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  <pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 02:01:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>home sweet home</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;HOME&amp;nbsp;SWEET&amp;nbsp;HOME&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home was never what people told me &lt;br /&gt;home was supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;home was not the trampeline of love and understanding &lt;br /&gt;home was the sand paper of war and depression &lt;br /&gt;each home made&amp;nbsp; moment scratching&lt;br /&gt;deeper&lt;br /&gt;deeper &lt;br /&gt;wearing off my skin &lt;br /&gt;tearing through my muscel &lt;br /&gt;sending shivers of agony through my beaten body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;im going home&amp;quot; my friend would say&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;thats great can i come i have nowhere to stay&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;home was a world of foggy confusion&lt;br /&gt;my life was better without the families &lt;br /&gt;mixed up delusions &lt;br /&gt;a drunken mommy and some fucked up fights &lt;br /&gt;thats the story of this&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two sisters fight the urge to cry &lt;br /&gt;a 6 year old coping with her &lt;br /&gt;home sweet home &lt;br /&gt;dorthy can keep her ruby slippers&lt;br /&gt;id rather face the mysterious wicked witch &lt;br /&gt;than the familiar monsters waiting for me at my &lt;br /&gt;home sweet home &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Enough!&amp;quot; I&amp;nbsp;say &lt;br /&gt;i faced my oppressors with a pen and paper &lt;br /&gt;breaking down the lying walls of my &lt;br /&gt;home sweet home&lt;br /&gt;exposing corruption &lt;br /&gt;distruction&lt;br /&gt;mutilation of my surviving sanity &lt;br /&gt;my home sweet home&lt;br /&gt;breaking down the great illusion &lt;br /&gt;created to protect my mothers wholesom immage &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i build walls &lt;br /&gt;pretty and sweet &lt;br /&gt;this the way a home is ment to be &lt;br /&gt;created&lt;br /&gt;mastered &lt;br /&gt;perfected &lt;br /&gt;enjoyed &lt;br /&gt;by all my friends and me &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2009 22:15:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>never never land</title>
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  <description>It has recently come to my attention that i am getting dangerously close to growing up. I have moved out of home, desperately need a job, and in just a couple more months i will legally be an adult. I have had countless number of people asking what I&apos;m doing with my future and what scares me the most is that i actually can answer them. This up till a few days ago seemed pretty rad, then i realized, I&amp;nbsp;DONT&amp;nbsp;WANT&amp;nbsp;TO&amp;nbsp;BE&amp;nbsp;AN&amp;nbsp;ADULT&lt;strong&gt; AT ALL&lt;/strong&gt;. adults have to worry about things they need to take care of themselves and they need to start going somewhere with their life. not to mention of course that once you become and &apos;adult&apos; your life suddenly switches to more behind you than infront it seems. I don&apos;t like it. I don&apos;t know about you but i just don&apos;t get what people see in it. &lt;br /&gt;so anyway i have come to the conclusion that i have wasted far too much of my&amp;nbsp; time growing exactly the way i don&apos;t want to when instead i should have just spent my time not growing and having fun. that is what i plan to do starting now. I understand that idealy i would have decided this at the ripe perfect uninhibited age of 8 or at the very oldest 13 however i will have to make due. Now all i have to do is find out how to get to never never land and i will be all set. However i am under a bit of i time constraint, because like i said earlier i will be 18 in just a few months at which point i will be doomed to grow old and be an adult for the rest of my life (sounds horrible, i know). Any help concerning the where abouts of this never never land would be quite helpful and of course anybody that would like to come along is more than welcome, because lets face it growing up is only fun till you actually do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 18 Aug 2009 20:33:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I shot an arrow towards the sky &lt;br /&gt;it hit a cloud floating by &lt;br /&gt;the cloud came dying to the shore&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t shoot arrows any more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-from shell silversteins&lt;u&gt; falling up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Version; just kinda a silly little thing. It started off being more closely related to shell silversteins but after time his turned into more of an inspiration than an actual outline for mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shot my heart into the sky &lt;br /&gt;with a far fetched dream that it might fly&lt;br /&gt;instead it got slapped down&lt;br /&gt;to a lonely shore&lt;br /&gt;feeling a pain it had never known before&lt;br /&gt;its finally back where it began&lt;br /&gt;ready to fly just as soon as it can &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 Feb 2009 02:21:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>washington</title>
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  <description>ok so im super happy to be in washington super unhappy i forgot my make up bag with all of my make-up hair stuff, lotion and basically all my toiletries... esential toiletries. it sucks&lt;br /&gt;but whatever i can just sit in my room and do nothing for a week. now thats what i call a vacation... (even if i don&apos;t have makeup)</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 03 Sep 2008 16:01:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>L Word</title>
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  <description>ok so i took the wich L word character are you quiz.... well actually i took two different which character are you quizes and one which character should you be with quiz... (im a little obsessed i can admit). the first quiz said i was shane, blah i hate shane.... the second one though said i was alice... much better. Then the which would you be with said i should be with shane. So basically if i am either shane or Alice and i should be with shane then Shane should eiher get with herself or alice. I think herself is a much better match.... and this just further shows how much of an ego centric cheating prick shane is... who by the way has no positive aspects.. .(who i apparently am too now.) Now as for the L word character i would WANT to get with its carmen all the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well just had to get that out there.... sorry to those of you who do not watch the L word and who were hence very confused reading this entry.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 09 Aug 2008 02:39:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>the blah part of vacation.</title>
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  <description>So here i am in Washington missing every one horribly! iv gotten to a point where I love where i am but am, but desperately want to be back home. I miss everything about my home; my bed, my room, my friends, my bike, and yes even my crazy ass pregnant mother. Weird i know. &lt;br /&gt;I haven&apos;t been up to a whole lot just a bunch of sitting around trying to work out as much as possible. On a side note get this in the first two weeks of my vacation i gained just under 15 pounds! i was shocked! not that i really care all that much but still its an impressive amount of weight to gain for me in two weeks. anyway, I&apos;v just been chillen and the other night my dads new girlfriend started talking about my mom oh about 12 years ago. basically just about her immaturity which got everyone on a rant about how insane she was, i thought it would make me just be glad to be away from her but seeing this uptight poor communicating yet very nice and &quot;normal&quot; woman made me miss my mother even more. Made me realize how glad i was to have a crazy, weird, totally innapropriat mother and well i guess family too. I realized that she wouldn&apos;t be being true to herself if she was anything different and that is refreshing to see. someone not changing there entire mind set just because society says you have to when you have kid. Don&apos;t get me wrong i still think she can be crazy and annoying and it drives me crazy but im just saying that could be better than being totally boring and typical. So sorry about my little rant but&amp;nbsp; thats just whats been on my mind. &lt;br /&gt;ill try to post more often.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 Jul 2008 09:19:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>im just lyla blah blah blah.</title>
