating.persona.test"&gt;The Dating Persona Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>Man, I love that book :D</title>
    <published>2007-04-26T22:09:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-26T22:09:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="1" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Whee!!</title>
    <published>2007-04-22T23:20:32Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-22T23:20:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v50/MidnightEmbers/Peacock3_2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v50/MidnightEmbers/Peacock12.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>pinkteacozy @ 2007-02-26T23:17:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-27T04:18:06Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-27T04:18:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, I finally made one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="200" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;tr valign="middle"&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" align="center" height="20"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.combatcards.net/index.php?version=3&amp;amp;username=pinkteacozy"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="white"&gt;COMBAT CARDS 2.1&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="middle"&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.combatcards.net/view.php?username=pinkteacozy&amp;amp;s=1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livejournal.com/userpic/7967521/1427996" width="200" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="middle"&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.combatcards.net/view.php?username=pinkteacozy&amp;amp;s=1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.combatcards.net/livetrumps/13/66854.jpg" width="200" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="middle"&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" align="center" height="20"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="white" size="1"&gt;to fight pinkteacozy&lt;br&gt;enter your username below&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="middle"&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="black" align="center" height="20"&gt;&lt;form method="get" action="http://www.combatcards.net/playspecific.php"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="username" value="pinkteacozy"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="s" value="1"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="fs" value="1"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="a" value="78a8d"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="r" value="62"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="fusername"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="fight"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="middle"&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="blue" align="center" height="20"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.combatcards.net/index.php?a=78a8d&amp;amp;r=62&amp;amp;u=pinkteacozy&amp;amp;s=1"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="white"&gt;CREATE YOUR CARD&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign="middle"&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chancexchange.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.combatcards.net/images/chance.jpg" alt="what should i read next" border="0" width="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight me and turn into my bebes! Do et!</content>
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    <title>So, it's the first Saturday of December!</title>
    <published>2006-12-02T23:04:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-02T23:04:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">That is right, adoring fanbase! (*snort*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So! Here comes da' novel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://odessa06.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://odessa06.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>So...</title>
    <published>2006-11-24T05:31:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-24T05:37:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well...speaks for itself, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lulu.com/content/536479"&gt;http://www.lulu.com/content/536479&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...yours if you want it tangibly :) Costs exactly $8.00 with regular shippings.</content>
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    <title>In Which Pipperidge Proves to be DELICIOUS.</title>
    <published>2006-11-20T04:23:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-20T04:24:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">That's right. YOU NAME THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v50/MidnightEmbers/pip.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, three and a half hours in the cold at 7:30AM + $30 Spent to buy some kid's ticket = Delicious, delicious baby.</content>
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    <title>pinkteacozy @ 2006-11-08T09:00:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-08T13:00:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-08T13:00:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">No more Santooooorum!! ::dance::</content>
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    <title>@,@</title>
    <published>2006-09-16T15:37:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-16T15:37:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Man, LJ's new look is so weird at first x.x* I hadn't been reading newsposts and didn't realize it was coming (hurhhh hurhhh!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, things are going decently. I'm thinking of getting some sort of small, furry creature of my own, though. Maybe a rat or a bunny. I was on petfinder.com yesterday (helps you find local shelter petties :D) and they have the most ADORABLE little baby bunny right here in Philly. I just...it's weird, but I feel like I need something to give my love and attention to. Like, something that can be mine and receive all my affection. I realized yesterday that I don't hug people anymore. Well, I mean, I do sometimes and all. But like...now it's awkward occasionally, or I don't even think of doing it as much as I used to. And I'm such a high-contact person, too. And I think I could give said little bunny a very good, very loving home, and I think that it would make me feel a lot better as well. I'm going to e-mail the shelter later today to see if I can start anything up :D And the pet store isn't even a full block from my apartment, so...going there and getting the proper setup would be good. Moni said Josie (her dog) would probably be okay with a bunny as well, as she's had friends living with her with rabbits in the past, and Josie was a very good girl about it. So...hopefully positive news about adorable pet-creature on the horizon :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's not really a lot else to tell, save that I am getting much stronger from biking/dancing. Way more flexible, too. I can now grab both of my ankles and extend my legs out to the side, and do a near-full straddle again. Hooray! Moni said yesterday that I look like I'm losing weight, too. (Can't tell for sure, as we have no scale &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;***) So I'm hoping to get a little more fit from this year :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that...I dunno'. Life goes on!</content>
