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  <title>the magical journey</title>
  <subtitle>part 7</subtitle>
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    <name>finescar</name>
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  <updated>2004-05-13T11:26:04Z</updated>
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    <title>raspage</title>
    <published>2004-05-13T04:40:53Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-13T11:26:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>classical</lj:music>
    <content type="html">www.raspage.com</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:finescar:2506</id>
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    <title>finescar @ 2004-05-01T20:04:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-02T00:05:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-02T00:05:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Here is to the Russian. The greatest Russian since Eugene. In fact, perhaps even greater than Lenin.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sometimes, his odour reminded&amp;nbsp;me of rotten cabbage and day old semen. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sometimes, he drank all of my beer and laughed it off. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sometimes his accent made me think that there was something just not right about him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sometimes his stories made&amp;nbsp;me feel sick and really great about myself at the same time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sometimes he kissed me and somehow&amp;nbsp;I felt that he was coming on to me, but it never led to anything because money was not exchanged.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Cheers Russian.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;May your goofy laugh and jumping boobies make me giggle when i am sad.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.edu.yorku.ca:8080/~jose_martinez/russian.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:finescar:1870</id>
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    <title>Lets Love our earth</title>
    <published>2004-04-22T23:45:23Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-22T23:45:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">HAPPY EARTH DAY!&lt;br /&gt;in celebration lets leave the cars at home, plant a tree, ride a bike, take a walk in a green area in toronto, and turn off our t.v.'s.&lt;br /&gt;if you have done all of this, hug your nearest tree. they provide us with life and ask for so little. usually we just cut them down and use them for us. lets go beyond earth day and make it... HUG A TREE DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;environmentally yours.&lt;br /&gt;the rat</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:finescar:1594</id>
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    <title>science is really cool</title>
    <published>2004-04-22T20:22:22Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-22T20:22:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>xiu xiu, neutron stars</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;today i took some grade 9 students to the science centre,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000099"&gt;some cool things.&lt;br&gt;1)a girl, after listening to a presentation said, "you mean, earth is not the centre of the universe?"..... mind you, it is a catholic school...&lt;br&gt;2)a boy asked, "if we take a bottle of coke into space, empty its contents, and cap it, and bring it back to earth, what would happen to the bottle?"&lt;br&gt;Here, I am stumped, would it implode on entry? Any suggestions?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;some not cool things&lt;br&gt;1)the iced tea at the science centre was 2.85. Fuckers. iced tea, even at york it is 2 dollars or less. &lt;br&gt;2)lockheed martin sponsors the imax movie Space station at the science centre. they didn't mention how space exploration has a lot more to do with blowing up stuff than finding an alternative place for humans to live.&lt;br&gt;they also didn't mention the costs involved with space exploration. &lt;br&gt;they did mention the dead astronauts from last year at the beginning.. very briefly.&lt;br&gt;3)tom cruise was the voice during the movie. even when i listened to him i could tell that he was still upset about the loss of nicole kidman and the fact that he is really short.&lt;br&gt;poor guy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:finescar:1379</id>
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    <title>friendster is my friend</title>
    <published>2004-04-21T07:35:22Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-21T07:35:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;fuck you journal.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i just typed a journal that was money and you erased it. i hate you, but i love you too. its a love hate relationship but i don't get any action from you. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;so, johnny and i are excited. two friendsters have just said that they are coming to our party. and they are cool friendsters, not the types that are annoying and don't write neat messages. these friendsters are hip and money. sweetness. nelia and kate. partee. you will get kisses.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;anyway, i was wrong about johnny. he does not have a man crush on me. he loves himself, and squarepusher.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;my class tomorrow will smell my crown royal breath tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;emphasis on tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i think my brain checked out. i hate when that happens. &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:finescar:1122</id>
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    <title>nick</title>
    <published>2004-04-21T06:33:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-21T06:33:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>xiu xiu</lj:music>
    <content type="html">alright, johnny is neglecting me. he is on the phone with nick. fucker, here i am bored and drunk with no one to talk to. i am feeling lonely and vulnerable. do others get lonely? sometimes i talk to myself. not too loudly because then people think you are weird. i'm cool with it because my grandma always talks to herself. so, its genetic. its my grandma's fault, not my own. i always find it amazing that we used to be a small egg and sperm. so tiny and ultra microscopic. than we divided, divided, divided, divvided, divded, dividded and more divisided... and then out comes a weird entity. from little thing to big thing. big and lonely. dangerous combination. especially with rye on the rocks. fucking nick. i like him though. maybe too much. i have not played with myself in a while. hmm.. not that i think of nick when i am playing with myself. usually it is girls that i have made out with. i'm not into porn that much. i really hate the guilt that is attached to it. but i sometimes check it out. i hate the guilt though. i remember when i was 18 my dad said that i should have sex with my girlfriend because it is good for me. so much pressure. where the hell is my toothbrush?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:finescar:1014</id>
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    <title>the rye is funny at 1:56a.m.</title>
    <published>2004-04-21T06:01:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-21T06:01:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">johnny isn't on to me yet. i have been quickly drinking most of his rye. when he wasn't looking i poured a lot of it into my glass. he claims that he is "drunk" but i think he is faking it. i am drunk. i think i have had over 6 shots worth in the past hour and 6 minutes. i have finished my assignment and am plotting a visit to the bathroom. johnny came into my room just now. he said this, "jose, i think you are going to be a cool teacher". i think that the alcohol is finally getting to johnny. he has a slight man crush on me which has become increasingly apparent with each drink. i better be careful. i was going to tell johnny that he is a cool roomate and a good guitar player but i don't want to lead him on .....yet.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:finescar:563</id>
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    <title>the rye is thick at 12:50a.m.</title>
    <published>2004-04-21T04:52:38Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-21T04:52:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">johnny and i have decided to get inebriated again, it is early wednesday morning. i think he may have a serious drinking problem. my hope is to drink more of the rye than him, in that way, he will drink less. i am a true friend. i will be updating my journal as i get more and more drunk. by then i will probably get pretty emotional on live journal. until then.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:finescar:327</id>
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    <title>somethings are vile in life</title>
    <published>2004-04-19T02:59:19Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-19T02:59:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>dj shadow and something else</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so, old_bolshevik, my friendster, and johnny, also a friendster introduced this to me the other day. obviously, it will lead to my utter doom because i already spend too much time on the computer and need to be outside with nature, and be one with the grass, the soil and mother earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the russian, old_bolshevik, johnny, some ladies and i got inebriated and depressed last night. the bathroom facilities at our party location were "unspeakably vile" according to masters student and UT2004 kingpin bolshi. he was also involved in a break and enter with the russian that could have cost him his scholarship and legs, just for alcohol, how virtuos. we ended up hitting up some very classy dance bar, i was grinded by johnny and at one point we were all dancing in a circle to black eyed peas, i felt truly alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dancing and feeling pretty good about ourselves, we ended up at some random house, johnny got action, the russian had three shots of vodka and went to sleep, i was getting action until an ex-boyfriend of my sexy lady friend ruined the parade,  and bolshi disappeared into the kingston night, presumably to meet up with his long time friend Wristina. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question of the day&lt;br /&gt;Is it okay to have sex with a used condom if you wash it out with water first?</content>
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