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  <description>so here i am, again, sitting in my bed at two in the morning not even being tired. i think iain has trained me not to ever want to sleep when it would be most perfect for me to do so and only to want to sleep when it would be most inconvenient. blah. &lt;br /&gt;another thing thats beginning to happen all to often.... me and my sister getting locked out of the apartment building in the middle of the night and not having any thing to do but sit outside and wait for someone as stupid as us coming home at two in the morning, to let us in. &lt;br /&gt;last night we had to follow someone as they drove into the parking lot and sneak so they wouldn&apos;t see us and finally run after them to the door &quot;discreetly&quot; of course, where we found them waiting for us and holding the door open. &lt;br /&gt;&quot;come in,&quot; he stated with an amused look on his face, &quot; you don&apos;t look two dangerous.&quot; at which point me and eden both realize wait he could be dangerous. we examine this thought deeper as we get into the elevator with him alone at three in the morning. Finally our stop came however and we were unharmed, obviously. &lt;br /&gt;well ill try to sleep but there are no promises. maybe ill try to write more often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 14 May 2008 02:58:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>(late) random thoughts.</title>
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  <description>i know its&amp;nbsp;late... like really late... but i&amp;nbsp;felt like&amp;nbsp;doing it anyway.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dude whats up with vegetable drawrs? iv never found&amp;nbsp;one that actually opens and closes with ease. i even bought a brand new&amp;nbsp;fridg recently and its all shiny and new... but wouldn&apos;t you know it the vegetable drawrs squeek open and shut slowly. i think it&amp;nbsp;must be a concipiracy of the fridg stores make all the drawrs suck so&amp;nbsp;when you move into a place and the fridg is old you think you have to buy a new one so the&amp;nbsp;damb drawrs don&apos;t have to be wiggled&amp;nbsp;slowly open.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone else realized the absolute&amp;nbsp;amazingness of top ramen... and im&amp;nbsp;not talking about&amp;nbsp; that dumb as organic shit trying desperatly to be&amp;nbsp;ramen like a school girl trying to be&amp;nbsp;an adult. i just&amp;nbsp;don&apos;t know what makes it so&amp;nbsp;good... but its amazing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who ever thought of eating pumpkin seeds? like lets take&amp;nbsp;these seeds that are&amp;nbsp;suffused with some orange goopy shit and cook them for a while to see how they tast... i wonder&amp;nbsp;did&amp;nbsp;they try them raw first?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know the best invention&amp;nbsp;ever... flying car... schweet....&amp;nbsp;i know a little&amp;nbsp;overdone right but i just don&apos;t&amp;nbsp;see why they don&apos;t exist... although i do love&amp;nbsp;how every generation thinks that&amp;nbsp;in ten years there will be flying cars and monkeys ruling the world and&amp;nbsp;each time are sadly dissapointed with their robots and extra smart computers or high speed internet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hushpuppies= deeeelish, fried&amp;nbsp;twinkies =&amp;nbsp;gaaaross&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find it&amp;nbsp;great how heated people get about ghost stories&amp;nbsp;and scary movies...&amp;nbsp;people&amp;nbsp;get all worked up when their talking about them...&amp;nbsp;if someone&amp;nbsp;likes them and then another person disses them they will here a piece of that&amp;nbsp;persons mind and more often than not a full fledged debate will come of it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;koolaid... one of the very few&amp;nbsp;flavors that will not grow&amp;nbsp;on you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frosting a broken&amp;nbsp;cakes quite possibly one of the most frustrating things&amp;nbsp;to do.... its like&amp;nbsp;even if the frosting&amp;nbsp;is the right warm&amp;nbsp;temperatur and the cake is cooled if there is un shielded crumbly cake showing your fucked.... .its like a never ending&amp;nbsp;cycle... at that point id just rather tare it apart with&amp;nbsp;my hands&amp;nbsp;and feed it to my&amp;nbsp;always appreciative dogs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dwarf hamsters dwarf&amp;nbsp;bunnies... ever notice you just ad a dwarf or little infront of anything and they automatically&amp;nbsp;become cute...&amp;nbsp;dwarf flesh eating bacteria... ?&amp;nbsp;like martinis you just put a blended&amp;nbsp;cocktail in a martini&amp;nbsp;glass and vuala its a martini.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;howerd stern bothers me... its like he thinks he&apos;s being&amp;nbsp;cool by being&amp;nbsp; a big ass to every one.... well i got&amp;nbsp;knews for&amp;nbsp;him hes not being funny or &quot; pushing the boundaries&quot; he&apos;s being a dick..... what makes me more mad is that the only reason he keeps doing it is because of these dumb ass ignorant&amp;nbsp;people that keep listening to his radio show&amp;nbsp;there for telling him daily how cool he&amp;nbsp;is and supporting totally unacceptable behavior...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liberals that arn&apos;t&amp;nbsp;liberal at alll... an often&amp;nbsp;occurance im noticing.... its like&amp;nbsp;you can say your liberal but that doesn&apos;t&amp;nbsp;change the fact that your racist,&amp;nbsp;support the death penalty, are agains gay marriage and hate all inovative things.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;sorry the word means nothing&amp;nbsp;people find a real identity. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barbie dolls.... every one rants about how horrible they are and&amp;nbsp;how the message they teach kids is horrible but when&amp;nbsp;a person says their not going to let their kids play with barbies everyone is horrified that their&amp;nbsp;censoring their children, in such a&amp;nbsp;&quot; pointless way&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lip smackers quite possibly&amp;nbsp;the most under appreciated lipgloss/ chapstick&amp;nbsp;around.&amp;nbsp;other under appreciated things include... battel star galactica,&amp;nbsp;pasta with tomato sauce, potatos,&amp;nbsp;twinkies, toast, diners, daytime television,&amp;nbsp;shaved heads, amalie,&amp;nbsp;and many other things.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things over appreciated..... wine, pets, pregnant people, pesto, crisco, lemon cookies/ scone/ or any other lemon desert,&amp;nbsp;blond hair, big&amp;nbsp;boobs, special effects, getting your wisdom teeth out, &amp;nbsp;and many others.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 May 2008 00:32:30 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;looked for&amp;nbsp;fun,&amp;nbsp;sprained my&amp;nbsp;ankel &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submisive female, 19, looking for superior&amp;nbsp;male of 30 and up. love to nurture and i will cook whatever my man desires. I want a man that will teach me when i do something wrong, preferably by giving me a swift beating. I am all american and like to keep&amp;nbsp;an&amp;nbsp;old-fashoined house-holed with typical family roles. I see it as my duty to keep my body in shape but will not tire myself out with my work out videos and will always be available to take care of my husband and childrens needs. I know my place and you can be certain i will not speak until spoken to. No romancing needed just a steady pay-check and prestigiouse title in the communit. Sweat pants are not an option for my daily attire and i only own aparons and fitted afternoon dresses and evening gowns. My one dream is to be a stay at home mom/ trophi wife. Maybe you can make my dream come true.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 08 May 2008 17:27:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>dear me.