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  <pubDate>Sat, 22 Aug 2009 21:35:52 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i don&apos;t get it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 23 Jul 2009 21:46:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i was afraid of this ... shouldn&apos;t get my hopes up</title>
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  <description>So. Apparently the federal government is not going to buy my story that i&apos;m physically and mentally fit to work as a Foreign&amp;nbsp;Service Officer for the State Department. According to an e-mail I&amp;nbsp;received last night, it&apos;s looking very unlikely that I&amp;nbsp;will be granted my medical clearance for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means that the job offer I&amp;nbsp;got back in May w/ the Foreign Service is for all intents and purposes, &amp;quot;void.&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; Without a medical clearance, I can&apos;t work for them. Period. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I have no job offers, no career prospects, nothing, as I&amp;nbsp;approach the thesis defense in a little under 3 weeks. I&apos;ll be homeless in one week, living out of my suitcases in a friend&apos;s basement here in Bloomington until the defense, then who the hell knows. Back home to my parents&apos; couch in&amp;nbsp;WV, for however long that lasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I *knew* it, I *knew*&amp;nbsp;it was too good to be true. and the worst part will be having to tell anyone that asks about how the whole Foreign Service process is going, that it&apos;s not anymore. no more job. nope. letting myself down, letting everyone else down. Follow up question?&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Oh, well surely you&apos;ve got some other offers on the way, right?&amp;nbsp;Surely you&apos;ve been applying to [insert a zillion different places here, including EPA, UN, EU, Department of Energy, Department of Agriculture, OECD, god knows what else], right?&amp;nbsp;Surely you&apos;ve got so many bright possibilities!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answer?&amp;nbsp;nope. nothing. on the bright side -- i &amp;quot;can&amp;quot; bum off my parents for a place to stay in WV and food and laundry for the time being. that&apos;s it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i&apos;ve just let everyone down, and ME down, so much. and all because i am me, and yes, i had eating disorders and depression and shit, but i saw people for it, and i was honest about it all. and now it means i most likely will not, can not, work for the State Department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 21 Jun 2009 02:12:42 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>wonder how long it will be before people notice a new &amp;quot;userpic&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;and set up. i didn&apos;t even know you could change these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am SO&amp;nbsp;TIRED of feeling&amp;nbsp;GUILTY and bitter and indignant about (almost) always being (almost) the only person who&apos;s always responsible for everything, always does everything they&apos;re &amp;quot;supposed to&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;and always,&amp;nbsp;ALWAYS&amp;nbsp;is the &amp;quot;responsible one,&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;and hates everyone around her who blows shit off without giving a fuck or feeling guilty about it, and gets away with it. Tired of it! I&amp;nbsp;know it&apos;s my fault for the &amp;quot;feeling guilty and bitter&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;part, that&apos;s all me and no one else.&amp;nbsp;So why can&apos;t i make myself stop feeling guilty about stupid shit like this?&amp;nbsp;Why can&apos;t I&amp;nbsp;stop &amp;quot;should&amp;quot;-ing on myself?!?!?&amp;nbsp;THIS&amp;nbsp;IS&amp;nbsp;MY&amp;nbsp;FUCKING&amp;nbsp;LAST&amp;nbsp;SUMMER&amp;nbsp;IN&amp;nbsp;BLOOMINGTON, and I am ALWAYS&amp;nbsp;UNDER&amp;nbsp;STRESS&amp;nbsp;WITH&amp;nbsp;WORK&amp;nbsp;AND&amp;nbsp;THESIS&amp;nbsp;AND&amp;nbsp;CRAP&amp;nbsp;AND&amp;nbsp;if i want to have dinner with CLOSE&amp;nbsp;GOOD&amp;nbsp;FRIENDS&amp;nbsp;one evening instead of sitting in on an &amp;quot;Obligation&amp;quot; dinner with staff that i will see 24-7 for some crap program I&amp;nbsp;got roped into helping out for at work -- then can&apos;t i?!? i will! and don&apos;t you try to make me feel guilty about it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so out of whack, my perspective is so out of balance and none of this shit matters in the big picture. but it, along&amp;nbsp; with all these other crap things i feel guilty and responsible for, i can&apos;t let go. god!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 18 Jun 2009 22:37:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>trying, but losing perspective!!</title>
