<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?>
<!-- If you are running a bot please visit this policy page outlining rules you must respect. http://www.livejournal.com/bots/ -->
<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:lj="http://www.livejournal.com">
  <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skelby</id>
  <title>Skelby's Page</title>
  <subtitle>Determined Girl in a Broken World</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Shelby</name>
  </author>
  <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/"/>
  <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/data/atom"/>
  <updated>2008-06-19T18:13:10Z</updated>
  <lj:journal userid="2477166" username="skelby" type="personal"/>
  <link rel="service.feed" type="application/x.atom+xml" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/data/atom" title="Skelby's Page"/>
  <link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/"/>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skelby:112428</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/112428.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=112428"/>
    <title>countdown ...</title>
    <published>2008-06-19T18:13:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-19T18:13:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>TLC on TV</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00" size="6"&gt;59 DAYS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skelby:112376</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/112376.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=112376"/>
    <title>skelby @ 2008-06-01T15:42:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-01T21:43:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-01T21:43:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>NASCAR on TV</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff" size="6"&gt;77 DAYS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skelby:112004</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/112004.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=112004"/>
    <title>addicted for sure</title>
    <published>2007-09-04T08:53:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-04T08:53:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>uh some hotel crap</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;... oh god i'm in love to the MAX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've finally found what i've been missing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my sister already&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skelby:111747</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/111747.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=111747"/>
    <title>this ony stings a lil ...</title>
    <published>2007-07-19T17:00:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-19T17:01:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Autographs &amp; Apologies - Motion City Soundtrack</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Your side of my bed is made up still. And I need to hear your voice to get me through the day and make it okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell head over heels ... and it's not fair to use it against me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people call me a loser, cause I seldom get things right the first time. But you made me feel like a winner, when you wrapped me in your arms so tight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt this way before. Everything that I do and see, reminds me of you. The clothes you left, they lie on the floor .. they smell just like you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you walk away I count the steps that you take. Can you see how much I need you right now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ever wanted was for you to know how I felt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly breathe. I need to feel you here with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm nobody without somebody like you. &lt;br /&gt;I miss you. &lt;br /&gt;And nobody knows it but me .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh &lt;br /&gt;p.s. &lt;br /&gt;i don't know what i was thinking ... i'm fed up with our awkward attempts to stay gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah its my b-day today and I kindof don't care??? uh ... ok?&lt;br /&gt;but i got a saweet hair cut!</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skelby:111459</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/111459.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=111459"/>
    <title>calculation ... uh no?</title>
    <published>2007-07-03T21:31:55Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-03T21:31:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bleed It Out - Linkin Park</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div&gt;Let me apologize to begin with .. for what I'm about to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But trying to be genuine, to be someone else and trying to regain your trust was harder than it seemed. And somehow I got caught up in between my pride and my promises. Between my lies and how the truth gets in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And things I want to say to you got lost before they came .. &lt;br /&gt;Fear is not afraid of you, but guilt's a language you can understand. I hope the actions speak the words they can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* the only thing that's worse than one .. is none *&lt;/div&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skelby:111230</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/111230.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=111230"/>
    <title>you wanna do WHAT to my dog?  u 'tard</title>
    <published>2007-06-01T07:07:35Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-01T07:07:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dolly Parton! w00t w00t!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">THE WHOLE WORLD GETS ALONG, AND I HAVEN'T THOUGHT ABOUT YOU ONCE SINCE YOU'VE BEEN GONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE FORGOTTEN EVERY SINGLE TIME YOU KISSED ME ... YOU KNOW,&amp;nbsp;I DON'T MISS IT LIKE YOU THINK I DO. THERE'S A MILLION THINGS ABOUT YOU I DON'T REMEMBER ANYMORE. LIKE HOW YOU&amp;nbsp;KISSED ME UP AGAINST THAT OLD&amp;nbsp;DOOR. AIN'T IT FUNNY HOW THINGS FADE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY, I'M DOING FINE.&lt;br /&gt;I SLEEP JUST LIKE A LITTLE BABY EVERY NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE MOVED ON. I HAVEN'T THOUGHT ABOUT YOU ONCE SINCE YOU'VE BEEN GONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... until I saw you today</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skelby:110984</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/110984.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=110984"/>
    <title>I &amp;lt;3 my job</title>
    <published>2007-05-20T14:28:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-20T14:28:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;From the second she shimmied in &lt;br /&gt;I was intrigued by her essence &lt;br /&gt;And my first instincts to make sure that my presence was felt &lt;br /&gt;Simple and plain &lt;br /&gt;I'm probably jumping the train &lt;br /&gt;But all I could see was my name engraved on her belt &lt;br /&gt;Hit the pause button &lt;br /&gt;Damn! &lt;br /&gt;I don't even know this girl &lt;br /&gt;And I'm already practicing my sweet-nothins &lt;br /&gt;But that's a classic trait of a soft-spoken, heart-broken, fellow like my self best believe (pussy) &lt;br /&gt;I tend to wear my heart on my sleeve &lt;br /&gt;But that night the Jagermeister had my sleeves rolled up &lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute, hold up &lt;br /&gt;I think she caught me grillin' now I'm spillin' my drink (don't look don't look) &lt;br /&gt;I knew our feelings were in sync so now she gave me the wink &lt;br /&gt;The only problem is, I'm not your ordinary, average Romeo &lt;br /&gt;A Cyrano de Bergerac (shut the fuck up) &lt;br /&gt;In fact, I remember back in fifth grade &lt;br /&gt;I tried to read the book of love, but sadly &lt;br /&gt;The introduction didn't grab me &lt;br /&gt;So I left it on the shelf and kept moving &lt;br /&gt;Assuming that this planet rotates &lt;br /&gt;I'll just procrastinate until the day I bump into my soulmate &lt;br /&gt;Who would've thunk I would be pissy ass drunk when time came for collision &lt;br /&gt;So I made the decision to just keep my composure (cool cool) &lt;br /&gt;Until she started getting closer &lt;br /&gt;And then I felt this weird feeling underneath my left shoulder, and then I &lt;br /&gt;Slipped, tripped, busted my lip and fell in love &lt;br /&gt;The minute that she stepped in the door &lt;br /&gt;The type of girl I'd have to make a couple mix tapes for &lt;br /&gt;To me she equaled MC squared and everything else was mathematics &lt;br /&gt;I never took the time to practice&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Ok, continued &lt;br /&gt;What's next upon the menu? &lt;br /&gt;Hmm, maybe I should crack a joke &lt;br /&gt;Attack and ask her if she smokes &lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't seem to find my matches &lt;br /&gt;And that could break the ice but &lt;br /&gt;I'm a bad actress with three lighters I acquired the previous night &lt;br /&gt;And there I was do or die &lt;br /&gt;She was approximately five feet away from my frame &lt;br /&gt;So I decided to take a stride, swallow my pride, tellin' her my name like &lt;br /&gt;Hello miss, my name is Travis &lt;br /&gt;Just a ordinary cat, I'm into art and fuzzy rabbits, kinda smart with