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Dear 8&apos;th grade Lyla ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I know right now you think everything kinda sucks but don&apos;t worry it gets&amp;nbsp;better. You don&apos;t see how anybody could survive their eighth grade year but just remember that it isn&apos;t that bad and that it will be over very shortly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You just got the lead in the play! very exciting right? it seems like a big deal but honestly in&amp;nbsp;a month or so your going to hate it. If i were you id just give it up now... it really isn&apos;t worth all the lame ass issues its gonna bring. And im sure there is someone else in the cast that would appreciate the part a lot more... also give up on that little crush you have in the cast your much better than that so just don&apos;t stress. Let what happens happen, and don&apos;t try to force anything. Don&apos;t let it get to your head, and just try to have fun with the friends you have, because they&apos;re really great.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; im sitting here looking at a picture of you and i think you could probably dye your hair like a bleach blond or brown or something because that wierd color you got now just isn&apos;t working out for you. Also im all for the natural look and i remember how easy it was but i think you&apos;ll be happier if you ware a bit of like eyeliner or something.&amp;nbsp;Just change it up a bit every now and then, but don&apos;t worry&amp;nbsp;about your apperance&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;much just be confident and you&apos;ll be happier over all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ok now time for me to warn you&amp;nbsp;about some stuff that your going to have to go through and make decisions about.&amp;nbsp;Well first im just gonna say don&apos;t get to attached to your&amp;nbsp;sister because you guys will become really good friends but then she&apos;s gonna leave.&amp;nbsp;I mean have fun with her and everything but don&apos;t&amp;nbsp;do everything with her because i did&amp;nbsp;and it took me a really long time to figure out&amp;nbsp;how to do things&amp;nbsp;with out her&amp;nbsp;after she left.&amp;nbsp;Some other things to watch out for....&amp;nbsp;the cheerleading team, it&apos;s a lot of fun and i don&apos;t want to say not to&amp;nbsp;do it, but&amp;nbsp;just don&apos;t get carried away...&amp;nbsp;still keep your other friends because&amp;nbsp;when you get tierd&amp;nbsp;of cheer your gonna want them back.&amp;nbsp;Also im not going to&amp;nbsp;say specifically what this is but your going to get to a point where you have to either listen to&amp;nbsp;Eden and Iain&amp;nbsp;or say fuck it and do what you want.&amp;nbsp;I chose to do what i want, but&amp;nbsp;really&amp;nbsp;even though&amp;nbsp;it seems like more fun&amp;nbsp;not to listen to them, youll be better off if you do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I don&apos;t have&amp;nbsp;much else to say,&amp;nbsp;I trust that from here youll make the right decisions or you&apos;ll make&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;wrong&amp;nbsp;ones like&amp;nbsp;I did and develope a strong part of your character.&amp;nbsp;Just don&apos;t let&amp;nbsp;the little things get to&amp;nbsp;you because you will&amp;nbsp;quite litterally drive yourself crazy. Just say what you really want&amp;nbsp;when&amp;nbsp;people ask you your opinion because if you don&apos;t youll regrette it, and have as much fun as possible, while still maintaining school work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;lots of love,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;the 10&apos;th grade&amp;nbsp;Lyla. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 16 Feb 2008 18:02:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>fucking trains</title>
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  <description>ok what the fuck. so iv been planning to go to Oregon for like what a month and a half now bought my tickets and everything. then two days before I&apos;m supposed to go they call my friend who is also going and tell her that the train has been canceled due to mudslide. they never call me, they never email me. what the fuck? &lt;br /&gt;so i call them and ask whats going on and ask if my train has been canceled. &lt;br /&gt;Me: hi i wanted to know if my train going from Oakland to Eugene Oregon this weekend has been canceled. &lt;br /&gt;Agent: oh well if you give me your number. &lt;br /&gt;( i spend 15 minutes searching for my number, finally tell her what it is) &lt;br /&gt;oh no, no trains going from California to Oregon for another two weeks. &lt;i&gt;did she really need my number to be able to tell be that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;but wait the person slowly becomes more and more idiotic as the time goes on. &lt;br /&gt;Me (calling back for the second time after waiting on hold for half an hour): hi my train was just canceled because of a mudslide and i was wondering how i was going to get my refund &lt;br /&gt;Agent: well would you like to cancel your train tickets? &lt;br /&gt;Me: well it was already canceled i just want my money back&lt;br /&gt;Agent: but would you like to cancel the tickets you have reserved? &lt;br /&gt;Me: well are there any trains going to the place on my tickets during the time of the reservation? &lt;br /&gt;Agent: not for another month or so. &lt;br /&gt;Me: then yes i want a refund. &lt;br /&gt;god damit its like its not enough that they got me all upset by canceling my trip... they have to just keep pushing it by giving me the dumbest agent around who gives me false hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; so then im super upset i call my sister who i was supposed to be visiting, she says i should call our grandma to see if she&apos;ll pay for me to fly. we ask her and after making me sit for a day and half saying &quot; ya maybe i can do that&quot; she calls and says &quot; sorry we just don&apos;t have enough money right now what with all the face lifts and new electronics that we have no idea how to use and probably never will.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;needless to say i was angry. i call eden and she says i should look up buses again. i do, there just a little more&amp;nbsp; expensive then the train, and i call my parents to get the tickets and they don&apos;t answer their phones. god damit. finally the fifth time i call they answere and say i probably wont be able to leave until Tuesday if that. well im still working on it now. i think i might actually be able to leave tonight or tomorrow morning but&amp;nbsp; still fuck the train station! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. &lt;br /&gt;ill see you eventually eden im almost positive.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 10 Feb 2008 22:43:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Joseph gordon lovett!</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; here i am again raving about some movie or more importantly some actor. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i was hanging out with sophie bernadette and karin last night having a joseph&amp;nbsp;Gorden-lovette...(i think thats his name) marathon. and we saw the lookout. if you haven&apos;t seen that movie you must. it has been bumped up to one of my fave movies of all time. although im not sure how much thats really saying. oh and for those of you that don&apos;t know who he is its the main guy from brick, also the kid in third rock from the sun, also the main guy in the lookout and also the little kid that sees angles in angles in the outfield and also the cute guy in ten things i hate about you ( not heath ledger). He too has been bumped up to my all time favorite list. basically i think iv made my new goal in life to screw josiph gordon lovett. at least once... but you know he might just fall madly in love with me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;basically just watch the move and youll know what im talking about. &lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 07 Feb 2008 05:33:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>lots of questions</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; Do you believe in karma?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; hell ya i do...but not in the religious after life sorta way... more in the way that you fuck someone over one way or another you yourself will get fucked over...it could just be by the same person you fucked over because they found out or something but really its just best not to be a dick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; What one current event&amp;nbsp;in any aspect of world news&amp;nbsp;do you think is being most neglected or underrepresented?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; well i guess i would just have to say the ineptitude of our current president... sure people know he&apos;s stupid but do they every really mention how much of a dumbass he really is. Its like our entire nation is in denial of the fact that the president we elected can&apos;t even pronounce the word nuclear correctly, and probably spells worse than me. &lt;br /&gt;3. &amp;nbsp;If you could have any one superpower, what would it be and why?