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  <title>i despise and chastise as i fantasise your demise</title>
  <subtitle>wendypants schmendypants</subtitle>
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    <name>wendypants schmendypants</name>
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  <updated>2008-09-04T20:14:30Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bardot:568411</id>
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    <title>bardot @ 2008-09-04T12:34:00</title>
    <published>2008-09-04T19:40:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-04T20:14:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i almost missed my stop on the train this morning thanks to this --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2008/09/08/080908fa_fact_parker?currentPage=all" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.newyorker.com/images/2008/09/08/p233/080908_r17706_p233.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why Me? &lt;i&gt;Alec Baldwin’s disappointment, undimmed by success.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“In East Hampton, I’m a nudist and I eat meat,” Baldwin—a vegetarian—had said before my visit, expanding on the idea that he lived a quite different life on Long Island than he did in New York. “I shoot deer with a bow and arrow. I smoke the deer meat and eat it every morning with my eggs and toast. I am a homosexual. I listen to rock music, loud.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my crush on this man is unending.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bardot:568083</id>
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    <title>sometimes i wish i had a tv set.</title>
    <published>2008-09-03T23:17:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-03T23:17:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/programmes/panorama/7200749.stm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3103/2825643253_98d2f5844d_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;alex james goes to colombia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hot damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember how fun and amazing and !!!!!! blur was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3058/2826490686_ff43b490c8.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bardot:567928</id>
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    <title>bardot @ 2008-09-02T10:32:00</title>
    <published>2008-09-02T17:44:18Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-02T17:44:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this weekend was awesome.  know what i did on saturday?  NOTHING!  it was great.  we read comic books in my apartment and napped and watched &lt;i&gt;[REC]&lt;/i&gt; (amazing spanish horror movie!!!).  and cupcakes!  and drawlins!  best stay-cation ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so i tend to stay away from talking about the politics, but i find the whole republican VP pick totally insulting and sexist.  but but but! it's got everyone inquisitive and we're talking about her daughter's uterus and so on.  so maybe it's a smart move, but i can't stop thinking about &lt;i&gt;idiocracy&lt;/i&gt;'s president camacho:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3239/2822321798_eb68566c46.jpg"&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bardot:567426</id>
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    <title>America, we are better than these last eight years. We are a better country than this.</title>
    <published>2008-08-29T05:02:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-29T05:02:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/7587321.stm" target="_blank"&gt;here is obama's speech from tonight&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;historic times, my friends.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bardot:564866</id>
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    <title>julia child, SECRET AGENT SUPER SPY!</title>
    <published>2008-08-14T14:14:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-14T17:01:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.beyondgourmet.com/food/images/julia.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2008/aug/14/usa" target="_blank"&gt;i imagine julia in sri lanka, interrogating the enemy with her goosy voice!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i didn't know that &lt;i&gt;my life in france&lt;/i&gt; will be a movie starring meryl streep!  if you haven't read it, please do.  it's one of the most delightful reads i had last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, add to my DREAM HOUSE scrap book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3292/2762939070_344cc1ae78.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, time for work.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bardot:563885</id>
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    <title>good afternoon, space cadets</title>
    <published>2008-08-06T23:15:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-22T18:11:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i like to dance in my chair.  now you can too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="33" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bardot:563159</id>
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    <title>what i did</title>
    <published>2008-08-04T00:22:18Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-04T01:20:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">song by existential hero: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sugarpusher.com/ex-hero.mp3" target="_blank"&gt;demo/duet thing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i don't get into trouble for posting this.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bardot:562654</id>
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    <title>america is fucked.  graphically.</title>
    <published>2008-07-31T21:20:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-31T21:48:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="31" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a bummer, man.  i agree that it's a visual pollution, all of these nasty, lazily made signs.  it's as if the people creating things, or in charge of that end have lost their sensitivity and don't care about the environment they are creating for others (universal city walk depressed me the moment we got out of the car).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to see the rest of this film project.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bardot:561764</id>
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    <title>My First Earthquake &amp;lt;3</title>