a big heart, you can have it &lt;br /&gt;See you find that funny &lt;br /&gt;I'd love to buy you a drink but I got bent and spent my money &lt;br /&gt;But would you kindly accept a raincheck &lt;br /&gt;Perhaps some deep chit chat &lt;br /&gt;She didn't think twice, nodded her head and said "I'm with that" &lt;br /&gt;By the way do you have some matches? &lt;br /&gt;She's like, "no, but there's a lighter right in front of you" &lt;br /&gt;And now we both giggling &lt;br /&gt;This girl's so crazy, got my gullet jiggling &lt;br /&gt;Fiddling with my feelings like an out of tune piano &lt;br /&gt;Like I'm on ritalin &lt;br /&gt;The way she's got my undivided attention dismissin' any thoughts of lettin' this one get away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bombs been detonated&lt;br /&gt;I'm just waitin' for an explosion, I was just waitin' on 2nd and it was time for me to close in on 3rd&lt;br /&gt;With blurred vision and in, precisely placed slurred words we started kissin'&lt;br /&gt;Man listen, it was like a scene from a very bad B movie with a very low budget&lt;br /&gt;But fuck it, I was drunk and I admit I loved it&lt;br /&gt;Every last second, I couldn't kill that thought of us butt ass naked&lt;br /&gt;Tele' surfin' with the fan on, chattin' about the session and, slowly gettin' into some closet skeleton confessions&lt;br /&gt;That's when, she made a offer that I couldn't refuse&lt;br /&gt;And chills went up and down my legs like Samoan tattoos&lt;br /&gt;She said she had a pad that wasn't too far away, and said she'd love if I stayed 'til the following day&lt;br /&gt;So it was time to exit stage left, I made my rounds, gave my pounds and hugs, gathered my thoughts and took a deep breath&lt;br /&gt;And now we're walkin' to the door but, right before we stepped outside she bought me one more&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm feelin' it, I had my hand down my pocket but she's stealing it,&lt;br /&gt;with our fingers in a locket and as we're walkin' down Exchange Street, with&lt;br /&gt;our hearts pitter pattering to the same beat&lt;br /&gt;And then she popped the question like "Trav, you have been in love?" I'm like "pshhh not that I recall"&lt;br /&gt;Well there was one situation, but I didn't have the patience, or the balls to say it and everytime I tried I just digitally delayed it&lt;br /&gt;And it sounded like something blah blah blah blah, man my speach impetement left my heart vacant without a single resident&lt;br /&gt;The first tenant got evicted the second she settled in, I seen her the other day riding my bike and kept peddlin'&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn't for meddlin' kids would love even exist *nope*, if it wasn't for alcohol would I even be saying this *nope*&lt;br /&gt;She probably took offense, I probably started gettin' sober 'cause she started gettin' ugly and I think probably told her&lt;br /&gt;Then my feet got heavy, I started drippin' sweat, knew I was gettin' into something I'd&amp;nbsp;later regret&lt;br /&gt;Right when I lit the cigarette I caught a case of the spins, and started wishin' I was still at the bar with my friends&lt;br /&gt;And then it happened, I fell flat on my face&lt;br /&gt;When I awoke I found I was in a very strange place&lt;br /&gt;I must've got my wish granted 'cause I was butt ass naked, but the only downside was that the room was very vacant&lt;br /&gt;Except next to the bed there was this note on the dresser, while I'm tryin' to deal with this hangover head pressure&lt;br /&gt;With a smile I grabbed the note, lit a smoke and sat back, "Dear whoever, lose my number P.S. the sex was wack"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skelby:110611</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/110611.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=110611"/>
    <title>single ... and its ooootay</title>
    <published>2007-05-16T16:57:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-16T16:57:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Good Charlotte's New CD &lt;3</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this friend.&lt;br /&gt;I love her.&lt;br /&gt;I adore her.&lt;br /&gt;She means everything to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish ...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;She sees what I see.&lt;br /&gt;That amazing personality.&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is one of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She rocks all the socks in my sock drawer.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skelby:110547</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/110547.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=110547"/>
    <title>uh - WHAT</title>
    <published>2007-04-23T15:05:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-23T15:05:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hollaback Boy - Cobrastar Ship</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been pretty down the past few days. Haven't gotten to do much with Patrick. And it blows, cause my first night off is his first day back at work. Lame, indeed. I called him today, and it was weird being on the phione with him after not being able to talk for almost a week. Odd? I know how I feel about him, but with all this time in between us talking ... it's driving me up the wall. I hate not being able to see him for such a long time. My own sister and brother-in-law see my own boyfriend more than I do. Not cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a co-worker, who makes me feel like the most useless person on the planet. I can't even being to describe how this person is. I seriously wanna jab my saweet pink pen in their eye. Maybe they will get hit by a bus? Ugh. I can dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently looking for a new place to live. Along with a new truck so if anyone has anything available in either department ... drop me a line. Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a friend, who you love hanging around with. Sharing nothing but great moments and the occasional joint with? Then, one day, this person desides to confess everything that they've been keeping inside all this time. Okay, you can handle this. Not a huge deal. You don't feel the same, but you know they need to get it off their chest. They understand that you are in a relationship with someone else and are in love. Understandable. Now all of sudden, this person doesn't talk to you anymore. Odd? I thought so too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you are not always self centered like you appear to be. I know that you have a soft side and you only show it when we’re alone. But it really hurt my feelings that you couldn’t even see how much you hurt me or acknowledge that. I am so angry at you. I am so angry at myself. I am so disappointed in myself for thinking that you might just treat me a little bit different. A little bit different than in the past. I’m so naïve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just amazed by life ... or by Pat, or Lindsey, or Amber. Possibly all of the above ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks it for now punks,&lt;br /&gt;take care of you&lt;br /&gt;Shelby Q&lt;/div&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skelby:110289</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/110289.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=110289"/>
    <title>doing surveys ... and not working ... typical</title>
    <published>2007-04-10T08:54:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-10T08:54:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>be my escape - relient K</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div&gt;1. name one person who made you smile today?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsey! It's always Lindsey ... 'I'm a pop sensation!!' ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. what were you doing at 8 this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Driving home from work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. what were you doing 30 minutes ago?&lt;br /&gt;Running my audit at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. what is something that happened in 1995?&lt;br /&gt;The Highway 63 Fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. what is the last thing you said aloud?&lt;br /&gt;Some drunk guy came into the hotel and started freaking out .. so I yelled at him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. how many different things did you drink today?&lt;br /&gt;Milk, tea and apple juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. what color is your hairbrush?&lt;br /&gt;I fail to understand why you need to know this ... but its black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. what was the last thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;Dog food for Kaleb! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. what was the last gift you recieved for your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;A buster with some green from Lindsey ... sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. what color is your mouse?&lt;br /&gt;Blak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. where do you keep your change?&lt;br /&gt;In my invisible piggy bank ... nah in my beer mug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. what was the weather like today?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, I slept all day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. what is the best ice-cream flavor?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. what is something you are excited about?