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  <title>Bernadette.</title>
  <subtitle>Bernadette.</subtitle>
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    <name>Bernadette.</name>
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  <updated>2006-03-06T18:11:25Z</updated>
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    <title>don't forget</title>
    <published>2006-03-06T18:11:25Z</published>
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    <content type="html">to add my new journal name to yer list, 'cause this one's out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vermruka is the name. vermruka.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:thebernadette:84954</id>
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    <title>thebernadette @ 2005-12-20T21:11:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-21T05:14:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-21T05:14:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">from andy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 5 of life's simple pleasures that you like most, then pick 5 people to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. dreaming, remembering the dream, writing about it and reading it later&lt;br /&gt;2. eating in a restaurant by myself on a rainy day&lt;br /&gt;3. putting my hair in a million tiny braids and sleeping with them that way; undoing them the next morning&lt;br /&gt;4. listening to all my best music while riding the train&lt;br /&gt;5. new socks after a shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. dancing while home alone</content>
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    <title>odif</title>
    <published>2005-12-15T22:05:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-15T22:05:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i smell like a JC Penney's haircut.</content>
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    <title>kringle</title>
    <published>2005-09-23T02:58:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-23T02:58:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i've decided that i can't wait much longer for Christmas to come. it needs to be here. rather, December needs to be here, and the 20 or so days leading UP to Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;this year will be especially great, due to my cabin-like, rustic setting. i'm going to stick a giant tree in the far corner, away from my couch, and then i'll sheath it in a network of sparkling lights, and colorful balls, and perhaps glittery gold string. i'll probably end up wrapping gifts for friends early, and putting them under my own tree, for want of having a complete aesthetic. &lt;br /&gt;and there will be tea, and there will be warm food, and there will probably be a fire in the fireplace. now that i think about it, i should be putting up the christmas lights now; it's never too early to feel the way they make me feel.</content>
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    <title>not just anybody</title>
    <published>2005-09-01T19:08:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-01T19:08:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm too lazy and uninspired to write in this hellish thing. it's only fun to write on stiff paper anymore, with mirado black warrior pencils, fresh out of the packaging. i can't properly write from this ergonomic chair - give me excavated quilts, funny gifted pillows from my mother, and the strange, clean scent of cloves, solidified in wafts of marijuana.</content>
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    <title>thebernadette @ 2005-08-01T11:58:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-01T19:01:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-01T19:01:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hey guys!! it's my 22nd birthday. i'm here hanging out in Seattle with Zak, soon to retreat to Lake Sammamish, which is about 15 minutes outside the city.  Lake Sammamish might seem a familiar name to you, because Ted Bundy kidnapped one of his victims there. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, since i'm not near my mailbox right now, i don't yet know if any of y'all sent me anything to cheer me up, but i guess i'll find out soon enough. god, i sound greedy. but no! i just miss regularly talking to and/or seeing my friends! i hope you guys are doing well. &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>thebernadette @ 2005-05-27T02:28:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-27T09:28:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-27T09:29:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hi guys. i'm in a fucking movie. and it's fucking crazy.&lt;br /&gt;i constantly have this beautiful, charming makeup artist in my face, i've got free homemade food being shoved at me,&lt;br /&gt;there's an endless stream of words of encouragement... hell, i'm surrounded by beautiful people&lt;br /&gt;all day long who want nothing more than to have a good time &amp; show their respect for everyone&lt;br /&gt;around them, and then at the end of each of these days, i get to retreat home to the woods,&lt;br /&gt;where i can silently lie in my backyard, eating an apple.</content>
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    <title>still in denial</title>
    <published>2005-05-02T19:48:16Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i'm still in denial that i'm moving in less than 24 hours!&lt;br /&gt;like, i am no longer going to be able to call philadelphia home!&lt;br /&gt;shit is crazy.&lt;br /&gt;i should go listen to some nirvana to put me in the mood (as opposed to &lt;br /&gt;continuously playing my newly-amassed collection of 60's arabic music,&lt;br /&gt;which only serves to remind me of my beautiful job and how sad i am to &lt;br /&gt;have to leave it).</content>
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    <title>whoa</title>
    <published>2005-04-25T04:50:51Z</published>
