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  <title>tori</title>
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    <name>tori</name>
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  <updated>2003-09-13T08:28:53Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acoustic_soul:18632</id>
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    <title>I haven't live-jounaled for quite some time</title>
    <published>2003-09-13T08:28:53Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-13T08:28:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well i thought i should update this seeing as i haven't for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got yelled at by a psycho customer today - that was fun! At least it was on the phone so i didn't actually have to face the loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow that's the best update i could think of.&lt;br /&gt;Not a good sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh weird/sad thing - a girl who went to school with my sister died in a car crash. Kind of creeped me out a little. she was one of those girls who everyone knows because they're always in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway must go wrap kathy's birthday pressie.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acoustic_soul:18312</id>
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    <title>Lecturers that treat you like children</title>
    <published>2003-08-27T11:32:00Z</published>
    <updated>2003-08-27T11:32:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">GRRRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my lecturer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid stupid loser!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided it was a good idea to leave blanks in his lecture notes. so that we could fill them in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE NOT IN PRIMARY SCHOOL!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU IDIOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHH I'm so mad cos of course i didn't realise till after the lecture (when the notes became available) that he had done this! So now I have a bunch of my own notes designed to fit in with the lecture slides - so that i didn't have to write everything down, that don't make any sense at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOULD HAVE BEEN NICE IF HE HAD TOLD US BEFORE THE LECTURE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and even after a bunch of complaints he won't budge - stubborn little................</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acoustic_soul:17944</id>
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    <title>Nothing really</title>
    <published>2003-08-14T10:03:01Z</published>
    <updated>2003-08-14T10:03:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">just ate a lot of leftover chinese food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and strawberries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very full&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;figured out how to set up uni internet thing without the cd... only it really hasn't solved the problem i thought it would&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ver tired&lt;br /&gt;going to bed - already</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acoustic_soul:17892</id>
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    <title>I will choose my subjects today!!!!! All of them!!!!!</title>
    <published>2003-08-03T07:42:28Z</published>
    <updated>2003-08-05T08:29:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My new found gay friend at work left yesterday!! this is most distressing as he was my main source of entertainment during my long hours at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news i have not chosen my subjects for this semester and it's begining to stress me out and it's just plain annoying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must decide today - the pressure!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY AM I SO INDECISIVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that's enough boring ranting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope all the sick skiers get better soon</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acoustic_soul:17519</id>
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    <title>The holidays are over</title>
    <published>2003-07-27T11:46:48Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-27T11:46:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well after a very short, but very eventful week of skiing i have returned completely uunprepared for uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have buise the size of a.........well i can't think of anything, but it's big, and it's kate's fault!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no i shouldn't blame her, it's not like she'd been on a T-bar before and the well, you couldn't see a metre in front of you. so i guess it was an act of god. whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway all 3 pairs of us fell off and it was most spectacular! the bruise is too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news we went clubbing in sydney in our pyjamas and rang sam churchill as it was felt by all that it was necessary to call him at 130am on saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monte posed as a bum. and pulled it off very well. the security guards were most confused when we said that we were going to take him home and give him a good feed and a shower. this is of course after posing for numerous photos with him lying in the middle of central station (in sydney). I think they actually thought we were just taking photos with a random street bum - as if you would do that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all a lot of eating, drinking and skiing was done. we got a little sleep and managed to kill no one - luckily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't chosen my subjects for next semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In support of the well known art of procrastination i relsove to leave it till the morning.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acoustic_soul:17260</id>
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    <title>skiing tomorrow</title>
    <published>2003-07-18T04:20:59Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-18T04:20:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sha Sha - Ben Kweller</lj:music>
    <content type="html">of course this means a 21 hour bus ride. not sure if i'm looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bed at 5am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am quite tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but most please that stupid stocktake is over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have made new gay friend at place of employment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to go pack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to self - am worse than anne - not a good thing - need help</content>
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    <title>ENGLISH SUCKS</title>