&lt;br /&gt;That for once I don't feel like I'm going through hell ... thnx baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. when was the last time you saw a rainbow?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the last time it acutally rained and there wasn't any snow on the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. what's your favorite gardening tool?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA the hoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. do you have a sister?&lt;br /&gt;Yep ... just one but sometimes it feels like I have 2 moms and no sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. are you very random?&lt;br /&gt;Like that time we were sitting in Moxies, and Sweeney looks at me and says 'this table is pretty high, eh?' and I replied by saying that its prefect cause then you can't see me touching myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. do you want to cut your hair?&lt;br /&gt;Just put a bowl over my head and cut around it! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. are you over the age of 25?&lt;br /&gt;21 ... but mentaly I'm like 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. who are you talking to right now?&lt;br /&gt;Couple ppl from MSN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. do you watch the oc?&lt;br /&gt;I used to. Then it started to suck ... so I grew up. Probably both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. does your screen name have an 'x' in it?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Sure don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. do you know anyone called steve?&lt;br /&gt;Yes and he's a total sweet heart&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. are you ticklish?&lt;br /&gt;Depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. are you typically a jealous person?&lt;br /&gt;Not as bad as SOME chicks out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. name a friend whose name starts with the letter 'j'?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Josh1, Josh2, Jen, Jason, Jeff, Jordan, Justin ...more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. name a friend whose name starts with the letter 'k?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin1, Kevin2, I know like 5 Kims ... &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. who's the 1st person on your received calls list?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. what did the last text message you sent/recieved say?&lt;br /&gt;"How was Vegas, you sexay thang?" received from Jeff&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. do you chew on your straws?&lt;br /&gt;Always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. do you have curly frizzy hair?&lt;br /&gt;Unless I straighten it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. what is the next concert you're going to?&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully either 30 Seconds To Mars with Lindsey or Big Valley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. who is the most not likeable person in your life?&lt;br /&gt;If I don't like them then they aren't in my life ... so HA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. what is something you say a lot?&lt;br /&gt;Bitch Please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. what is the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;Fried egg sandwich when I got home from work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. have you seen the movie 'donnie darko'?&lt;br /&gt;BEST MOVIE EVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. do you have work tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;When don't I work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. what about marriage?&lt;br /&gt;When it happens it happens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. when was the last time you said 'i love you'?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Last night to Kaleb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. what should you be doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Probably working ... but I'm not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. are you a heavy sleeper?&lt;br /&gt;Depends where I'm sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. when was the last time you used a skateboard?&lt;br /&gt;Probably when Jordan was in town and I was trying to be the sk8ter I'm not! haha&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. what is the best movie you've seen in the past two weeks?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Hands down its HAPPY FEET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. do you drive?&lt;br /&gt;I do, thanks for asking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. when was the last time you did the dishes?&lt;br /&gt;I would say this weekend, but we all used paper plates and plastic silverware ... I love my family visits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. do you wish you were someone else?&lt;br /&gt;Bitch Please! I love me!&lt;br /&gt;LOVE ALL AROUND&lt;/div&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skelby:109871</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/109871.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=109871"/>
    <title>I'm not sleeping and you're not here; the thought stops my heart ...</title>
    <published>2007-04-01T07:04:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-02T09:01:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>memories of us - keith urban</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Sometimes I wonder who he's picturing&lt;br /&gt;When he looks at&amp;nbsp;me and smiles...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{&amp;nbsp; daylight.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; turns.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; to.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; night.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; am.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; still.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; alone.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; }&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#cc9933"&gt;My happiest moments&amp;nbsp;wouldn't be&amp;nbsp;complete if&amp;nbsp;he weren't by my side &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;He&amp;nbsp;is my happiest moments.&amp;nbsp;He brings the smile to my face, he's the twinkle in my eye when I think aout him. He's what keeps me going. But he doesn't see it. It's hard to say that I was wrong, it's hard to say that I miss him ... since he's been gone I'm not the same. I feel like I've done everything I've could .... please.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#cc9933"&gt;I can't do this thing called life without&amp;nbsp;him here with me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Everytime I look around, I see people together ... young or old. It brings a tear to my eye. Everyone just seems to be so happy all the time. Smiles on their faces, with that little sparkle of love in their eyes. The sad puppy dog look they get then their loved one leaves. I want that feeling back.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#cc9933"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know it ain't easy loving me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#cc9933"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Him and I, yeah we had our rough times. But it always seemed to make itself right in the end. Things can't always work out the way we want them to, I understand that ... but for once, can it please happen to me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#cc9933"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I appreciate the love and dedication from&amp;nbsp;him to me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;He's stood&amp;nbsp;by me through the tough and the tougher.&amp;nbsp;Plain and simple, he is my other half. I &amp;lt;3 him. I need&amp;nbsp;him more than I ever have before. I'm glad&amp;nbsp;we found each other. We deserve to be together ... finally it is our time.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img alt="" src="http://upload.turbosport.co.uk/gallery3/2002426223139520031.gif" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;I will always remember you, for your sweet gentle heart and your ice-cold cruelty &lt;img alt="" src="http://upload.turbosport.co.uk/gallery3/2002426223139520031.gif" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt a bit sickish this morning. Not sure why. Oh well, I suppose it'll blow over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment from my&amp;nbsp;Manager tonight;&lt;br /&gt;"I see you're hatred has spread to office supplies now Shelby. Just don't staple yourself." &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Somebody has really gone overboard on something in my life. This is getting ridiculously out of control. It needs to stop... NOW! It is so childish. People really need to grow up. You can&amp;nbsp;keep your high school attitude, I'm over you and it.&amp;nbsp;I pick and choose my friends carefully now. I may not have many, but that's my choice. I have fun with the friends I have, and thats all that matters... That I am happy. Somebody really needs to take a step back, and reevaluate themselves before saying the things they are saying ...&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOO ... &lt;br /&gt;Given the recent events in my life and the fact that some people feel the need to make a joke out of it ... I have come to the conclusion that God will punish you. SO the sick fucks who think its fun to&amp;nbsp;start rumors about an ex friend&amp;nbsp;are just stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know how much you hurt me.&amp;nbsp;But that's fine, because I'm a better person from your lies. My life may not be perfect .. but I think its pretty fuckin' sweet. So back off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes my bullying was mid compared to some, but painting polos with tippex is just damned cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A recent ex called me today. Apologized for being an asshole&amp;nbsp;a few weeks ago. Wants to hang out or something.... I could care less about so many things at this point. I know for sure I'm going to get sick. I'm achy, I'm tired and I haven't has a decent rest since&amp;nbsp;Wednesday March 21, cause it was the last time I talked to him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was going to write a bunch more but I really just don't want to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;♥♥ So sick of being tired. And&amp;nbsp;tired of being sick. We're both such magnifacent liars. So crush me baby, I'm all ears. So obviously desperate, so desperatly obvious. ♥♥ &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skelby:109583</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/109583.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=109583"/>