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  <description>my boss says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;all you need to do is compartmentalize. like bill clinton. that&apos;s what kept him from totally ruining his presidency during the whole lewinsky thing. compartmentalize.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this = in response to my answer to her question of &amp;quot;How are you doing?&amp;quot; which was:&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;I am freaking out.&amp;nbsp;I am always stressed because I&amp;nbsp;can&apos;t think about anything else except for my thesis and the hoops I&amp;quot;m jumping through for the federal government&apos;s medical and security clearances.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should just be super happy that i&apos;m so close to the end of this wonderful journey that has been higher education, right??&amp;nbsp;i mean in the whole fucking scheme of things, i&apos;ve barely got anything left, and then i&apos;m THERE. but i&apos;m so exhausted, being my only own cheerleader here to get it done, to feel like there&apos;s nothing keeping me going except me saying, &amp;quot;yeah sure, hopefully that medical clearance will come through, the federal government WON&apos;T&amp;nbsp;have a problem with your anorexia and cutting and burning, you&apos;ll pass!!&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;.... god that&apos;s exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have no hypothesis to keep my thesis going anymore. eff.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Apr 2009 01:27:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>there is a bracelet around my left wrist that i just can not get off of my wrist on my own; i NEED&amp;nbsp;help. i NEED&amp;nbsp;someone else here to help me. the thread is so fine, the hole that the bead needs to go back through is so small, i can not manage it on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been alone, all alone, all day at home working on f*#%&amp;amp;@ing likely useless foreign service paperwork, because i will most likely not pass the foreign service oral assessment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now after being here alone all day at home, all i want is one cup of coffee, or one ice cream, with SOMEone. of course i could go get fucking coffee or ice cream alone if i just wanted the fucking coffee or ice cream, but that&apos;s not the point. just one fucking coffee or ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is no one. no one is free for coffee or ice cream. and i sit here alone with a bracelet around my left wrist that i cannot take off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you don&apos;t get why and how these things fit together, you just don&apos;t get it.</description>
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  <lj:mood>so. lonely. as per usual here.</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 14 Feb 2009 06:38:16 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>MEN. ARE. IDIOTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are SO&amp;nbsp;many reasons this past 9 days for me to lose faith in the male sex .... WTF???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate valentines day!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god damn it!</description>
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  <lj:music>&quot;Paradise by the dashboard light&quot;</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">&quot;Paradise by the dashboard light&quot;</media:title>
  <lj:mood>slightly drunk</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 09 Dec 2008 22:40:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i turn out pretty lame in comparison to others...</title>
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  <description>Bold the stuff you&apos;ve done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Bought everyone in the bar a drink&lt;br /&gt;02. Swam with dolphins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;03. Climbed a mountain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive&lt;br /&gt;05. Been inside the Great Pyramid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;06. Held a tarantula&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. Taken a candlelit bath with someone&lt;br /&gt;08. Said &amp;quot;I love you&amp;quot; and meant it ( i mean clearly to my family and closest friends. does that still count?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;09.Hugged a tree&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Bungee jumped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Visited Paris&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Watched a lightning storm at sea &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Stayed up all night long and saw the sun rise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Seen the Northern Lights &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Gone to a huge sports game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Grown and eaten your own vegetables&lt;br /&gt;18. Touched an iceberg &lt;br /&gt;19. Slept under the stars&lt;br /&gt;20. Changed a baby&apos;s diaper&lt;br /&gt;21. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;22. Watched a meteor shower&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Gotten drunk on champagne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope&lt;br /&gt;26. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Had a food fight&lt;br /&gt;28. Bet on a winning horse&lt;br /&gt;29. Asked out a stranger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. Had a snowball fight&lt;br /&gt;31. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can&lt;br /&gt;32. Held a lamb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Seen a total eclipse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34. Ridden a roller coaster&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Hit a home run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36. Danced like a fool and didn&apos;t care who was looking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Adopted an accent for an entire day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38. Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment&lt;br /&gt;39. Had two hard drives for your computer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Visited all states/territories/whatever in your country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41. Taken care of someone who was drunk&lt;br /&gt;42. Had amazing friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Got erased&lt;br /&gt;44. Watched whales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45. Stolen a sign -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Backpacked in Europe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;47. Taken a road-trip&lt;br /&gt;48. Gone rock climbing&lt;br /&gt;49. Taken a midnight walk on the beach&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Gone sky diving&lt;br /&gt;51. Visited Ireland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;52. Been heartbroken longer than you were actually in love&lt;br /&gt;53. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger&apos;s table and had a meal with them&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Visited Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;55. Milked a cow&lt;br /&gt;56. Alphabetized your CDs&lt;br /&gt;57. Pretended to be a superhero &amp;ndash; like Keri, when I was a little kid, of course.&lt;br /&gt;58. Sung karaoke&lt;br /&gt;59. Lounged around in bed all day&lt;br /&gt;60. Played touch football&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Gone scuba diving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;62. Kissed in the rain&lt;br /&gt;63. Played in the mud&lt;br /&gt;64. Played in the rain&lt;br /&gt;65. Gone to a drive-in theatre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;br /&gt;67. Started a business&lt;br /&gt;68. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken&lt;br /&gt;69. Toured ancient sites&lt;br /&gt;70. Taken a martial arts class&lt;br /&gt;71. Played D&amp;amp;D for more than 6 hours straight&lt;br /&gt;72. Gotten married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;73. Been in a movie &amp;ndash; Happy Birthday!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Crashed a party&lt;br /&gt;75. Gotten divorced&lt;br /&gt;76. Gone without food for 5 days -&lt;br /&gt;77. Made cookies from scratch&lt;br /&gt;78. Won first prize in a costume contest &lt;br /&gt;79. Ridden a gondola in Venice&lt;br /&gt;80. Gotten a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;81. Rafted the Snake River&lt;br /&gt;82. Been on a television news program as an &amp;quot;expert&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;83. Gotten flowers for no reason&lt;br /&gt;84. Performed on stage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Been to Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;86. Recorded music &amp;ndash; does taping myself playing piano and clarinet count?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;87. Eaten shark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Kissed on the first date&lt;br /&gt;89. Gone to Thailand&lt;br /&gt;90. Bought a house&lt;br /&gt;91. Been in a combat zone &lt;br /&gt;92. Buried one/both of your parents&lt;br /&gt;93. Been on a cruise ship -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;94. Spoken more than one language fluently &amp;ndash; umm, English and German??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Performed in Rocky Horror &lt;br /&gt;96. Raised children&lt;br /&gt;97. Followed your favourite band/singer on tour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;98. Passed out cold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country&lt;br /&gt;100. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over&lt;br /&gt;101. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;102. Sang loudly in the car, and didn&apos;t stop when you knew someone was looking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;103. Had plastic surgery&lt;br /&gt;104. Survived an accident that you shouldn&apos;t have survived -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;105. Wrote articles for a large publication&lt;br /&gt;106. Lost over 100 pounds &amp;ndash; over the entire course of my life? Definitely. Of course not at once.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;107. Held someone while they were having a flashback&lt;br /&gt;108. Piloted an airplane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;109. Touched a stingray&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;111. Helped an animal give birth&lt;br /&gt;112. Won money on a TV game show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;113. Broken a bone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;114. Gone on a photo safari&lt;br /&gt;115. Had a facial part pierced other than your ears &lt;br /&gt;116. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;117. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;118. Ridden a horse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;119. Had major surgery -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;120. Had a snake as a pet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;121. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon&lt;br /&gt;122. Slept for 30 hours in a 48 hour period &lt;br /&gt;123. Visited more foreign countries than U.S. States&lt;br /&gt;124. Visited all 7 continents&lt;br /&gt;125. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days &lt;br /&gt;126. Eaten kangaroo meat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;127. Eaten sushi &lt;br /&gt;128. Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;br /&gt;129. Changed someone&apos;s mind about something you care deeply about &lt;br /&gt;130. Gone back to school -&lt;/strong&gt; umm i think i&apos;m cheating on this one. I only had two hiatuses, each a few months. but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;131. Para-sailed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;132. Touched a cockroach&lt;br /&gt;133. Eaten fried green tomatoes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;134. Read The Iliad and The Odyssey&lt;br /&gt;135. Selected one &amp;quot;important&amp;quot; author who you missed in school, and read&lt;br /&gt;136. Killed and prepared an animal for eating &lt;br /&gt;137. Skipped all your school reunions &amp;ndash; I haven&amp;rsquo;t been to one yet. But there&amp;rsquo;s only BEEN one, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;138. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;139. Been elected to public office&lt;br /&gt;140. Written your own computer language&lt;br /&gt;141. Thought to yourself that you&apos;re living your dream&lt;br /&gt;142. Had to put someone you love into hospice care&lt;br /&gt;143. Built your own PC from parts&lt;br /&gt;144. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn&apos;t know you&lt;br /&gt;145. Had a booth at a street fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;146. Dyed your hair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;147. Been a DJ&lt;br /&gt;148. Shaved your head&lt;br /&gt;149. Caused a car accident &lt;br /&gt;150. Saved someone&apos;s life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total:&amp;nbsp;52. Or 62. I lost track of a 10-set somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... in other news. Huh. Do I be patient and just let things develop the way they will, however the fuck that is?&amp;nbsp;Even though I am about the least patient/most impatient person I know? Or do I tell someone how&amp;nbsp;I (think I)&amp;nbsp;feel about them, at the craziest, busiest, most distracted time of the year, so at least I&apos;ll fucking know one way or another if it&apos;s even worth it to keep (thinking I) feel that way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Time&apos;s going by and I&apos;m still marking it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why can&apos;t i think about other things instead?&amp;nbsp;like, how i&apos;m very grateful to get to go to NYC for the Bosch Fellowship selection round of interviews?&amp;nbsp;And that I&amp;nbsp;passed my foreign service written exam? and how many amazing AMAZING friends i have? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Oct 2008 03:16:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>five months ago I posted this:</title>
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  <description>&quot;But I wonder if … or at least I picture it kind of like …&lt;br /&gt;You feel like co-conspirators against the world, or with the world, or whatever – point is in the end you’ve got each other and you can do whatever you want with that power and that feeling, if you really wanted to. And despite how much I long for this kind of sappy romantic shit, realistically I always knew it would never happen with Andy Who, with Sergio, with George. And I know of course that will never happen with Hot Thomas either. RJ says I put too much stake into the whole idea (but he doesn’t believe in romantic love anyways), and I say he’s at least part right. But then I look around me, and I see it. I swear to god I do, or I see something beautiful there that I’ve never known, never. ...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really trying hard to keep rational, logical, normal, about this. I should. Knowing me, it will blow up in my face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck. This is actually how I feel now, but who is to say that he&apos;s not just totally seeing things from a friends only perspective?? I bet that&apos;s the case, but I really can not tell. Completely not. Because I suck at signals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*EDIT: I wrote that when drunk. But now that I&apos;m sober I reread it, and it&apos;s still legit. And I feel like an idiot for getting drunk on a Tuesday, but oh well.*</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 18 Oct 2008 21:59:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>not as depressing. i haven&apos;t done this in forever. From Patrick.</title>