    <published>2008-07-30T02:40:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-30T04:29:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">When I realized what was going on, I yelped and grabbed my (pregnant) boss's arm really tight. I'm a wuss!  The stairwells where I work are like these David Lynch labyrinths with low, green lights and dark corners, which added to my shot nerves. Worried because my phone calls weren't going through, ohhh 9/11 style panick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all went outside and everyone was wondering where the hell Chino was.  I don't think many folks who live in LA are actually from here.  It's nice to have that in common with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp; I wanted a milkshake from the Waffle so bad, but had to make do with chocolate soymilk instead.  Can't have milk -- doctor's orders!  Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit to add -- &lt;a href="http://www.kathrynelaynepaxton.com/" target="_blank"&gt;this girl's movies are cool&lt;/a&gt;.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bardot:559710</id>
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    <title>N U M B S K U L L !</title>
    <published>2008-07-22T17:44:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-22T17:47:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/markkilner/2075870111" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2148/2103179075_000bbffe7e.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watercooler conversation time!  who's going to ComicCon?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bardot:559005</id>
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    <title>friday, bat-caca</title>
    <published>2008-07-18T10:48:40Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-18T16:46:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">just got home from arclight.  terribly stressful movie experience.  some a-hole pulled the fire alarm at the theater and everyone had to evacuate.  so we loitered around for 5 minutes, while one of my coworkers went into NERD RAGE.  then the movie resumed and it was fan-fuckin-tastic!  then josh had to leave to move the car (but he only missed the non-joker scenes, so no big).  they turned off the a/c at around 2 and we were sweltering in the theater the rest of the movie.  but the movie is still rad!  and we have free movie passes cos of the fire alarm debacle :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'm gonna pass out and try not to talk like batman in the morning.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bardot:558641</id>
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    <title>reading fun time!</title>
    <published>2008-07-17T17:14:29Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-17T17:14:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://weepop.net/images/cover015.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey look!  someone reviewed my EP:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://foggyruinsoftime.blogspot.com/2008/07/wonder-for-all-wonder-for-all-2008.html"&gt;http://foggyruinsoftime.blogspot.com/2008/07/wonder-for-all-wonder-for-all-2008.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm totally blush-tastic about this.  it's a nice thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tcj.com/images/stories/tcj291.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, the new comics journal is out with an interview with josh.  you can see part of it here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tcj.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;task=view&amp;id=864&amp;Itemid=48"&gt;http://www.tcj.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;task=view&amp;id=864&amp;Itemid=48&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if you want to read about the sex circus and other weird stuff, get the issue.  there's an article about ralph steadman, too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK who is ready for BATMAN?  we have our tickets!  12:05! Arclight! PLEASURETOWN!</content>
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    <title>taken from kore</title>
    <published>2008-07-15T06:39:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-15T22:42:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I really do like getting to know people who read this. So answer these questions cos questions are fun. Bonus points for making me laugh, since my brain is leaking out of my ears again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your name?&lt;br /&gt;2. How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;3. Where do you live, what do you live in, and do you like it?&lt;br /&gt;4. What do you do for a job?&lt;br /&gt;5. What would you do with your time in an ideal world where earning money wasn't the top priority?&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you make anything?&lt;br /&gt;7. What is your favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;8. If you could live anywhere in the world, where would you choose?&lt;br /&gt;9. Ask me a question about anything.&lt;br /&gt;10. Show me a picture of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;11. Show me a picture of something that you think is awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************&lt;br /&gt;Here are my answers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. What is your name?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. How old are you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am twenty-eight years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Where do you live, what do you live in, and do you like it?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live in a loft in downtown Los Angeles, near skid row.  I have a lot of space, not enough stuff to fill it with.  I have to fix everything myself (anyone who knows me understands the danger in this).  The elevator hardly works, sometimes there is blood on the stoop, there are homeless dudes and bees outside my window. Oh, and there is a bridge is right by my bed, which makes my apartment very dusty and loud.  It's super cheap and my air conditioner works, but I'm getting kicked out next year.  I live alone and I love it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. What do you do for a job?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a freelance graphic designer.  Right now I'm doing print work in Hollywood.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. What would you do with your time in an ideal world where earning money wasn't the top priority? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I didn't have to earn a living, I would draw and bake and read and listen to records and take regular walks in the park.  I'd probably start designing stupid things, such as better illustrated IKEA furniture assembly instructions. This is also dependent on a 30-hour day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Do you make anything?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides silly work doodles and the occasional stuffed animal friend?  I just made a kitchen counter, a delicious salad, and at some point I won't be too tired to work on a comic.  Also I paint, print, sew, knit, crochet, and very rarely I make little songs and even littler movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. What is your favorite food?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumplings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. If you could live anywhere in the world, where would you choose?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got Berlin on the brain again, and maybe a nice little forest cottage or a beach house would be nice.  But I'm pretty happy with where I am right now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Show me a picture of yourself.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/105/251618376_1df1fd38a5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. Show me a picture of something that you think is awesome. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3277/2670734550_b19902f2b0.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <title>is it bastille day?</title>
    <published>2008-07-14T18:06:25Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-14T23:57:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/wendypants/2667783325/" title="elephant, bunny, and chicken by wendypants, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3288/2667783325_82848d7f17.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="elephant, bunny, and chicken" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to be confused with &lt;a href="http://joshuahallsimmons.com/images/Happy2Cover.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;this elephant, bunny, and chicken&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend was full of bad movies  (&lt;small&gt;IT'S ALL ABOUT LOVE&lt;/small&gt; &amp; &lt;small&gt;IN DREAMS&lt;/small&gt;) chased down by an awesomely bad movie (&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;ZARDOZ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/small&gt;) and lots of hammering/drilling/sawing wood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday i was mopey, so josh drew this for me --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/thefurrytrap/2665047131/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3071/2665047131_cbcd01d8b4_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i was happy.</content>
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    <title>i will be living alone, even if it kills me</title>
    <published>2008-07-11T17:30:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-11T17:52:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i have a girl staying with me next week.  i am hoping that shit does not go bonkers. it's supposed to be only two weeks, but she made mention of having to stay longer and now i am getting antsy.  i've been told she's married and not a party girl, so i don't think there will be any dudes boning in my bed. i just hope my things don't get rifled through, broken or taken without my knowledge (again). my last roommate seriously has me traumatized and untrusting of people.  maybe that's a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to read this over and over, if only to glad that i didn't have it this bad --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/housematehorror/69877.html"&gt;http://community.livejournal.com/housematehorror/69877.html&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bardot:556837</id>
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    <title>i made a new friend last weekend</title>
    <published>2008-07-09T17:04:09Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-09T17:04:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/wendypants/2653345014/" title="the elephant in the room by wendypants, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3152/2653345014_8bbe83d2ee.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="the elephant in the room" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might make two more this weekend.  let's see if i can build my kitchen counter out  first.</content>
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    <title>being sad = work stoppage</title>
    <published>2008-07-07T05:35:25Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-07T14:35:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">life is ugly.  i need some unicorn chasers!  puppies, baby pandas, and bunny photos needed!  &lt;b&gt;ASAP!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;edit to add: phew!  that was close!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="29" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bardot:555777</id>
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    <title>bardot @ 2008-07-01T14:07:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-01T21:18:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-01T21:31:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3140/2628527839_50460925e1_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sugarpusher.com/rapt.mp3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;THESE TRAILS - RAPT ATTENTION (2.5 MB)&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>coffee break</title>
    <published>2008-06-26T18:09:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-26T19:51:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">kvetch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got pushed out of my regular parking area at work because of some movie filming thing going on in the lot.  so they moved me to another lot down the street.  i get there, the attendant  dude sends me to the back, past orange fencing and dumpsters (i start to wonder if this is a real lot), only to get turned around to the other side because that section is full.  at the front, they make me park in a small triangle of space next to a dumpster.  it's unmanageable (hi, i suck at parallel parking), so mustached parking attendant dude looks me straight in the tits and says, "give us your keys and we'll find you a space somewhere.  you'll get them back when you return to pick up your car."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm.  hmm.  i'm motherfucking confused (i am old and retarded, ok?) and i tell them "i need a second to figure this out," (i am already very far from my work) and i hear another attendant yell, "look if she doesn't wanna do it, she can go fuck herself," in spanish.  &lt;i&gt;HEY GENIUS, you shouldn't talk shit to someone's face in spanish when you're in LOS ANGELES, even when they're chinky looking.  it's not some secret code language!&lt;/i&gt;  so i drive straight toward the dude and say, "excuse me, could you repeat what you said?  cos i did NOT just hear that," in my most polite spanish.  dude looks at me like i have a dick growing out of my face.  so i drive out of the sad sack lot and into my building's fancypants spendy lot.  $16.  i'm taking the train in tomorrow.</content>