    <title>you are soooo 1991</title>
    <published>2007-03-28T10:49:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-28T10:49:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Walk Away - Dropkick Murphys</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. seems my last many posts have been... not happy?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. well. we will see about this one. i hope to be happy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm sick.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok not a good start. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm totally bitter over this whole experience.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;wanna stop crying. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i hate pressure. and i desperately have to talk to someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I was highly amused by the things you said because it showed how low of a person you were. Well, you have finally succeeded in saying something that actually turned and bite you in the ass.&amp;nbsp;How does it feel to know that all your friends know your a liar? I called you a friend and you&amp;nbsp;stabbed me in the chest ... that was a really bitchy thing to do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You were a waste of my&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;just want&amp;nbsp;to mean somthing to you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&amp;nbsp;I said it -&amp;nbsp;I want it to mean something. &lt;br /&gt;What more is there to think about?&lt;br /&gt;You're destroying something inside of me without even knowing it ... everyday I don't talk to you. You are where my heart wants to be.&lt;br /&gt;Because you make me feel how a women should feel about herself.&lt;br /&gt;Its the damn truth. &lt;br /&gt;Can you handle it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can go headbutt a bullet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get off your high horse and give up the high school attitude.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My heart is going through an emotional breakdown because of you.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm totally useless and I'm starting to hate myself ... again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's a feeling I can't shake. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ugh...thanks, I owe you one...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... bitch.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skelby:109016</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/109016.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=109016"/>
    <title>Dick Has A Tough Week</title>
    <published>2007-03-26T12:36:03Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-26T12:36:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>read my mind - the killers</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Washington, Day Five of deliberations in the Scooter Libby trial. The courtroom is empty, and the mood in the media room is grim; everyone knows what a waste of time this trial has been. Scooter Libby either will or won't be convicted of perjury. But it doesn't matter, because by now we all know that all this was just a prosecutorial swing and miss at Dick Cheney. Prosecutor Patrick Fitzgerald said as much when he admitted that Cheney had been his real target, only he couldn't get him because Libby is taking the rap:&lt;br /&gt;'There is a cloud over the vice president. That cloud remains because [Libby] obstructed justice.'&lt;br /&gt;So while Libby might be going to jail, Cheney is definitely not going with him. I bet right now, in fact, the vice president is in Asia somewhere, probably cowering aboard the C-17 named Spirit of Storm Thumond after the Taliban tried to assassinate him in Afghanistan using a suicide bomber. To the 3 000-plus Americans and the 50 000-plus Iraqis who have died in Cheney's pointless was in Iraq, we can now add twenty three more poor souls, names we'll never know, who died protecting the veep in Bagram Air Base.&lt;br /&gt;Cheney almost certainly planned his forign jaunt to make sure he was away from home when the Libby verdict came down, but what happened instead is that he stepped loudly in shit at each stop abroad, not deflecting but rather training the spotlight on his infamy and political isolation. His arrival in Australia sparked a riot between cops and protesters; his plane broke en route to Singapore; he got jihadi-bombed in Afghanistan; he pissed off the Chinese by complaining about their expanding military (in a year when US military spending will exceed the rest of the world's defense expenditures combined); and he mystified the Japanese by snubbing their defense minister and then retreating to the safety of a docked American aircraft carrier.&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of all this felicitous spreading of international good will, Cheney couldn't resist jumping into the domestic political crossfire. Apparently unaware that the president had finally repudiated the administration's long-held contention that disagreements over the war embolden the enemy - '[Disagreeing with me] doesn't mean they aren't good, honorable citizens,' a weary Bush conceded, referring to war dissidents in Congress - the one-time draft-evading Cheney took time out from offending the Japanese to call Nancy Pelosi and John Murtha traitors.&lt;br /&gt;'I think if we were to do what Speaker Pelosi and Congressman Murtha are suggestion, all we will do is validate the Al Qaeda strategy,' the veep said sternly in Tokyo.&lt;br /&gt;It was a remarkable statement, if only because most of the rest of the BUsh revolutionaries have lately been frightened into at least superficial repentance - either by plummeting poll numbers, or by the stinging reality of the failed Iraq War, or even, perhaps, bu the calls of conscience. Not Cheney. If his strangely violent and out-spoken world tous proved anything, it's that Cheney is still the same bloodless, vicious cocksucker he's been all along. If anything, he's meaner now that he ever was.&lt;br /&gt;Amid all the spineless, calculating toadies who rode Bush's coattails to tit Cabinet jobs and fat Iraq contracts, Cheney is the one guy who genuinely believes in all of this bullshit. This had been his show all along, and who else's could it have been, really?&lt;br /&gt;His counterpart, the president, after all, is a sniveling egomaniac trapped for all eternity in some unseemly infantile phase of personality development - and while W's hang-ups are suffeciently uncurable to keep him safely in denial in the face of abject failure and international outrage, there is no way the tortured vibes emanating from his id were ever purposeful or articulate enough to drive the world's greatest army across an ocean into Mesopotamia.&lt;br /&gt;No, it had to be the indomitable will of a sinister Machiavellian creature like Cheney that made this Iraq disaster happen. Only that kind of peronality could be capable of manipulating the intelligence community into signing off an bogus, career-wrecking analyses and orchestrating from afar an absurd dog-and-pony show like the Hans Blix/U.N. inspecitons fiasco. Only a true believer like Cheney could steer this many huge bureaucracies so far off a cliff.&lt;br /&gt;At every stop of the way, the most brazen lies about Iraq were always Cheney's. It was Cheney who said unequivocally that Iraq had a nucleara program, Cheney who said the insurgency was in its "last throes," Cheney who said Iraq was the "geographic base" of the terrorists who hit the States on 9/11 ... And it was Cheney who said, with the asurance of either a sleepwalker of a psychopath or both, "I have not suggested there's a connection between Iraq and 9/11."&lt;br /&gt;At the Libby trial, we heard about the powerful antipathy war opponents like Joe Wilson inspired in Cheney - with the veep furiously scribbling anit-Wilson talking&amp;nbsp;points on a copy of the former ambassador's &lt;em&gt;New York Times &lt;/em&gt;editorial debunking Bush's Niger-yellowcake intelligence. Cheney was so desperate to find an ulterior motive for Wilson's fact-finding tour in Niger that he evem speculated that Wilson's CIA-agent wife had sent him there on a "junket" - as if Americans ever went to Niger, renowned for its Guinea-worm disease and anesthesia-free female circumcisions,&amp;nbsp;for snorkeling-and-golf vacations.