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i would say flying but i suppose it would be kinda difficult to use without people fucking fliping out so id have to say being able to heal yourself. come on you wouldn&apos;t have to be afraid of anything.... you could just kick ass and be fine afterwards. who wouldn&apos;t want that? &lt;br /&gt;4. &amp;nbsp;If you could invite any 5 famous people or characters to your birthday party, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; can they be dead? i think they can be... so id pick Elvis Presly, no explanation is really necessary i don&apos;t think... then probably Pamela Anderson, Collin Farrel, and kid Rock because it looks like they would know how to party. then for my fifth i would pick harry potter so we could have a way to get around and a designated driver. ya that would be a pretty kick ass party. &lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; If you could live in any film or book, what&amp;nbsp;would you select? Would you want to be one of the characters, or would you want to be you (introduced as a new character)?&lt;br /&gt;i would want to be in brick so i could introduce my self as a new character and be the &quot;good girl&quot; and sleep with Brandon when he was all sad and pathetic... kinda like Laura only i would actually be on his side. although him being in love with a dead chick could kinda get in the way... i think i could deal with it. who knows i might turn into the bad one... i have no idea what opprotunities will present themselves. &lt;br /&gt;6.&amp;nbsp; Who of your friends would make the best president? I can&apos;t wait to know why.&lt;br /&gt;Lydia because you would never have to wonder weather or not we we were going to go to war you could pretty much bet on it... and you can always count on her to get what she wants, and if she doesn&apos;t she&apos;ll complain so much that in the end she will get it. love you lydia... also she isn&apos;t a dumbass (most of the time) so she would at least be better than bush. *i wonder if shes actually gonna read this* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&amp;nbsp; I used to always trip out that my strawberry Chapstick tasted so strongly like strawberries (and why was&amp;nbsp;I eating so much Chapstick?).&amp;nbsp;Then I realized that it wasn&apos;t the taste that was strong; it was the &lt;i&gt;smell&lt;/i&gt;. They say that smell is the strongest scent. What is your favorite smell? USE CONNOTATIONS, FIGURATIVE LANGUAGE, OR ANALOGY&amp;nbsp;in your (butter) saucey answer.&lt;br /&gt;shoot i don&apos;t know... i think lemons though honestly i never much liked the taste of lemons so i guess this sorta doesn&apos;t fit. but ya the smell of really lemon will brighten me up in a second. &lt;br /&gt;8.&amp;nbsp; If you could invent a new class for AHS to teach, what would it be?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; sewing... it is a type of art and a good work option also pretty practical for everyday use... it only makes sense that school would teach it.... really everybody should know or learn how to sew before they get out on their own. and what a better way to make that happen than by giving them a whole class on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Will humankind still exist in 300 years? &lt;br /&gt;Man i hope not... and come to think of it i don&apos;t even think were gonna make it another hundred years happily yet alone three hundred. they say were gonna be fucked in like thirty and after were to the point of no return how much time are we really gonna have. it doesn&apos;t look like the world is gonna all fo a sudden open their eyes and stop global warming so there doesn&apos;t seem to be a lot of hope for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What is the most embarrassing song to ever grace your IPOD? Why was it there, may I ask?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; two girls one cup (if you haven&apos;t seen it look it up) song that plays in the background. i guess it wasn&apos;t so much embarrassing as emotionally scarring for myself... but my friends put it on without my knowing so when i came across it i would remember the video and throw up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Corey Chin&apos;s brilliant question (and it&apos;s got me curious): How much would you charge to clean Mr. Ross&apos; microwave?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; dude i would do that shit for free... seriously it would be the most satisfying thing ever once it was clean. and then i might actually be able to use it without gagging. but if your offering to pay im down with that too. you could just give me an A in turn for cleaning your microwave... think about it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Did you support your answers?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Chica Chica YEA! fuck ya i did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 07 Feb 2008 04:52:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>whine whine whine Bitch Bitch Bitch</title>
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  <description>so i just had the most miserable of my life... ill walk you through it. &lt;br /&gt;i fell down the stairs last night and this morning was rudely awakened by bruises on my face and ribs and an immense pain shooting down my side. really i wish i could wake up like that every morning. &lt;br /&gt;needless to say that day at school was shit as well. i got to say hello to the math portion of the high school exit exam. and though it was one of the easiest test i have ever taken, excluding only the English portion which was a good deal easier, it still was the most uncomfortable, monotonous, freezing (i guess sorta fits under uncomfortable), and boring experience of my life. i got the fabulous joy of being in the little theater hunching over a little undersized fold up table, while my ribs were throbbing every time i moved. luckly i was smart and brought a blanket today though after the freeze fest yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;and then on top of this annoyance i was horribly sick... i had a fever and yet my brilliant body still found a way to make me shiver and shake freezing my ass off. &lt;br /&gt;well whatever im home now and i get to sleep in tomorrow because of a dentist apointment so it appears that i will live.... i promise ill write a less whinny blog next time. i just felt complaining was a necessity at the time being.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 03 Feb 2008 18:14:10 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>okay so i just saw Ground Hog Day for the first time in like 20 million years and was instantly reminded of how incredibly awsome&amp;nbsp; it is.... if you haven&apos;t seen it i highly suggest that you do as soon as possible. Bill Murry is totally amazing. although lately he has gone down hill. Well iv said what needed saying... see the move.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 03 Feb 2008 04:52:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>rant and rave!</title>
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  <description>i cant believe Mr. Ross is making me do this when.... i could be watching TV and eating twinkies. but what i really cant believe is that he made us write that first sentence. especially for a blog that was supposed to be free random writing for 12 minutes does he really think we need help ranting. who does he think we are? doesn&apos;t he know we have plenty of things to complain about? Dude what the fuck is up with braces, or not braces but more orthodontists, seriously. its like they want to cause you immense pain and justify it by making you look like the rest of the fucking world and pretending like its helping you. i cant stand those snooty doctors priding themselves on their keen ability to commit painful acts on unsuspecting teenagers, any other place in the world if someone cut your gums open and told you, &quot;you just aren&apos;t good enough&quot; they would get shot. god damit. and what the hell are there so many commercials for. i don&apos;t know anybody that buys something just because they saw it on a commercial and here are these companies spending thousands of dollars on them. do they seriously feel good at the end of the day knowing they caused a great annoyance in many peoples lives. gosh i love to clean the toilet. i don&apos;t know why but there is something very satisfying about cleaning a toilet. You know what i hate? when your sick or have a back ache or just finish surgery and you just wanna relax and people (mainly your mother) keep telling you that sleeping all day isn&apos;t going to help. its like maybe thats true but i don&apos;t think cleaning my room is really going to help either. duh... maybe next time you could keep your opinion to yourself. and Jesus Christ i hate comedians. don&apos;t get me wrong i love to watch them if their funny but usually they are complete ass wholes in real life. especially the funny ones. really if you think about it they have to be so full of themselves that they think people are going to enjoy just listening to them talk for an hour and a half. kinda like teachers, do they really think that what they have to teach us is more important than just sleeping in. i don&apos;t think so, and coming back why the hell does Mr. Ross think my life is so unimportant that I&apos;m gonna have a whole 22 minutes to devote to his blog Assignment. well i guess he got me this time.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Jan 2008 03:37:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Finally Done!</title>