    <published>2003-07-17T03:45:40Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-17T03:45:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1) The bandage was wound around the wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   2) The farm was used to produce produce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   3) The dump was so full that it had to refuse more refuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   4) We must polish the Polish furniture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   5) He could lead if he would get the lead out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   6) The soldier decided to desert his dessert in the desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   7) Since there is no time like the present, he thought it was time to   present the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   8) A bass was painted on the head of the bass drum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   9) When shot at, the dove dove into the bushes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   10) I did not object to the object.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   11) The insurance was invalid for the invalid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   12) There was a row among the oarsmen about how to row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   13) They were too close to the door to close it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   14) The buck does funny things when the does are present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   15) A seamstress and a sewer fell down into a sewer line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   16) To help with planting, the farmer taught his sow to sow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   17) The wind was too strong to wind the sail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   18) After a number of injections my jaw got number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   19) Upon seeing the tear in the painting I shed a tear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   20) I had to subject the subject to a series of tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   21) How can I intimate this to my most intimate friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Let's face it - English is a crazy language. There is no egg in an   egg plant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple.   Sweetmeats are candies, while sweetbreads, which aren't sweet, are meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   But if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly,   boxing rings are square and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it   a pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   You park in the driveway, but you drive on the parkway. You ship by truck    and send cargo by ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man  and   a    wise guy are opposites?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house    can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by filling it    out and in which an alarm goes off by going on. When the stars areout,   they are visible, but when the lights are out, they are invisible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   And finally, how about when you want to shut down your computer you have    to hit "START!!</content>
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    <title>BREAKING NEWS</title>
    <published>2003-06-20T11:18:17Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-20T11:18:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"BOFFINS FIND HOW TO GROW DECAF COFFEE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes that's right - it was in the courier mail this morning!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acoustic_soul:16579</id>
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    <title>What is beautiful?</title>
    <published>2003-06-11T10:34:11Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-11T10:34:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ben Kweller - in other words</lj:music>
    <content type="html">open heats, empty spaces&lt;br /&gt;dusty roads to distant places&lt;br /&gt;but all the time when i'm alone&lt;br /&gt;i think of you and how you've grown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;far and wide, sweet and simple&lt;br /&gt;jehova knows that i've been sent for&lt;br /&gt;but if jesus comes to take your hand&lt;br /&gt;i won't let go, i won't let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not cruel and your not evil&lt;br /&gt;and we're not like all those stupid people&lt;br /&gt;who can't decide which book to read&lt;br /&gt;unless the paper sows the seed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're the kind of person&lt;br /&gt;that i always wanted to be with&lt;br /&gt;well you're really cool&lt;br /&gt;and you always say the right things to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'll tell you something&lt;br /&gt;for my heart beats for you deep inside&lt;br /&gt;you'll never be a burden&lt;br /&gt;and my love for you will never die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if jesus comes to take your hand&lt;br /&gt;i won't let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good times around the corner&lt;br /&gt;i swear it's gettin warmer&lt;br /&gt;good times around the corner&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna live till i die&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna live to get high</content>
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    <title>Success</title>
    <published>2003-06-03T11:09:29Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-03T11:09:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Success:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At age 4 success is . . . not peeing in your pants.&lt;br /&gt;At age 12 success is . . . having friends.&lt;br /&gt;At age 16 success is . . . having a driving license.&lt;br /&gt;At age 20 success is . . . having sex.&lt;br /&gt;At age 35 success is . . . having money.&lt;br /&gt;At age 50 success is . . . having money.&lt;br /&gt;At age 60 success is . . . having sex.&lt;br /&gt;At age 70 success is . . . having a driving license.&lt;br /&gt;At age 75 success is . . . having friends.&lt;br /&gt;At age 80 success is . . . not peeing in your pants.</content>
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    <title>RANDOM RAGAMUFFINS</title>
    <published>2003-05-30T04:47:03Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-30T04:47:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1 Car&lt;br /&gt;8 People&lt;br /&gt;1 Hour.........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Car&lt;br /&gt;The Same 8 People&lt;br /&gt;Another Hour...................................</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acoustic_soul:15700</id>
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    <title>acoustic_soul @ 2003-05-26T22:29:00</title>
    <published>2003-05-26T12:30:53Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-26T12:30:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Julian gave me an electric guitar tonight (just to borrow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the noise!</content>
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    <title>The weekend</title>
    <published>2003-05-12T01:10:28Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-12T01:10:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The law ball was great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why so many were so against it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about fifty phone calls from kate and paul we realised that there were 12 of us not 11 and so the maxi idea had gone out the window. And so there were 10. Kate and monte went in a car i think???? well they definitely got there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was freezing but we were all gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited ages for the stupid cloak room to open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Some people were more drunk than others" - the wise words of Lindsay the great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although i appear to have missed all the great gossip starting behaviour - damn it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the evening went by i found myself calling sam churchill "samuel" as he insisted on calling me victoria. It was most bizarre but the joke - if you can call it that - has continued. He was so proud to remember to call me tori - i think i may have commented on the fact that he always calls me victoria and he overheard and said "have a whinge about it". Anyway to cut a long story short, I believe that was the first and last time he will ever call me tori. unless the joke gets old - probably will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah stole a jimoen poster - curtesy of kathy not worrying about ripping it off the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being chased out of the tivoli at midnight we were promptly forced onto busses. Gherkin ended up not on our one - but we found her later. And we were shipped off to fridays - the crappiest club in brisbane..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where i found a joker down my dress. One of charles's. HOW BIZARRE. I remember putting it there, but i thought i gave it back - obviously i didn't....we at least i hope i didn't. most disturbing and also quite amusing - especially for those present when i discovered it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got cold and went home - boys gave us their jackets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got up and i went to work - everyone noticed my hair - yey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went to soccer and dragged julian along - he looked like a sheep in his huge woolly jumper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a lot of shirt swapping as both teams appeared to be wearing red. i had to swap my shirt too - eek. I don't think anyone saw although adam kerr may have turned around at the crucial moment - i really hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prize for the biggest whinger goes to.......drum roll please......adam kerr - for his lovely i-don't-wan't-to-be-goalie number. congratulations adam. and too add to this glory, as soon as he decided to go for a run and leave the goal open, he was knocked down by the opponent - hollywood!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's all i have to say about that</content>