&lt;br /&gt;The most remarkable thing to surface in the trial were the grenzied discussions between Cheney and Libby about whether or not to declassify security documents as a means of debunking Wilson. These people were so afraid of a single &lt;em&gt;Times&lt;/em&gt; artical that they untimately chose to leak state secrets to the likes of Judy Millers in an attempt to fight it. According to Libby, Bush himself signed off on the declassification for this purpose, a fact that showed just how far the White House would go to squash its enemies.&lt;br /&gt;And Cheney and his crew behaved in this paranoid manner at a time when they had the country eating out of the palm of their hand. Like the Nixon White House during Watergate, they chated even when they were going to win anyway.&lt;br /&gt;So what will they do now when they really are desperate? In recent weeks, Cheney has been publicly casting his hairy eye toward Iran; "all options are still on the table," he admitted, amid revelations that plans for a bombing campaign of the ayatollahs are being drawn by the White House.&lt;br /&gt;Most seem to think there's no way they will pull this bullshit again.&lt;br /&gt;If we were talking about a typically self-serving group of politicians, definitely not. They'd spend the next two years giving out medals to the legless victims of their policies and then retire to the links and Boeing's board of directors, maybe stopping to do &lt;em&gt;Letterman&lt;/em&gt; on the way out ...&lt;br /&gt;That's what a normal politician would do. But a wounded revolutionary? A lame-duck zealot?&amp;nbsp;A true believer? Who knows. WIth Dick Cheney still pacing the side lines, you can never rule out one last historic Hail Mary, even it everyone else knows the game is long over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in short,&lt;br /&gt;Dick Cheney is not like whoa!&amp;nbsp;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skelby:108660</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/108660.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=108660"/>
    <title>But what does it mean Batman?</title>
    <published>2007-03-24T09:20:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-24T09:20:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>running - no doubt</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Maybe I'm the one to blame.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's better for all of us if she just has him.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of fighting with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game Over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't do this anymore ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a hug</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skelby:108377</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/108377.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=108377"/>
    <title>why do you dislike me so much? oh wait! I know ... but guess what? too bad</title>
    <published>2007-03-21T07:57:54Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-21T07:57:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>over it - katherine mcphee</lj:music>
    <content type="html">See how girly you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You own over 10 bottles of nail polish.&lt;br /&gt;[] You own a designer purse.&lt;br /&gt;[] You own perfume that cost over $60&lt;br /&gt;[x] You had/have fake nails.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have more body/hair products than you can use.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your pet is a chihuahua/Pomeranian/Terrier/Siamese&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You have clothes/shoes/accessories for your pet&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have enough clothes to cover an entire refugee camp.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have enough pictures to create your own wallpaper.&lt;br /&gt;[x] A pink comforter, carpeting, walls or sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Spend more time at the mall than you do at home/work.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Have a hair color that is not natural.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Have "blonde moments" at least once a day&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Buy stuff because it's awesome and then never wear it&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Constantly keep your phone at your side.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Dance around in your room when nobody else is home&lt;br /&gt;[x] Have a name for your car&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Know what celebrity is dating who and who broke up this week&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Refuse to go out in public without makeup&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Prefer to be called "princess"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you adore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Makeup&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Glitter&lt;br /&gt;[x] The Color Pink&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Shopping&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Jewelry&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Mirrors&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Chick flicks&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Shoes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Rainbows&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Unicorns&lt;br /&gt;[x] Disney Movies&lt;br /&gt;[x] Candles&lt;br /&gt;[x] Flowers&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Stuffed Animals&lt;br /&gt;[x] Purses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you shop at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Coach&lt;br /&gt;[x] Forever 21&lt;br /&gt;[x] Victoria's Secret&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Guess&lt;br /&gt;[x] Claires&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Express&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Delias&lt;br /&gt;[ ] MAC&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Sephora&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Bebe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total so far: 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Bitch&lt;br /&gt;[x] Whatever&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Oh my gosh/goodness&lt;br /&gt;[x] Hun&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Fugly&lt;br /&gt;[x] That's hot&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Dunzo&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Darling&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Psh&lt;br /&gt;[] Cutie&lt;br /&gt;[] Hottie&lt;br /&gt;[x] Skank&lt;br /&gt;[x] Totally&lt;br /&gt;[ ] For Sure&lt;br /&gt;[x] Fantabulous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do You Read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cosmopolitan&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Glamour&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Marie Claire&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Elle Girl&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Teen Vogue&lt;br /&gt;[ ] People&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Us Weekly&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Star&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Self&lt;br /&gt;[ ] PerezHilton.com&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Dlisted.com&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 17online.com&lt;br /&gt;[ ] people.com&lt;br /&gt;[ ] usmagazine.com&lt;br /&gt;[ ] popsugar.com&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Pink Is The New Blog.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do You Love These:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Legally Blonde&lt;br /&gt;[x] Elizabethtown&lt;br /&gt;[x] Mean Girls&lt;br /&gt;[x] Now &amp;amp; Then&lt;br /&gt;[x] The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;[x] A Walk to Remember&lt;br /&gt;[x] Sweet Home Alabama&lt;br /&gt;[x] Where the Heart is&lt;br /&gt;[] Just my luck&lt;br /&gt;[] John Tucker Must Die&lt;br /&gt;[] Centerstage&lt;br /&gt;[] Bring it On&lt;br /&gt;[x] How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days&lt;br /&gt;[x] Mona Lisa Smile&lt;br /&gt;[x] My Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total so far: 37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you Addicted to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] America's Next Top Model&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Project Runway&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Desperate Housewives&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The Simple Life&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 8th &amp;amp; Ocean&lt;br /&gt;[x] Sex &amp;amp; the City&lt;br /&gt;[x] Grey's Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The O.C.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Laguna Beach/The Hills&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Nip/Tuck&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gilmore Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 39&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Count how many you checked, multiply by 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78% female&lt;br /&gt;is that what this means?&lt;br /&gt;what happened to the other 22%? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Bored&lt;br /&gt;MSG me on msn ... do it.&lt;br /&gt;please?</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skelby:108238</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/108238.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=108238"/>