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  <description>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoTitle&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Maltese Falcon Mix Tape&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Track 1: No Doubt, Snakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 16pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;The sixth line, “ snakes lie to lead you astray…” reminds me a lot of Sam Spades relationship with Bridged. From the first time they meet their interactions are based on lies mainly by Bridged to “lead (him) astray”. The very next line “Force to make you betray, Your innermost truths hid away” This is much like what bridged was doing to Spade. He fell for it even though he knew that he shouldn’t such as making him betray his innermost truths. He like this quote from this song was lead away from what he knew to be right, due to the work of a girl instead of a snake. Much like the quote “ pawns in some ones game play.” Sam was a pawn in her game. The next part of the song “ shoot shoot shoot obey.” Is basically the whole philosophy Sam basses his life on. He shoots and rebels constantly but in the end though it isn’t always clear he does obey and go into the same game as everyone else. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Track 2: Bon Jovi, Wanted Dead or Alive&lt;br /&gt;This song is almost like the Sam Spade theme song. Giving off the overall feeling of a rough and tumble life style, drinking and gambling with your life. The line “&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Sometimes I sleep, sometimes it&apos;s not for days, And the people I meet always go their separate ways” is reminiscent of Sam’s life in &lt;u&gt;The Maltese Falcon. &lt;/u&gt;In the book people meet but are always just standing up for themselves they never form a deeper bond with one another. The next line “Sometimes you tell the day, By the bottle that you drink” this reminds me of how Spade drinks from the moment he wakes up till the moment he goes to bed yet always manages to stay on top of everyone. The guy in this song is saying that he’s wanted dead or alive and then the last line is “ I’m driving weather dead or alive” that is a lot of Sam’s attitude he doesn’t give a shit what happens he’s just going to keep plugging along no matter what is said. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Track 3: D12, Loyalty &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the first lines “Why would I give a fuck about you if we ain&apos;t family?” is much like Sam’s motto for his business and life. All he truly cares about is saving his own ass, and nobody else really matters, except for the select few he views like family such as Effie Perrin. The next line “ never mix business up in yo friendship…” Sam also holds this saying close in mind when doing any business… sure he sleeps with Bridged but he still makes sure to keep his emotional distance from her. This is also shown by how detached he was from his partner who was killed in the very beginning of the book. He was relieved almost when his partner died showing his separation from work and play. “ See I’m a man, an’ a man gon’ do what he gotta do” this line of the song also reminds me of Sam Spades philosophy on life. He does what he has to and doesn’t make any apologies. He justifies it in basically the same way… saying look I have to save my own ass and you don’t really matter. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Track 4: Eminem/ Feat/ 50 cent, Never Enough&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very first line “ there’s not much you could do or say to phase me” reminds me of when Bridged is telling Spade the second “truth” and is crying at his feat. All he does is tell her she’s good at faking it. He knows she’s just playing him and it doesn’t phase him at all. Whatever happens including his partner being killed he remains the same. A little later on Eminem says “You ain&apos;t gonna make or break me/ Tryna strip me of my credibility and make me look fake, G/ You&apos;re only gonna be in for a rude awakening” This is a lot like the scene from the book where the cops are all on Spades ass and he’s remaining calm knowing there’s nothing they can do to him. The whole time their trying to trip him up and he never falters leaving them looking foolish in the end. “I&apos;m obligated to study your moves then crush you mutherfuckers” I believe this is how Sam Spade often feels. He follows along the cops/ bad guys then in the end totally just crushes them. I believe if Sam Spade took up rapping this would be similar to the song he would come up with.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;&quot;&gt;Track 5: D12, rap game&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is all about the rap game but I believe that it closely parallels that of the game that Sam Spade plays through out the book with not only the cops but everybody he meets. The line “&lt;/span&gt;You shoulda slayed me as a baby/Behavin&apos; shadier than Wes Craven” relates to Sam spade in the fact that he is constantly involved in shady business. First by sleeping with his partners wife and then just in his everyday job. “I&apos;ve never fucked up to where I can&apos;t whoop ya ass/ You&apos;ll neck&apos;ll get snapped with bare hands” This line reminds me of Sam Spade mainly because it captures the bad ass aura of him. Also because it says “Never fucked up to where I can’t whoop ya ass” relates to his drinking and the fact that he can drink ten times more than a person and still be ten times better than them in every way, well aside from godliness. The line “We never bow down to be a flash in the pan/ No remorse, Fuck ya” reminds me of Sam in the sense that he doesn’t bow down to the cops ever. Even though their technically of higher standing than him he wont let them go. He doesn’t care what happens and he doesn’t want to be another mindless drone. He doesn’t feel sorry for things he’s done and in way it makes him happy when he does fucked up shit.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Dec 2007 04:51:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>amazing life changing food!</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;&lt;p&gt;Food…. I don’t know if its really possible for me to commit to one overall favorite food. Its so easy to find good things about all of them really. I mean burritos are amazing there is no denying it, but I also do enjoy a bowl of soup every now and then too. There is however on special food and that is toast! Toast is amazing; its crunchy; its fantastic. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are unlimited uses to toast (believe me, I’v tried just about everything). Not only does it provide a tasty snack between meals but its also one of the only edible foods when faced with a bad stomach ache.(and come on crackers can only last you so long). Then once more, for someone (like me) who is disgusted by the dense sweetness of pancakes and waffles, or who is bored by the everyday cereal or oatmeal; toast fills for an alternative breakfast food that doesn’t make you feel gross for the rest of the day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Still further there are so many ways you could have your toast. The dry toast for stomach aches, buttered toast for a light slightly savory breakfast, toast with jam when you’ve got a sweet tooth ( or for dessert if no other options come up, just try it), and the much loved cheesy toast. There is something for everybody; there for toast is really the great equalizer. Is it not? everyone can have toast provided you have a toaster or at the very least an oven. Even if you don’t have either of those you are still capable of enjoying its less loved yet just as famous cousin the piece of bread. There’s no meet in it; vegetarians are welcome to join in the fun. I think its evident that neither toast nor bread hate. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I myself have a personal connection with toast that was only made stronger this past week when I was sick with the flu. I couldn’t eat anything, and I was beginning to think I would die of starvation before I tried to cram another spoon full of soup down my throat. Every time I tried to eat anything solid, it came right back up again within a matter of seconds and felt horrible in the process. Then it dawned on me… toast! When had toast ever done me wrong? I had no reason to believe it would act any different this time. I put my toast in the grumpy oven. It acted like an old dog constantly snapping at me every time I tried to light it. Finally I took the perfect maple colored toast being careful not to butter it for fear that the pair might turn against me, and I crunched my teeth right through gliding like a brand new car. The noise barely tickled my ears (Incase you were wondering that’s the way toast should sound if its any louder you cooked it too long). I did this again and again until totally out of the blue the toast was gone (fine I guess not so out of the blue). I was left with nothing to do but wait and anticipate either the pain or the relief of having something else to eat. The feeling was much like waiting in a dentists office to get a cavity filled. You know its gonna hurt but your also know its gonna feel better. Only I wasn’t even completely positive it was going to hurt. Ten minutes passed then twenty then thirty… I was free! Since then toast truly has become the corner stone of my diet. It has changed me for the better and convinced me to devout my life to doing good, just like toast has. I strongly encourage everybody to sit down this weekend with your favorite toast and see if there isn’t something about it your missing out on. Or you could just eat it I suppose, but if you haven’t had toast then you really haven’t lived. I say this sincerely, it will change your life! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Dec 2007 07:00:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>6 questions.</title>
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  <description>&lt;ol type=&quot;1&quot; start=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;li style=&quot;&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;If you could be a fly on anybody&apos;s wall,      on whose wall would you perch? Why? What would you do with the      information? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 0.25in;&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Hmmmm tough question… I don’t think I’d really want to get to know anybody that well… to here what they say when they think nobody is watching but I suppose I would choose Eddie Izzard… granted I probably wouldn’t get any juicy gossip, or scandalous stories, but he is the one person that I know would keep me completely entertained. And further more… I would find out all of his personal information so I could take that and form my self to be like him and know all his secrets and later make him fall madly in love with me and then everyone would be happy. : ) &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 2. What is your favorite piece of art? Describe what it looks like. Why do you like it so much? How does it make you feel? Does it tell a story? Have symbolism? &lt;br /&gt; I really love this picture done by James Izzie…. It is very simple… really anybody with a remote sense of artistic ability could draw it, yet it does have a distinct trade mark that I cant put my finger on. In the center is two slightly odd looking people kissing and all around them are various forms of couples and species. The colors he uses are just so bright and vibrant that when I see them I just feel happy…. All together the picture makes me feel all warm inside. It shows that everything and everybody can love, and come on who couldn’t love a picture that tells you that. &lt;br style=&quot;&quot; /&gt; &lt;br style=&quot;&quot; /&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 0.25in;&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;3. If you could choose your parents, how would they be? Describe how they look, act, and parent. What do they do (for work, hobbies, etc)?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 0.25in;&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Well unlike a lot of people, I would like my parents to have some control in my life…. I don’t want them to be overbearing mind you just to care enough where they make sure I get my homework in and that I don’t over work myself… they would be friendly, not confrontational people. I don’t want my parents to be too hot or attractive because that’s just weird and I don’t want people to be like wow her parents are so hot what happened to her.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I would def want my parents to be environment friendly and possibly even have that as their job… activism or some such thing… maybe social workers would be nice… or teachers,(although one of them already is). Maybe a hair dresser or something so they could cut my hair that would be much cheaper. Ooooh im gonna talk to my mom now. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 0.25in;&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 4. If you could live in any decade, which one would it be and why? ELABORATE. What opportunities would you take advantage of in said decade?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 0.25in;&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;I would want to live in the 2030’s, because by that time I will have had my kick ass revolution and the world will be a big happy family… it’ll be like the hippies or flower children except with more revolution and less field sitting. The whole world will be educated and it will be an idealistic communist anarchy! And of coarse things wont be perfect but I can take advantage of the people who would want to change things with me… or I could become leader… ya that’s what’ll happen. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 0.25in;&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 0.25in;&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;5. If you could/had to be any Disney character, who would it be and why? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 0.25in;&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;I would choose goofy… he by far is the happiest I mean look at most of those cartoons and they have got some serious issues, but not goofy. He is surrounded by a child like stupidity that has glazed over the bad parts of the Disney world and left only the entertaining and wonderful… who couldn’t love that. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=&quot;margin-left: 0.25in;&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 6. There is a difference&amp;nbsp;between the moral man and the criminal in that the moral man has a legitimate reason to steal. Support or refute this idea (that a person&apos;s objectively bad deeds can be justified by the subjectivity of their life).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Well really I believe it depends on what that person did… like if someone stole some bread for his family its fine and he should get off with it, but if he murders 10 people and tortures them and trys to justify it by saying their daddy beat them when they were younger then I&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;believe you should be able to smack that person. But overall no I do not believe that it is an excuse. Sure it contributes I mean there is no possible way you could deny that. However, people do have a choice, I mean there are people that live in the same circumstances as someone else and one person does drive by shootings steals things and gets in fights and the other one studies hard however they can and tries to get ahead using their brain. The person has a choice, so they cant use it as an excuse&lt;/font&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Nov 2007 05:24:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hands</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;ok well this was really stupid of me... cause first when i was thinking of&amp;nbsp;inventions i was really tired so i thought hmmm what would be nice is to have a chair that carries&amp;nbsp;you around all the time, maybe&amp;nbsp;with wheals.... but then what do you know.... derh... thats a wheelchair! and then i was like&amp;nbsp;well a lot of&amp;nbsp;people&amp;nbsp;want to look younger all the time so i thought how bout something that makes you look younger... then derh once again..... thats plastic surgery.... so i was out of ideas but&amp;nbsp;now i really think iv got the best thing in the world nobody can top this. seriously though. just roll with&amp;nbsp;me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;ok so say your in&amp;nbsp;class&amp;nbsp;and you have something really important to&amp;nbsp;say so you&amp;nbsp;rais your&amp;nbsp;hand and the teacher&amp;nbsp;just doesn&apos;t call on you.