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    <title>How to get a friend back in 3 easy lessons (cough)</title>
    <published>2003-05-07T13:20:30Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-07T13:20:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was just on my way through the door at home yesterday, when i heard the phone ringing. So instead of letting the machine get it i ran to answer the call.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: Hello are you there? (the answering machine had already started).....Hello, Victoria here......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHONE: Hi. It's Lauren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME:WHO????? (oh god i can't have actually heard that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHONE: Lauren.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: OH (pause) Hi (oh god it is her, shit shit shit shit shit fuck what the hell is she calling me for?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes that's right my evil ex-friend called me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She began by asking me if i had received her emails - YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then asked me why i hadn't written back - to which i replied "what do you want me to say?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know i just thought you'd write back that's all"&lt;br /&gt;"well i didn't know what to write" (bullshit, but she bought it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fair enough"&lt;br /&gt;"YEP"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm still the same person you know.....I mean i'm honest and everything, and i think we could be friends again.....I mean that was like 4 years ago now don't you think we should be over it by now...and i think it was both our faults blah blah blah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point i wish i had the guts to tell her what she sounds like, but i didn't have the heart plus i guess there's no point in being mean. But it's not a great way to win someone over - telling them that the falling out was their fault in the first place. I should have taped it and played it back to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, call me crazy, but i thought we ended up not friends because she was the same (crazy psychopath - ok so maybe not quite), and i am over it, i just don't particularly want to be her friend. She's ok to talk to i guess, but i used to cry every night because she was so mean to me - why would i want to go back there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was calling me from work (in NZ) - dodgy. Fair enough to call a friend from work, but an international call might be pushing it a little?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she decided that she would probably call me again on the weekend - i don't think she picked up my "why-do-i-have-to-talk-to-you?" vibe on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, something to look forward to</content>
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    <title>slightly less stressed</title>
    <published>2003-04-30T07:11:44Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-30T07:11:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well i'm less stressed than before but have the same amoung of work to do - bizarre! my mind is not normal!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a strange phone call to John in the mechatronics lab from the law library - odd ramblings - charles's fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ran into the uber geek from high school today - who apparently had met charles before - freaky - and had too long conversation - more odd ramblings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ran into emma - school friend - and edwina - netball ump who knows gherkin.....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all in all an eventful day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow - spent an unusually large amount of time with charles today - procrastination</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acoustic_soul:14708</id>
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    <title>Oh life</title>
    <published>2003-04-29T10:43:50Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-29T10:43:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well as per bloody usual i've left everything to the last minute. eek so much work so little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xmen 2 was quite good considering i had no idea what it was going to be about - Go HP for giving us free tickets and free coke and popcorn!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought i had something interesting to write today, but evidently i don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry to disappoint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i can think of that i did today is cooking. i think i should be able to get away with not cooking anything until next week sometime - i'll just have to microwave everything!! I don't know how to cook for less than four people - in fact i'm not sure it's possible to cook for only one person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well time to stop bludging and get some work done.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acoustic_soul:14445</id>
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    <title>SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT</title>
    <published>2003-04-28T00:35:09Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-28T00:35:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So incredible stressed out right now. Help!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished all applications for summer clerkships in law firms. Much relieved. But they asked really evil questions like: Identify a current commercial issue that attracted your attention. Why is it significant? - How the hell am I supposed to identify a commercial issue and how whould I know if it is significant or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't started studying for equity - Help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stressed out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to go to work - I hate cooks/kitchen. Evil. Pure Evil. Give me back my small appliances!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't had any time to play my new piano music - Ben Folds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cat and dog are about to be brutally murdered - if I ever say I want to get a dog or a cat, EVER, remind me of the days I spent alone with them, then promply shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should probably stop wasting time and get back to some actual work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must call lindsay</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acoustic_soul:14310</id>
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    <title>Alaskans eat more ice cream per capita than any other state in the USA</title>