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    <title>campy</title>
    <published>2008-06-26T02:55:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-26T03:04:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hey &lt;b&gt;southern california kids&lt;/b&gt;!  what's a good place to go camping along the coast?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i don't like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* hot stickiness&lt;br /&gt;* bear attacks!&lt;br /&gt;* hornets&lt;br /&gt;* throngs of people&lt;br /&gt;* noise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i like:&lt;br /&gt;* swimming&lt;br /&gt;* hiking&lt;br /&gt;* bunnies&lt;br /&gt;* nature spots&lt;br /&gt;* gummy apple rings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to get out of this town for a spell.  i'll go as far as santa barbara, maybe even carmel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you muchly!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bardot:554452</id>
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    <title>weekend!</title>
    <published>2008-06-23T03:49:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-23T04:10:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/wendypants/2602388231/" title="portrait by wendypants, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3168/2602388231_01cfdb7015_o.gif" width="306" height="348" alt="portrait" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was too hot to hold hands in LA, so we went to malibu yesterday.  cold rocks and a nearly abandoned beach saved my sweaty ass.  the ocean was our living room.  after that, we saw &lt;b&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.dirtyhandsmovie.com/" target="_blank"&gt;dirty hands: the art &amp; crimes of david choe&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/b&gt; and it was fan-fuckin-tastic!  sweet and sentimental and crazy and hilarious and romantical and punkass and and and.  i mean, watching dude punch himself in the face repeatedly until his nose bled enough for him to paint with his blood?  crazy inspiring.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the picture above is a doodle he made of me when i was a wise-ass cashier at &lt;a href="http://www.jhuniverse.com/" target="_blank"&gt;jim hanley's universe&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, there's a fucking cricket chirping at my window.  MURDER TIME.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>WANT</title>
    <published>2008-06-20T19:57:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-20T19:58:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">holy fuck, holy fuck, holy fuck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.entertainmentearth.com/%5CAUTOIMAGES%5CMTL9663lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so who's up for a trip to bodega bay?  i'll be suzanne pleshette!</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>friday, brain caca</title>
    <published>2008-06-20T14:18:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-20T18:22:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/wendypants/2594065535/" title="where i sleep. by wendypants, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3279/2594065535_e52088eb27.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="where i sleep." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is more or less my bedroom.  pardon the unmade bed.  i tend to sleep on my back in the middle of the bed but these days i'm mostly curled up on the left hand side, almost to the edge.  just thought i'd share.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how and where do you sleep?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember many years ago, an art teacher gave us a "draw a part of yourself" assignment.  one girl drew her crotch, i drew my tummy, but one boy drew his sheets rumpled on a bed.  it was super fantastic and i've been curious about how/where people sleep ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK time for work. xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;also, i baked brownies yesterday!  it's a bajillion degrees in my apt, but i don't care.  they're chocolatey, nutty, caramelly tasty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, &lt;i&gt;to r&lt;/i&gt; -- thank you for the message.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO! &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/06/22/magazine/22madmen-t.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt; MAD MEN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!  RARRRR!!!</content>
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    <title>WTF tastespotting!!!! :(</title>
    <published>2008-06-13T18:17:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-30T06:32:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">super duper sad to wake up to that, especially now that i have an oven.  ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here's a thing that's made me happy all week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1025428/Pig-Boots-The-worlds-porker-afraid-mud.html" target="_blank"&gt;cutest piggy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/06/10/article-0-018CB2F800000578-471_468x319.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is cuter to me than seeing dogs wearing sneakers on the subway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was fun girl chitchat evening with ashley, still the cutest lady ever ever.  we both wore patent leather stilettos and climbed up and down rickety stairs and shared a cigarette.  my first one in over a week!</content>
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    <title>bardot @ 2008-06-10T08:20:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-10T15:21:45Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i love you, ny post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3058/2568065084_cf051ec10d_o.jpg"&gt;</content>
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