    <title>45 most random things you probably never need to know about ME! &amp;lt;3</title>
    <published>2007-03-20T10:36:50Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-20T10:36:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>waster - carrie underwood</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;whats your name spelt backwards?&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; yblehs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did you do last night? &lt;strong&gt;worked ... like I do every night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last&amp;nbsp;thing you downloaded onto your computer? &lt;strong&gt;Mystery Solitaire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever licked a 9 volt battery? &lt;strong&gt;Yeah ... I got shocked, I was like 4 so I'm sure I did it many a times&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last time you swam in a pool?&lt;strong&gt; When I was dating Gordoe ...&amp;nbsp;haha like 4 years ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are you wearing? &lt;strong&gt;Boyfriend Kakis from The Gap and some crap shirt ... I'm at work so I have to look like a school teacher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many cars have you owned? &lt;strong&gt;2 ... and I bottomed both of them out! haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what type of music do you dislike most? &lt;strong&gt;As long as I can understand what they are saying, I tend to enjoy it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you registered to vote? &lt;strong&gt;YES! And I acutally do it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you have cable?&lt;strong&gt; Sure do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what kind of computer do you use? &lt;strong&gt;Dude, I gots a Dell!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever made a prank phone call? &lt;strong&gt;Many, many times! haha &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you like anyone right now? &lt;strong&gt;well, there is this boy .... I love him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you go bungee jumping or sky diving? &lt;strong&gt;Bungee jumping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;furthest place you've ever traveled? &lt;strong&gt;TexASS&amp;nbsp; haha get it? god I'm wicked&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats your favourite comic strip? &lt;strong&gt;Peanuts ... nobody beats Snoopy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know all the words to the national anthem? &lt;strong&gt;English and French! beat that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shower; morning or night? &lt;strong&gt;Evening .. work nights, sleep days&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best movie you've seen in the past month? &lt;strong&gt;Curious George ... I adore him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favourite pizza toppings? &lt;strong&gt;BBQ Chicken&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chips or popcorn? &lt;strong&gt;Popcorn ... with flavour!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what cell phone provider do you have? &lt;strong&gt;Rogers and I dislike them VERY much&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever smoked peanut shells? &lt;strong&gt;I have no idea why someone would&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever been in a beauty pageant? &lt;strong&gt;I'd loose and we both know it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OJ or apple? &lt;strong&gt;Apple ... orange juice is good with Vodka and Ginger Ale&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who were the last people you sat at lunch with? &lt;strong&gt;Alexis, Phil, Mom &amp;amp; Dad in Vegas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favourite chocolate bar?&lt;strong&gt; Turkish Delight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is you longest friend and how long? &lt;strong&gt;All my friends are pretty much the same height ... lol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last time you ate a homegrown tomato? &lt;strong&gt;Alexis' wedding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever won a trophy? &lt;strong&gt;I was a honor student in Elementary School so yea I guess so&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favourite arcade game? &lt;strong&gt;Mrs. Pac-Man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever ordered from an infomercial? &lt;strong&gt;Does the Shopping Channel count?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sprite or 7-up? &lt;strong&gt;The difference?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever had to wear a uniform to school/work? &lt;strong&gt;To work, but I never listened&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last thing you bought at walgreens? &lt;strong&gt;There is no Walgreens in Canada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever thrown up in public?&lt;strong&gt; My first time at The Big Valley Jamboree! REBA RULES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you prefer being a millionaire or finding true love? &lt;strong&gt;True love &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you believe in love at first sight? &lt;strong&gt;Nope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spongebob or jimmy neutron? &lt;strong&gt;Spongebob&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you have long hair as a young kid? &lt;strong&gt;Still do ... so I'm still young!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what message is on your voicemail? &lt;strong&gt;'Hey! It's me ... call my house'&amp;nbsp; well something like that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where would you like to go right now? &lt;strong&gt;Pat's house to sleep!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the name of your pet? &lt;strong&gt;KALEB!!!!&amp;nbsp; and don't you forget it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what kind of back pack do you have, and whats in it? &lt;strong&gt;Bubba Gump Shrimp ... suntan lotion from Vegas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you think about most? &lt;strong&gt;My future?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skelby:107661</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/107661.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=107661"/>
    <title>something blue indeed</title>
    <published>2007-03-19T10:51:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-19T10:51:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>only one - yellowcard</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I'm at work and all I can think about is Pat.&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my life, I am truly in love. It isn't about what he could give me or how we could look together. It's all about Pat. Good, quirky, adorable, passionate, smart, witty Pat. I'm crazy about him, and so revved up with emotion. I adore his curly, full lips, I admire his features.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gooone</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skelby:107517</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/107517.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=107517"/>
    <title>I know a boy ... he puts the colour in my world</title>
    <published>2007-03-18T11:08:30Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-18T11:08:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Forever And For Always - Shania Twain</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I wish I could just think of what I want to write in my LJ and it just automatically types itself. I cannot put into words how I feel right now. This two star town is bringing me down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes you close your eyes and see the place where you used to live ..."&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody else find this true somedays?&lt;br /&gt;But does it bring a smile to your face ... or memories of how your friends betrayed you?&lt;br /&gt;Hope for a future ... or regrets of your past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I thinking this things? It kindof disturbs me inside. Maybe Jeff was right. That the matters of the heart are followed by the head.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him.&lt;br /&gt;I know that I've said it many times before, love. I'm starting to think that all those times weren't real. No one makes me feel the way he does. I love everything about him. Butterflies in my stomach, nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured out my troubles. I don't have commitment-like issues. Or commitmentphobia. I think too much of the negative things. Everything that could ever go wrong in a relationship .. I believe one of us will do. And I just dwell on it until I do something that hurts both of us. SEE! Now that I know my problem ... I'm gonna take this one day at a time and I swear to God that I'm going to make this work. I deserve it. I deserve him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not ready to settle ... but I am ready for something more to come from this. Or maybe .. its all because I'm listening to a sappy, crappy love song! That's what it is. I'm clever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LINDSEY! Miss Lil Punk Rocker herself! I love that you live sooo close to me now. Excellent! =) Your new house is amazing!&amp;nbsp;The sitting area is 100% my favourite. And the 'wooshy' fireplace. HAHA I adore you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, at work and I'm gonna get busy soon. LAAAAME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Care of You,&lt;br /&gt;Shelby Q</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skelby:107010</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/107010.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=107010"/>