    <published>2003-04-21T09:32:07Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-21T09:32:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm going to make scones as i have been wanting one all day, and was unable to find one that a wanted to buy in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a mobile phone that can calculate "fatness" - how bizarre, how bizarre! you type in your weight and height and it does the rest for you. so strange.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acoustic_soul:13827</id>
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    <title>Need help</title>
    <published>2003-04-20T04:03:19Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-20T04:03:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Need to get piano tuned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone know a good and reasonably cheap piano tuner?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acoustic_soul:13820</id>
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    <title>SAD</title>
    <published>2003-04-20T03:58:10Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-20T03:58:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>No one knows - Queens of the Stone Age</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I dropped my parents off at the airport about 10 minutes ago. I want to go to france!! not fair!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i got an easter egg - chocolate heals all wounds!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid parking officer at the airport got mad at me cos I had to leave my car - dad forgot his glasses and i had to take them to him. But being a girl has some obvious advantages - look like you're going to cry and they'll let you do anything!! Brilliant really. So that's what i did and it worked like a charm!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now i'm sad and lonely - wow that's tough - only the dog left to comfort me now. GREAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just incase anyone missed this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE I WANT TO GO TO FRANCE</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acoustic_soul:13461</id>
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    <title>Where are all my friends?</title>
    <published>2003-04-11T09:46:02Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-11T09:46:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">At a party i guess....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was my first day with no uni and no work in two weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wonder i just want to stay home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but where are my friends?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acoustic_soul:13199</id>
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    <title>Birthdays</title>
    <published>2003-04-11T09:44:13Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-11T09:44:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I spoke to my sister tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yey - was very exciting - for me at least - she didn't see that excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow she is 18 - what an old sister i have - eek this means i am old too - oh dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fin</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acoustic_soul:13048</id>
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    <title>So much study so little time</title>
    <published>2003-04-11T09:36:41Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-14T14:06:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">As I look at the morning sky&lt;br /&gt;Today the wind is blowing hard&lt;br /&gt;See that bird has flown too high&lt;br /&gt;Pretty soon it will be tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend a day all be myself&lt;br /&gt;A rich man without his wealth&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I get it wrong&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not the only one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The afternoon was very clear&lt;br /&gt;The sun was beating down on me&lt;br /&gt;I got thirsty for a beer&lt;br /&gt;But I had to go to sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sea was very rough&lt;br /&gt;It made me feel sick&lt;br /&gt;But I like that kind of stuff&lt;br /&gt;It beats arithmetic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want the world to change&lt;br /&gt;I like the way it is&lt;br /&gt;Just give me one more wish&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it is to be alive&lt;br /&gt;And not just to survive&lt;br /&gt;To hit and not to miss&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The early evening mist &lt;br /&gt;Looked beautiful to me&lt;br /&gt;Was sweeter that a kiss&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all could see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a long long way from home&lt;br /&gt;But this photograph of you&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough it's monochrome&lt;br /&gt;Tells me what I should do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got up on my feet&lt;br /&gt;I knew it'd be alright&lt;br /&gt;Well my clothes were looking neat&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want the world to change&lt;br /&gt;I like the way it is&lt;br /&gt;Just give me one more wish&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it is to be alive&lt;br /&gt;And not just to survive&lt;br /&gt;To hit and not to miss&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough of this&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough of this&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough of this&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough of this&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough of this&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough of this&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough of this&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough of this&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough of this&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough of this</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acoustic_soul:12708</id>
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    <title>nothing</title>
    <published>2003-04-08T09:19:37Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-08T09:19:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well i seem to have been working my ass off at myer....don't know how that happened, because i seem to spend most of my time talking to other myer workers and sampling coffee from the uber machines that the reps demonstrate on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the best sales per hour in my department last week, but i think i told everyone that already. It's just so bizzare. I really didn't think i sold that much stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than my escapades at myer i have been trying to convince myself that studying is a good idea - but to no avail. I made cookies instead - they were/are good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should try to sleep for longer that 7 1/2 hours a night, but at the moment that seems to be the best i can do. yawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister is doing well in france i think. i wish i was going to visit her with my parents - she got to come and visit me when i was over there damn it!!! I miss her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last boring-as-hell genomics prac today!! YEY!! and i finished on time!! double YEY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have decided to take citycat to uni tomorrow if i can dig up a timetable from this internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:acoustic_soul:12502</id>
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    <title>weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee</title>
    <published>2003-04-05T07:38:32Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-05T07:38:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I got my coles myer discount card today!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yey!!</content>
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