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    <content type="html">even though i am sitting at my computer, in my bedroom, i just felt for a moment that i had a seatbelt on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i just got 3'd with my co-worker ... we drove around Old City while smoking joints - which is dangerous, but worth it. I said I was hungry, as I always do, so we stopped at a convenience store, where I grabbed for the first edible item I saw. As I was standing in line to be checked out, my co-worker looked down and he said, "holy shit, do you realize what you're buying?" i lazily glanced at the bag's label and noticed that it said, in neon orange cursive script, "MUNCHIES", at which point i had no choice but to toss the package onto a nearby shelf and mutter 'ridiculous' under my breath.</content>
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    <title>thebernadette @ 2005-04-16T19:09:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-17T02:08:45Z</published>
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    <content type="html">what's up slobs. i'm in seattle right now, and it's better than ever. wish i didn't have to go back on monday. wish i could snap my fingers and see z sitting next to me, smoking a cigarette.</content>
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    <title>update</title>
    <published>2005-04-10T03:22:46Z</published>
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    <content type="html">at the restaurant, when i'd look into the mirror that was behind the table, i'd think we were in japan having an important luncheon at the top of a skyscraper. then, a few minutes later, i swore that i was looking at my mom, in the 1970's, waiting in a nail salon to get her nails painted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, the food tasted better than ever and i miraculously transformed into a spanish-speaking expert of some kind. i don't know where all that shit was coming from, but i was totally shooting the shit with the mexican waitress. oh and at some point my hand turned into scooby doo, and i thought i was made out of a waterfall.</content>
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    <title>buy my stuff</title>
    <published>2005-04-06T20:56:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-06T20:57:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">GIANT MOVING SALE AT MY HOUSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, April 23rd &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also a going-away party of sorts, because I'm moving the following Saturday, FOREVER.&lt;br /&gt;(Though I am absolutely making trips back to Philly on a semi-regular basis to visit Roxy, eat at my favorite restaurant, and ... well, those are the only things I like about Philadelphia.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, it will be going on pretty much all day - there will be food, alcohol, music, and THINGS FOR SALE. REALLY CHEAP THINGS. Like vintage clothing, some modern clothing (Gap jeans, etc), shoes, knick-knacks, CDs, books, fiber-optic lamps, wall hangings, fa;sldkjfas;ldfkjsd;lfkj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone make it? I will be really depressed if no one shows up and I have to simply throw everything away.</content>
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    <title>lost and found</title>
    <published>2005-04-03T03:47:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-03T03:47:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">!!&lt;br /&gt;i love this picture. one of my favorites of me as a little person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bestmessageboardever.com/uploads/photo-896.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <title>thebernadette @ 2004-08-01T11:16:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-01T15:30:10Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I really think I got my birthday started off right. This morning, when the clock struck midnight, I believe I was either in the drive-thru at Taco Bell or sitting on Amber's couch as she baked me a cake. It was seriously the sweetest gesture, considering it was so late, and I have to say it was the best-looking AND tasting cake I've ever eaten at any birthday. Chocolate with green icing... and then Amber set a crucifix behind it so it looked like some weird grave... and then, since we didn't have any candles, we burned a stick of incense on that shit. Hippie cake. (I have a photo! I will post it later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was so fun; I loved Amber's house &amp; everyone inside it. I am also really sad that Kate will be moving. =( Oh but wait, so am I. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm actually up *early*, even though it's technically 11:30, because I didn't go to bed until about 3:30. I have to go soon to get ready for Atlantic City, which is where Zak and I are spending my birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all have a lovely afternoon, and be sure to wish me luck! If I win big I'll give a little portion of it to anyone who decided to wish me luck in this entry. See ya!</content>
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    <title>I like it.</title>
    <published>2004-04-23T02:23:23Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-23T02:37:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I think my favorite livejournal user is 'randomsummer'. It's this 19 year old boy from Rhode Island. He reminds me of me when I was about 16. I love it. He's my kind of writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and p.s. his name is 'Raf'. Perfect!</content>
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    <title>I just saw this in Kate's journal and decided it was cool.</title>
    <published>2004-04-14T00:55:39Z</published>
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    <title>thebernadette @ 2004-04-09T15:25:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-09T19:24:38Z</published>
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    <content type="html">My favorite phrase is when someone says "So-and-so is rolling in his/her grave."&lt;br /&gt;It's so... cute!</content>