    <title>my vices are becoming verses</title>
    <published>2007-03-17T02:32:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-17T02:32:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Get It On - Adam Gregory</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Soooo ... VEGAS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMAZING! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;But I do have to say that 7 days with my parents, sister and brother-in-law was more than enough! If I do ever go back, no doubt about it I'm going with friends. haha&lt;br /&gt;There's so much to do though. Most of my time was spent at the Las Vegas Motor Speedway ... but we saw Cirque de Soleil, the Treasure Island show, Tournament of Kings, the fountains at the Bellagio. Lots of little stuff too. Most of my pictures are on my Facebook. So ya'll can run over there and see it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LINDSEY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ---&amp;gt; You are freakin' amazing! I hope you like your gift. I got to pick it myself haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AMBER &amp;amp; GREG ---&amp;gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Thank you sooo much for watching Kaleb for me! Save the Jack for St. Paddy's Day =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's back to work tonight, I'm trying to get tomorrow off and I'm willing to work an extra night next week. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annnnnd&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat and I are back together.&lt;br /&gt;This is it.&lt;br /&gt;It's real now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out homies!&lt;br /&gt;-Shelby&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skelby:106638</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/106638.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=106638"/>
    <title>vegas in t-minus 6 hours</title>
    <published>2007-03-07T16:23:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-07T16:27:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Snakes on a Plane - Cobra Starship</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Doctors.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I heard the one sentence i didn't want to hear today. i fucking hate doctors, they just make my life living hell. so i went to my doctors and he came in the room and one of the first things he said with a smile on his face was "welcome to the rest of your life" WHY THE HELL WAS HE SMILEING??? i hate him! i hate my life! grrrrthey told me i was doin fine like 5 days ago, but now its worst,&amp;nbsp; how could that happen? i hate thiss, i fucking hate the world, i hate everything, WHY ME? why me? what did i do? do i deserve this? did i do something so bad that they want to put me through hell? sometimes i just wonder..... i hate today, i hate this earth i hate this plant and i FUCKING HATE THIS STAGE 1 BULLSHIT!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wow, I'm stressed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I think of him ... I still smile.&lt;br /&gt;I never want it to end.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wtfffff.&lt;br /&gt;do i even want a boyfriend?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw today that Pepsi came out with a new diet soda in their "Jazz" division called "Caramel Cream". I don't know about you but that just sounds awful. Like the title implies, it reminds me of Chocolate Soda and what great idea that was. -_-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's this guy at work, Gary who just totally skeezes me out. But there's a curly haired fatty - I love you. Marry me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm such a procrastionator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT:&lt;br /&gt;So I leave for Vegas in less than 6 hours ... and I'm thinking that mayyybe I could use a hug. I was hoping he'd see me off on the plane. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate having Lindsey and Amber there ... but it's just not the same.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really do need a hug ... *sigh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope y'all have a wicked horrible week without me =)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skelby:105608</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/105608.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=105608"/>
    <title>All About U</title>
    <published>2007-03-05T00:15:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-05T00:18:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bad Day - Daniel Powter</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Life’s not what you take, it’s not about the promises you make.&lt;br /&gt;It’s not about the friends you might have made or love that is gone.&lt;br /&gt;Life is what you give, it’s not about the stupid things you did.&lt;br /&gt;Its not about the way things could have been, it’s about moving on.&lt;br /&gt;It’s all about you.&lt;br /&gt;So every morning when you wake before the first step that you take,&lt;br /&gt;Just think it’s all what you make it, and you’ll make it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life will leave you stressed out, left out, with your neck out, ain’t nothing changed.&lt;br /&gt;Real life, so we deal right, but it feels like its something strange. &lt;br /&gt;We wondering, the dumbest things, and let every thing get under our skin.&lt;br /&gt;Trouble again, trying to impress somebody else is fucked in the head.&lt;br /&gt;So do you. You’ll never make every one happy, it just won’t happen.&lt;br /&gt;But the end of the day when all say is said, you better be ready to go back at ‘em. &lt;br /&gt;I learn slow, my verse show’s my growth my wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;If your positive or you negative, It don’t make a difference not when you living.&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause some of the most successful people on this planet, will kill them selves or somebody else. Life they really couldn’t manage. &lt;br /&gt;Then we got bums, alcoholics on the streets. With no stress, no where to rest, no where to dress, no where to sleep. And the say: fuck my morals, I'm drinking away my sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;I’m living life and I’m happy, I ain’t thinking about tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s all about you.&lt;br /&gt;So every morning when you wake before the first step that you take, just think it’s all what you make it, and you’ll make it through. &lt;br /&gt;It’s all about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;class&gt;&lt;/class&gt;So every morning when you wake before the first step that you take, just think it’s all what you make it, and you’ll make it through. &lt;br /&gt;Life is what it brings, it’s not about cars and fancy things.&lt;br /&gt;Or hair salons and diamond rings girls. Don’t you lose no sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Life is all about, the things you’ll never figure out.&lt;br /&gt;It’s all about the people you love, and memories you keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This here is life, so tell me who chooses what’s wrong and right.&lt;br /&gt;Is it what we see on TV, get a job raise a family. &lt;br /&gt;That’s how I was raised, how I was brought up, get a wife a son and a daughter.&lt;br /&gt;That’s how I was taught to be proper, never thought anyone can get caught up.&lt;br /&gt;But slowly I grew up, and the fairy tail quickly vanished. &lt;br /&gt;Realized that life’s a bitch, and shit you gotta be able to stand it.&lt;br /&gt;And you gotta be able to handle it, the stress and the pressure you channel it.&lt;br /&gt;And you learn to cope at the end of your rope, anyway that you can with liquor or dope.&lt;br /&gt;Or work hard raise your kids, strip clubs or what ever it is. &lt;br /&gt;Smoke weed, shoot hoops. What ever you find your happiness through.&lt;br /&gt;It’s your life. Just make sure you know what you want when you go to get it. &lt;br /&gt;Keep doing this shit for you. Not your crew, or the dude you tryin' to impress kid.&lt;br /&gt;Life is simple, life is hard, and yeah life is fun. &lt;br /&gt;So enjoy the things around you. Before your life is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s all about you.&lt;br /&gt;So every morning when you wake before the first step that you take, just think it’s all what you make it, and you’ll make it through. &lt;br /&gt;It’s all about you.&lt;br /&gt;So every morning when you wake before the first step that you take, just think it’s all what you make it, and you’ll make it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I first heard this song I shrugged it off. But when I acutally sat down and listened to the lyrics ... its so true. I have tons to write, but I'm really in cranky mood today. Very bitter towards last night ... ugh ... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHOOT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOW.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skelby:105197</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/105197.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=105197"/>
    <title>i hope you know this has nothing to do with you</title>
