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  <subtitle>this is the last night in my body</subtitle>
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    <name>. . . burn for me . . .</name>
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    <title>Just some bullshit rambling</title>
    <published>2038-01-19T03:14:07Z</published>
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    <lj:music>probably Weezer</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I do not want to live in Albany anymore. I want to move to Poughkeepsie or one of its suburbs. I just can't take the misery that comes with winter in this city anymore -- the weather, the bus and its incessant need to NEVER be on time, the people in general. It's enough to make a girl go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't get me wrong, I'm not depressed in the slightest. I'm actually quite happy with where my life is right now. Despite the fact that I hate the world of retail, I like my job a lot. I see advancement  as long as open positions somehow arise, and I've made a lot of friends since working there. My co-workers are awesome and sometimes I even forget how awful customers can be and let whatever they say/do just roll off my back. However I'm monstrously glad that the holidays are over. The week before and the week after Christmas were pretty traumatic. Let's just leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday was pretty awesome this year. Surprising, right? I didn't have to celebrate Christmas on it, which was the most important thing to me. The night before a bunch of co-workers, my roommate Patty and I went to Bombers and had a good time. For the very first time in my life a relatively non-threatening, possibly decent and conversation-worthy guy started talking to me and asked for my number. I haven't talked to him since, but who cares. It's the experience that matters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I've just been living life the best I can in this town. I have an awesome place to live and a cat that loves me. I'll probably be buying my mother's car soon (I have to learn to drive standard. Quadruple UGH!!) so I'll have a little more freedom than I already do. I've started selling my photography and hair clips at a store in downtown Albany. Even if they don't sell, it's still great exposure. I'm pretty excited for things to come!</content>
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