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    <title>Ecks dot ecks</title>
    <published>2006-09-12T22:58:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-12T22:58:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, tomorrow means I've made it through two weeks. Only 13 to go! x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a whole lot of stuff just landed on me in a great big pile, and it kind of makes me not want to do any of it. Like, I don't even know where to start. Individually it's just tiny stuff (burn pictures for Dad, fill out absentee voter's notification, re-register for correct class sections (they sort us after registration), yadda yadda yadda) but all together it just makes me crazy. I did have a pretty nice weekend, though. I mean, I worked both nights, twice as computer lab monitor and on Saturday after that as a DJ (Moni needed one for a club she works at and the usual wasn't available.), so I got out of the house, which is good. Oh! And I went out with Moni to a blues jam last night and SCATTED IN PUBLIC. Heh heh. The *musical* sort of scatting, which has always kind of terrified me. But it went smoothly, and I didn't get scared onstage, which was really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno'. I kind of feel like I'm not open emotionally to this year yet. I guess I just feel like I lost a whole lot of my summer, so it doesn't feel like I've completed a full one yet. So I'm not attaching to my classes with quite the fervor I usually do. (Don't mistake me when I say this. I'm still doing all my work and getting good grades on everything we've done so far. I'm just not as deeply emotionally interested in them, for some reason.) It's kind of weird. I mean, I'm still working very, very hard on everything, especially my lessons, which I've been practicing for more and more. But I envisioned this year as being an improvement time for me, where I would suddenly make awesome friends with everybody. And to be honest, I *have* made better friends with a lot of people, and I think I've changed people's (incorrect) views on me from last year. And really, maybe it was just today, but I've kind of felt just a little closed off. Meh. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I realized something earlier today that made this whole thing kind of seem worthwhile. Even while today I felt a tinge lonely and closed, I was listening to music to help me out. And suddenly I realized, God, I really do love music. Even when I'm not thinking about music in theoretical, technical ways (which I love too), or playing or singing or even *thinking* about music, it's ALWAYS present for me. I listen to it between classes, on the way to school, while I do homework, all the time. And I honest to God love it. It almost feels like how much I love it makes me a better person (?). &amp;lt;--This makes sense in my head, excuse me if it's not the same typed out. Maybe a more complete or deeper, whole-er person is what I'm searching to say. I don't know. But this made me realize why I even came here, what I want to do. I really, really would love to perform and teach, and have music effect other people's lives in the same way it effects mine. I want to give that to kids. To give them a saving grace in their lives that some of them might not get or explore fully otherwise. And it makes me so much more confident that I can give myself passionately to something like that, to not worry whether or not what I'm doing is really what I want. So I guess in the end...hooray for music!</content>
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    <title>Party Update!</title>
    <published>2006-07-15T17:10:07Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-15T17:10:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay folks, here are party plans:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girly Party, tonight! We meet at the Allen Street Stage to see Lemonsoul at 6:00. After it's over, we come to my hizz-ouse and party hearty. Again, boys, let me mention that we are going to be girly. With girls. This is a vagina-y event! (I mean...you can come if you want, but...yeah, mostly a ladies night thing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:00, my house, come over for severe Halo/Soul Caliber/WoW/Veeedeeoooogaaaames. Bring your X-box/extra tv if you have them (*cough* Cale/Billy Mills/Chris/etc. *cough* ). So, yeah. Come and bring your l337 s4uc3 with j00!! Open to everyone, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm...that's basically it. DO EEET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Man, I'm hyper.)</content>
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    <title>OMGS 0.0</title>
    <published>2006-05-27T04:42:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-27T04:42:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"Don't you know who I am? I'm the Juggernaut, bitch!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*_______________* &amp;lt;3 X-Men 3!</content>
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    <title>Awww.</title>
    <published>2006-02-24T04:03:17Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-24T04:03:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://search.music.yahoo.com/search/?m=all&amp;p=joanna+newsom"&gt;http://search.music.yahoo.com/search/?m=all&amp;p=joanna+newsom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bizarre, adorable, and looks vaguely like a young Sam. Whoa o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(For you Napster-ites, I recommend "Peach, Plum, Pear". She plays harpsichord as well! Awww!)</content>
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    <title>My Cute Attacks Your Friends Page!</title>
    <published>2006-02-14T15:17:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-14T15:17:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v50/MidnightEmbers/valentinefix1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Blurry, as had to do with digital camera. Lack of scanner FTL! Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&amp;lt;3 Robbie)</content>
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    <title>*snork!*</title>
    <published>2006-01-28T13:34:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-28T13:34:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">You know your roommate situation is fabulous when this happens:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v50/MidnightEmbers/miliestole.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurrah, I'm a stole!</content>
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    <title>ZOMGS! 0.0</title>
    <published>2006-01-20T15:41:49Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I CAN PLAY WOW AT WORK WITH MY NEW COMPY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurrah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This means look for me Weds. 3-4, Fri. 10:30-4:00, my WoW-y loves. Yay! So pleased! Wireless!)</content>
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