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  <title>This Is A Sentence In A Nick</title>
  <subtitle>This Is A Sentence In A Nick</subtitle>
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    <name>This Is A Sentence In A Nick</name>
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  <updated>2004-09-13T07:34:43Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:journalfen.net:atom1:tiasian:2350</id>
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    <title>Perhaps the funniest thing ever...</title>
    <published>2004-09-13T07:34:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-13T07:34:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A rabid!shipper with a serious cheating fetish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... well, or it's anguish worthy of the greatest tragic filkers.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:journalfen.net:atom1:tiasian:2250</id>
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    <title>tiasian @ 2004-08-21T22:49:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-22T02:51:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-22T02:51:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.sexuality.org/l/polyamor/styles.html"&gt;This is just too precious not to share!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er, let me be clear - I'm laughing at the silly definitions, not the poly folk themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... because really, wtf?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:journalfen.net:atom1:tiasian:1928</id>
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    <title>I planned to post this earlier....</title>
    <published>2004-08-22T02:43:19Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-22T02:43:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">oh, well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Happy birthday to me. (It was yesterday.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 25 now. A nice square number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to do something special and spend it hanging around with one of my oldest online friends. Perhaps the oldest friend, period. Sad thought, that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The computer I'm using to post with is... rather different than what I'm used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway! yeah, I'm fine. Doing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent most of Monday and Thursday and all of Tuesday and Wednesday on a train across the US. It was a nice, quiet journey and I saw lots of neat scenery. I was cursing myself for not having thought to bring along a camera of some sort. Next time, I'll remember and spend a lot of time on the return trip taking pictures and writing comments on the things I see. I even met some very nice people on the train and got along with them famously. Rare for me - at least, offline. Unfortunately, I did not get to shower for three motherfucking days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I find the train to be eminently agreeable, and I entirely plan on taking it across the US again. This, of course, limits my continental travels more than taking the plane would. I'd probably be able to do this only once a year. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, I don't find that especially tragic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(crossposted this to my LJ account hours earlier)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:journalfen.net:atom1:tiasian:1771</id>
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    <title>Christ.</title>
    <published>2004-07-28T23:25:32Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-28T23:25:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Fucking computers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking spyware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back sometime, though.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:journalfen.net:atom1:tiasian:1032</id>
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    <title>... Okay.</title>
    <published>2004-06-14T21:31:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-14T21:31:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">After reading the comments in &lt;a href="http://www.journalfen.net/community/fandom_wank/433747.html"&gt;those&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.journalfen.net/community/fandom_wank/434029.html"&gt;posts&lt;/a&gt;, I find myself wondering if I should make my thoughts on what men I find sexy and what men I don't known?  They're pretty harsh, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;ps, I like &lt;a href="http://www008.upp.so-net.ne.jp/otokono/"&gt;this kind of man&lt;/a&gt;.  NWS  I fear I'm the only one on journalfen that does.  :p&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:journalfen.net:atom1:tiasian:936</id>
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    <title>Hi, people.</title>
    <published>2004-06-07T15:38:08Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-07T15:38:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just wanted to ask if you would please not say "fan fictions" anymore?  It doesn't look right to me.  "Fiction" doesn't need that extra "s" there - it's already a plural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;I find it really fucking annoying.  kthnx&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:journalfen.net:atom1:tiasian:568</id>
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    <title>... I had a dream.</title>
    <published>2004-05-16T20:12:51Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-16T20:12:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">... a guy had himself castrated, and not long afterwards he gave a present in a small box to a friend in convalascent care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friend's about to pull the ribbon off but when he notices the longing look on the guy's face, he just puts the present on a pillow next to him and pushes it away.  He's edging away, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total sitcom moment in a fucked-up sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That dream proceeded to get odder.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:journalfen.net:atom1:tiasian:494</id>
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    <title>I invite you all to play a game...</title>
    <published>2004-01-26T22:37:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-26T22:38:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ideas for horrific slashfic summaries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange memories torment Duo, making his life miserable.  Then, the mysterious Greenleaf from  the secretive Greenwood colony appears and helps him remember.  1xR[1] Lx2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] - Inside would be an explanation riddled with "Gomen!  Gomen!" and ^_^;; explaining that Heero's paired up with Relena to get him out of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add in extra notes to make the entire thing more painful if you like!</content>
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