    <published>2007-02-28T08:48:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-28T08:48:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Want To - Sugarland</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;So this past few days have been ... quite interesting? Can I say that? Interesting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know Lent has started. And I've decided that I'm giving up boys for Lent. I can do it. Just watch! I've also decided that I'm not gonna call or text him anymore. If he wants to talk to me, he can contact me. I'm not gonna lie, I miss him and I wish I could see him. But I can't. Plus, Chris thinks that I'm gonna date him now. Yea, ok. This lent thing will give me time to focus on me. Something I should have done a long time ago.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to Edmonton this past weekend for the Rascal Flatts concert. They put on an AMAZING show! My sister, mom, aunt and I went down Friday afternoon. We shoped all day Saturday, while my sister stayed in the hotel room sick. The concert was Saturday night, and I had an awesome time. They are hot! Alexis ended up sleeping in the truck half way through, so we took her to the hospital after the concert. We didn't leave the hospital until 4:30am. It was lame. She has some viral infection. Which I think she's passing off to me ... thats a real bitchy thing to do if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;VEGAS&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in a week. 120% pumped as shit. 10 days in the big city. Getting a tattoo with Alexis at Hart &amp;amp; Huntington ... Nascar races all weekend. Cannot wait! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a Suncor interview today at 2pm. Nervous as hell. It's an hour long with 3 different people. Hopefully I get the job. I'd be the new Tour Coordinator. Days during the spring and summer. Save enough money to move. Then I'll have Suncor during the day and The Radisson at night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, at 1:44am exhausted but can't sleep. Too nervous about the interview.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Shelby~&lt;br /&gt;P.S. My dad gave Kaleb a haircut while I was out of town and he looks terrible. It looks like he lost 20lbs from it. I'm gonna try and get a pic of him and post it. He hates camera so we'll see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skelby:104886</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/104886.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=104886"/>
    <title>cold hands warm heart ... warm hands cold heart?</title>
    <published>2007-02-20T19:22:49Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-20T20:53:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Worthless - One Less Reason</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="2"&gt;I've&amp;nbsp;been holding out for an angel to come along, with no reply from the sky. But&amp;nbsp;I just keep looking up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never know love's true potential. It feels like its lost in the open wind to his impatience. I always believed but never feeling&amp;nbsp;we would fall apart&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;let&amp;nbsp;my feelings grow to tears I'll never show. I hate how he couldn't see that I could be his everything. Bringing light to everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to fall in love again. But he's just satisfied to owe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel&amp;nbsp;broken like an angel ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;I'll never fall in love with that pretty eyed beauty ... twice. I learned my lesson the first time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say I cheated.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Please leave me alone, that's just my rude attitude. No dysfunction flipside though. They're waiting patiently for me to sin again. I can see it. I'm really Daddy's little angel, but that angel on my shoulder got strangled today ...&amp;nbsp;he was&amp;nbsp;trying to tangle with his nemesis. He caught him on the wrong day! HAHA&amp;nbsp;He got cut like DJs spinning doubles.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go for some&amp;nbsp;Dennys right now! But my pockets got holes, I guess the goal is to stay empty? Quite simply put, me and my pockets share interest.&amp;nbsp;So I'll roam these streets with absolutely no purpose. Feeling like I'm worthless ... but contrary to my last statement, I feel fine. Content with the fact that I know this city's mine.&amp;nbsp;I walk down dead end streets like I didn't see the sign. Just to turn around and walk back. That's fine and dandy, but what's whack is the fact I'm still walking ... like ... "thank god for walkmans". Cause I'm stuck in the 80s.&amp;nbsp;God I'm awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I resort to TV in the seemingly lousy attempt to numb myself with lackluster images. And insignificant information like "Willis was really Ty Bridges?!" Just to have the upper hand in monotonous conversations! HAHA&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw some guy&amp;nbsp;painting portraits of dysfunctional families with gloomy faces rockin "Don't Worry, Be Happy" t-shirts, and&amp;nbsp;everyone was&amp;nbsp;assuming&amp;nbsp;he's tasteless?&amp;nbsp;I misconstrued it but&amp;nbsp;apparently my&amp;nbsp;babies will embrace it? The basic essentials of a very bitter young man that kicks rusty soda cans and walks on decrepit bricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk on shitty city sidewalks stepping on every single crack ... reminiscent of that joke we used to say when we were snotty nosed.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skelby:104553</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/104553.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=104553"/>
    <title>I got wha'cha need</title>
    <published>2007-02-19T09:51:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-19T09:51:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Kaleb is snoring :)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Have you ever gotten the feeling that your friends just aren't your friends anymore?&lt;br /&gt;That slowly but surely the times you once shared are nothing but memories?&lt;br /&gt;The laughs, the tears, the dreams and fears ... distant sounds of your past?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever found yourself dreaming of the old days?&lt;br /&gt;Deep down, knowing that it's never going to be the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;You said you were my friend and I believed you. You're a lot like them, and we've shared our laughs. But I caught you in your lie, and you know I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;There's a part of me seeking and desperatly needing to open up.&lt;br /&gt;But, there's&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;little girl&amp;nbsp;that hides in the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unseen, untouched ... and unloved&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a believer that all these imaginary friends,&lt;br /&gt;With hiding betrayal, I can find a savior.&lt;br /&gt;When all these dreams have come to an end,&lt;br /&gt;Will you wish you were not my friend at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a past, just a chance.&lt;br /&gt;Not a family or an honest plea remains for me&lt;br /&gt;Is it you I want, or just the notion&lt;br /&gt;Of a heart to wrap around so I can find my way around?&lt;br /&gt;I'm an ice cold angel, and your a fool for love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I&amp;nbsp;wish he was&amp;nbsp;speaking to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I could really&amp;nbsp;use&amp;nbsp;a hug right&amp;nbsp;now. &lt;/p&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:skelby:104363</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/104363.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://skelby.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=104363"/>
    <title>clarity, peace &amp; serenity</title>
    <published>2007-02-17T11:28:54Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-17T11:32:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Gym Class Heroes &amp; Fall Out Bot Mash Up</lj:music>
    <content type="html">the smell of your skin lingers on me now &lt;br /&gt;i need some shelter of my own protection &lt;br /&gt;myself and i ... well &lt;br /&gt;we got some straightenin' out to do &lt;br /&gt;and i know i'm gonna miss you &lt;br /&gt;but i've got to get a move on with my life &lt;br /&gt;the road that i've chosen &lt;br /&gt;i must walk it alone &lt;br /&gt;fairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they? &lt;br /&gt;and i foresee the dark ahead&amp;nbsp;if i stay &lt;br /&gt;but its time to be a big girl now &lt;br /&gt;and big girls don't cry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a real woman .. not a door mat for you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my skin is like a map, of where my heart has been &lt;br /&gt;and i couldn't hide the marks &lt;br /&gt;so i let down my guard, drop my defenses &lt;br /&gt;i was learning to fall, with no safety net &lt;br /&gt;you left your fingerprints all over this heart of mine&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;somewhere between all our laughs,&lt;br /&gt;long talks, stupid little fights&lt;br /&gt;and all our jokes&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last years wishes are this years apologies &lt;br /&gt;i'm the new face of failure &lt;br /&gt;prettier and younger but not much better off &lt;br /&gt;how cruel is the golden rule? &lt;br /&gt;when the lives we lived are only gold-plated &lt;br /&gt;there's a wold outside my front door &lt;br /&gt;that gets off on being down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S &lt;br /&gt;i'm 90% sure its over&amp;nbsp; :(</content>
  </entry>
</feed>