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    <title>Update</title>
    <published>2004-04-07T21:46:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-07T21:46:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is my number one pet peeve:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone you're talking to expresses their definite and heartfelt opinion on something, (i.e. "I hate dogs so fucking much oh my god everything about them I will never like them everything about them is terrible") and then you offer YOUR opinion, which happens to be the exact opposite, and then this person immediately RESCINDS their previously-stated opinion, or says something like "Well, I don't really HATE dogs...their shedding bugs me, though." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO DUMB.</content>
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    <title>Oh and P.S.</title>
    <published>2004-04-05T17:44:01Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-05T17:44:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is my future car (for moving cross-country):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img28.photobucket.com/albums/v85/zvkvriv/28-Green_Camper.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <title>=*(</title>
    <published>2004-04-04T02:45:00Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-04T02:45:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I went to Ticketmaster and EVERY Morrissey show in New York is sold out. =/ And on Ebay -- all of the tickets cost about a trillion dollars. I'm gonna cry! I missed him in 2000 and I'm about to miss him again.</content>
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    <title>$$$$</title>
    <published>2004-04-03T14:45:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-03T14:45:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Someone finally bid on my Marc Jacobs skirt for $89.99 and I'm seriously PUMPED. As in, I can feel adrenaline rushing through me. Ebay RULES. I hope other people bid on it, too, so the price will go HIGHER AND HIGHER.</content>
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    <title>welp.</title>
    <published>2004-04-02T03:29:11Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-02T03:29:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i've been up for a real real long time now (i'm not EVEN counting the 2 hours of sleep i got between 1 and 3 this morning -- because like, well, they don't count) and i feel....great? like hell?&lt;br /&gt;we just had dinner at alyan's and i had to prop my head up in my hands to keep myself from falling asleep in my salad.</content>
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    <title>Fallin' in love with a face in a magazine...</title>
    <published>2004-03-23T23:06:42Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-23T23:06:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, it looks like Kate and I are going to the RIVERVIEW (a theater I've never patronized but have heard a lot of hilarious stories about!) to see a live broadcast of PRINCE'S tour kick-off in Los Angeles. It is seriously going to kick a lot of (tight, little, purple-panted) ass, even if he does end up singing nothing but his new-fangled GOSPEL hits. If I could have it MY way, his set list would include the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Tamborine&lt;br /&gt;2) Soft &amp; Wet&lt;br /&gt;3) Take Me With U&lt;br /&gt;4) Pop Life (he might play this because it's not sexual)&lt;br /&gt;5) Raspberry Beret &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will realistically look more like "God Is In U" and "Praise the Purple Lord" or some shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, to mention the color purple for the 3rd time in this entry, I'm planning on dressing in HEAD TO TOE purple just to be stupid. Maybe I'll get a little funkdafied elsewhere, too, like with my hair or makeup. It's not often I uh...let loose or what-have-you. (Going all-out at that London club's Goth night has fueled my wacky fire.)</content>
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    <title>SOMEONE COME SEE AIR WITH ME.</title>
    <published>2004-03-19T17:54:42Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-21T02:48:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Here are some ... things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If I don't move very, very soon and retreat to a heavily wooded area surrounded by mountains, I'm going to go completely insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I want to go see 'Air', who are performing next month at the Electric Factory. Anyone want to join me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I haven't touched my novel-in-progress in about a month and a half. So I guess it isn't in progress anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. William S. Burroughs &lt;s&gt;was very attractive as a youngin&lt;/s&gt; looks exactly like my junky friend David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I need to get my license, as well as an old (but driveable) VW bus. Preferably green.</content>
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    <title>thebernadette @ 2004-03-17T13:38:00</title>
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    <content type="html">Last night I had a dream that I was at least 20 years older...it was far into the future....and I was in a nightclub. Sitting at a darkened table, sipping...something.&lt;br /&gt;There was live music...and a girl came out on stage -- and it was Kate! Except Kate was still the age she is now, so it was very strange. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she started singing and it was a little bit like that scene from 'Mulholland Drive', if you know what I mean. Just very passionate and saddening, in a way! And I just kind of cried at my table because her voice was so beautiful.</content>
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