&amp;nbsp;i know this has happened to me more than a couple of times.&amp;nbsp;So your raising your hand and&amp;nbsp;it goes on like that for a good five minutes till, finally , all the blood is drained from both your arms and you are forced to give up...(&amp;nbsp;hint hint mr ross.) so my point is wouldn&apos;t it be great to have an extra hand to raise instead of your own? now picture the situation you have something important to say so you reach your fragile hand over to the corner of your desk where a shinny&amp;nbsp;silver box sits calling to you smelling&amp;nbsp;of (strawberries???) just waiting to burst open. you&amp;nbsp;flip a tiny silver lever that almost&amp;nbsp;blends in with the rest of the box, its warm and soothing,&amp;nbsp;calming you&amp;nbsp;as if telling you everything will be alright you will get your question in. As soon as the lever is switched a gigantic&amp;nbsp;reflective hand springs 3 ft in the air. Blinding the teacher so they have to call&amp;nbsp;on you in fear of&amp;nbsp;permanently loosing their&amp;nbsp;vision. you&amp;nbsp;get your idea out and go on with your day.&amp;nbsp;You don&apos;t get angry and yell at people&amp;nbsp; do to frustration and in turn their happier making them less likely to yell at people and so on and so forth. everybody wins... all because&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;on little hand. : ) &amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 10 Nov 2007 19:50:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>interview.</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is your favorite book?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you could/had to live in any country besides the United States, where would it be?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who is your favorite superhero?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you could change any one law, what would it be?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is life a matter of reality or is it all just based on perception?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is it better to be too hot or too cold?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Which is better: to get in a car accident that isn&apos;t your fault and lose a leg or to get into a car accident that is your fault and kill an old lady?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you believe that pain and suffering is a necessary part of life?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is animal testing acceptable?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you believe that ghosts exist?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you believe that you can never have too much of a good thing?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you believe that school is the best way to make a person smarter?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you believe that war can be justified?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you could switch your gender, but it had to be permanent, would you?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you think you are anyone&apos;s favorite person in the world?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think probably &lt;u&gt;Flinch, &lt;/u&gt;by Robert Ferigno because it has action, dram, and its amazingly written. The authors use of symbolism throughout the book is great. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would live somewhere in Europe, because a lot of my family lives there and I have always been intrigued by their language and culture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wonder Women all the way! She’s such a beast…. She kicks serious ass, way more exciting than superman could ever be, and she does it all in a super hot leotard. Who couldn’t love her. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well probably the drinking age… not because I want to be able to drink but because I feel like since teenagers aren’t allowed to drink they want to more and they also abuse it more, if it was just a normal thing not a bad ass thing then it wouldn’t be so poorly used and when people turned twenty one they wouldn’t go completely crazy and cause accidents. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mostly I think perception… I mean almost all things in life can be different to different people based on their perception of them. But there is also a good deal of things that are reality. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Too cold definitely, because when your too cold you can always put more close on, but when your too hot their isn’t anything you can do. You cant get completely undressed and most of the time that wouldn’t even help if you could. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay so it sounds selfish but I think, probably killing the old lady would be better because they have already lived a full life (with both legs in tact), and my life is just beginning. It would be horrible but especially if the old lady is about to die anyway then isn’t it more important for me to have a full normal life rather than to keep her a live a little while longer. Also I don’t want to live the rest of my life hating the person who’s fault it was. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;I suppose so… as much as I hate it…life would be pretty boring without it. If you always felt good constantly, you would get sick of it I’m almost certain. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not in any way shape or form… why should we say were more important than these animals. How would you respond if they started doing people testing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don’t think so… its just hard to believe in something that people have lied about so many times before. And I haven’t seen even the slightest reason why I should. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;No, everything gets old after a while… a good food if you eat it too much gets disgusting after a while… even if your in love with someone eventually you will get sick of them if you spend all your time together. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Definitely not…. if anything school has decreased my mental capacity. You could do so many other things to increase your knowledge, such as you know actually going out into the world and experiencing it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;No, I mean in our society today people definitely think that it’s the only way to solve problems, but maybe if everyone stopped thinking like that we wouldn’t have to kill people and destroy their country just to get what we want. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh no…. I like being a girl, and I don’t really think men and woman are that different, so I don’t feel the need to see what being a guy is like… I think I have a pretty good idea. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;No… I just don’t think my personality stands out that strong to make people really set me aside as their favorite. And I certainly haven’t done anything extraordinary, to make them love me the most…. But I would hope that I’m pretty far up there on certain peoples like my sisters and such. &lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 07 Nov 2007 06:58:06 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Having to choose my animal is a bit difficult considering i don&apos;t know many animals, but i suppose i would have to go with bear. Bears at first glance most people think are cute furry cudly creatures but then end&amp;nbsp; up tearing apart your car or getting super angry and killing you. I can realate to this, when people first get to know me at first thought, they see me as a kind, nice, gentle person, but as time goes on, my true nature comes out, the short temperd vicious, stubborn person i am. Also bears are very lazy for the most part much like me but then when it comes down to getting something done that needs it (such as getting food or feeding thier cubs, or protecting their cubs) they do the job and do it right. I definitely do that, i will not do anything untill, it comes to something important then people know they can count on me, especially when it benefits me (kidding .... well sorta.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;The quiz said i was badger however which i for sure do not agree with. It said like a badger i was hard working a cynical. All buisness that most people didn&apos;t like me but that i was nicer than they thought. Well if you know me then you know that is pretty much the farthest from the truth you can get. like seriously im all play and no work most of the time, and when i do work i always make sure to let my friends know im still going to make myself availiabel for them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;A bear is def, more the animal for me. &lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Nov 2007 16:46:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>makeup.</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;When i was little i didn&apos;t much understand the greatness about makeup. i actually found it a bit annoying that my mom and sister would spend hours, of my time, in front of the mirror just to put some paint on their face. we would be late to gatherings simply because they couldn&apos;t get their makeup on quite right. i swore i would never wear it. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Alas came the day however, when i decided to try my luck with it. It went on so smoothly, enhancing all the right parts of my face. i was a natural at it. At first i didn&apos;t wear it a lot, but then slowly it increased to almost every day and then everyday. And now i am totally in love with all aspects of it. The way you can choose to look like whatever you want for just one day and then go back to being normal at night. I now see that its not about making yourself look better its about art. I see makeup and hair as a way of not only expressing yourself but a way of enjoying yourself. So i thought why would i stop doing something that allowed me to see and become art every day. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And now not only do i do my own makeup and hair but i help others and hope to one day make it a bigger part of my life. &lt;br /&gt;I discovered that doing artwork on other people is ten times more rewarding. I don&apos;t think anybody is ugly and i for sure don&apos;t think that makeup makes anybody look prettier or more beautiful. But the way i think about it is that your body is a temple and do you want your temple to be plain but beautiful or do you want it to be filled with luxuries and make it your own. I heard that quote from someone and ever since i felt differently about the whole beauty industry. I understand plain is good for some but for me i prefer the luxuries, i prefer to decorate and explore my temple, to see just how much i can get out of it. And i would like to help other people do the same.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Other than the typical use of makeup (by girls)&amp;nbsp;there is the less used but all the better makeup on guys. Its like a rule that if a guy is wearing makeup(done correctly) &amp;nbsp;he becomes like ten times hotter (its just the truth).&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;mean&amp;nbsp;who doesn&apos;t love captain jack sparrow... one of the many characters&amp;nbsp;, loved all the more because of their cunning use of makeup. makeup can really do whatever you want it to.Lets face it in our lives, ( especially as teenagers) we don&apos;t have a lot of controle over our lives. Makeup however we are completely in comand of, it listens to you, you controle&amp;nbsp;it and you wear it. You can bring out your eyes or cheekbones. You can look like an old woman if you would like.... or a sultury house made. The point is using makeup you can become what or who you want... or you can simply fool around with your own personal features.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody can use it, and anybody can become walking art, it really just kicks some seriouse ass. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2007 00:43:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>white chocolate.</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;I wasn’t afraid of much when I was younger, but I was the most gullible person you could ever meet. My being gullible meant a lot of fun for my aunt and older sister. Well all throughout elementary school my aunt and sister would be left alone with me on Friday nights so my parents and grandmother could go out for a children free night. That was the time of torture for me. Not only did I come to fear, to no end, Friday nights but I would also come to fear many other things resulting from the stories and tricks they did to me. One night after my parents left ,my aunt took out some white chocolate from the fridge. She ate a piece as I sat quietly in the corner of the living room not trying to draw attention to myself. After a few minutes I hear some coughing (coming from my aunt) I try to stay aloof. Eventually I broke down and glanced over at the couch to find Elizabeth (my aunt) staring at me with evil eyes. I quickly looked back at the TV hoping this look wouldn’t come to anything unfortunate. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&quot; you know what happens when I eat white chocolate?&quot; I hear coming from this thing that my aunt had now become. &quot; I have to wash it down with a little blond girls blood!&quot; she got off the couch and started creeping over to me. Before she got within 6 ft of me I bolted down the large wooden stairs. She quickly caught up too me, but I ran just a little faster slid into my grandmas closet and smacked the door into its frame, locking it as fast as my chubby little fingers would allow. I hid in the back of the closet to frightened to come out till my grandma and mom got back. My parents asked why I was in the closet and my sister and aunt calmly replied that I had just felt like being in there. I knew better than to argue… it would just come back to me the next time we were alone. But I remained petrified of white chocolate for many years after that… till I felt big enough to fight back and realize how stupid it was to think that’s what happened when you ate white chocolate. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 20 Oct 2007 20:50:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Apeman, by the Kinks</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;The song I chose was &lt;u&gt;Apeman, &lt;/u&gt;by the kinks. I chose it because, much like &lt;u&gt;Lord of the Flies, &lt;/u&gt;it raises awareness to true human nature. The whole songs underlying message is that everybody pretends they are so civilized but in all actuality we are no better or maybe even worse than animals. The first line of the song is &quot;I think I’m sophisticated ‘cos I’m living my life like a good homosapien&quot; much of the song is written in this somewhat sarcastic tone. Because he’s saying wow I &lt;u&gt;think &lt;/u&gt;I’m sophisticated, instead of I am which means that he isn’t actually sophisticated, he just believes he is much like the human race. Then later he says &quot; ‘cos compared to the flowers and the birds and the trees I am an ape man&quot;. This is saying that like I think I’m so great because I’m being a good person and I don’t drive that much and I do all the right things but then look at the birds and flowers, they are ten times better than I could ever be. I think its great that the kinks kind of call all the people that think like that on their bullshit. Because I think a lot of people do go around thinking their better than other people and such because they are conserving or because their doing all the right things their supposed to do, but then they might listen to this song and realize that hey I really am no better. I still live like I do and pollute the world. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&quot; In mans evolution he has created the cities and the motor traffic rumble, but give me half a chance and I’d be living in the jungle&quot;. I love this line because it points out that in peoples supposed strengthening we have created things that destroy the world and the atmosphere, but then he says and it hasn’t even made it a better place to live… I would much rather be living in the jungle, in nature than around all this stupidity. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;This is the song I would play to the world if I could because I think a lot of people, from listening to this song, would realize how stupid all our civilized bullshit is. I’m not so sure if it would really change anything but, even if it doesn’t, raising awareness is something that would be great so people can at least be aware of it even if their not going to change it.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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