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  <description>Comment and I will....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Tell you why I friended you.&lt;br /&gt;b) Associate you with something -- a fandom, song, color, photo, etc.&lt;br /&gt;c) Tell you something I like about you.&lt;br /&gt;d) Tell you a memory I have of you.&lt;br /&gt;e) Ask you something I&apos;ve wanted to know about you.&lt;br /&gt;f) In return, you need to post this on your own LJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also i really like that other meme with all the &quot;tough questions&quot; but i don&apos;t know how to hide and cut the text or whatever that is called. otherwise i&apos;d do that too, but it will get long here.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 26 Sep 2008 23:09:30 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i am so fucking tired of everything. this semester sucks. i am so fucking unhappy. why do i always have to be the one responsible for EVERYthing, and why am i so alone, and why don&apos;t i have anyone i can depend on? being independent and propping myself up all the time is so fucking exhausting.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 28 Jun 2008 21:25:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i feel like an awful person right now. and so so lonely. a simple hug would have sufficed.  i NEED to be able to let out my feelings, i NEED to, and i made an embarassing fool out of myself in front of my poor landlady this evening god i am so tired and everything had been going so well before today. and fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i needed to just cry!! don&apos;t stand there and say &quot;you need to calm down, just a good nite&apos;s sleep is what you need,&quot; of COURSE i know that crying inconsolably will not solve a problem!! just LET ME DO IT and get out of my system! god damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i fuck everything up?!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2008 17:51:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>waxing philosophisch on a Friday in Berlin</title>
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  <description>Maybe this is brought on by a rash of weddings among friends this summer … and/or seeing happy couples pretty much everywhere I wander around berlin, taking in the sights as raptured tourists, or on their way to or from work together sharing their day’s events with each other … point is, people together. And not just groups of friends (although I’d gladly take that right now too) am I missing – it’s that couple-ness. This has put me in a philosophical mood, and at first while I was watching a street concert downtown it was more of a calm zen-ish take it for what it is philosophical mood. Now it’s a more depressed, lonely one. But regardless.&lt;br /&gt;I’m not talking about friends, good friends, great friends, best friends. For the millionth time, I do realize how lucky I am to have so many close wonderful giving lovely amazing people around me, and people who care about me and people I can share so much with. And for the millionth time of course I am so grateful for them, in West Virginia and DC and Massachusetts and Indiana and Illinois and Michigan and Germany and increasingly all over, wherever they are. Of course I love them. For the millionth time, that is not what I am talking about here … and that is not what I can’t help longing for and what I get too easily depressed over.  I’m talking about this couple-ness, mutual and romantic and real love that in my warped, very very warped perception of things I imagine must feel, at least at times, wonderful. But I wouldn’t know. And that makes me sad. But I wonder if … or at least I picture it kind of like …&lt;br /&gt;You feel like co-conspirators against the world, or with the world, or whatever – point is in  the end you’ve got each other and you can do whatever you want with that power and that feeling, if you really wanted to. And despite how much I long for this kind of sappy romantic shit, realistically I always knew it would never happen with Andy Who, with Sergio, with George. And I know of course that will never happen with Hot Thomas either. RJ says I put too much stake into the whole idea (but he doesn’t believe in romantic love anyways), and I say he’s at least part right. But then I look around me, and I see it. I swear to god I do, or I see something beautiful there that I’ve never known, never. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically enough, the closest I’ve ever come to this “co-conspirators against the world, everyone else be damned” feeling with someone is RJ – except of course for the fact that our relationship always has been and always will be platonic. Even if we do find ourselves both still single at age 40 and go through with our marriage plans … it’s still not that same idealized image of love I have in my head. And I don’t care, I still want to believe it exists, I really think it does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve lost steam. Ok enough of that. In other news I have gone 7 days now without an alcoholic drink … and I am proud of that. Although it hurts at the same time, since that is apparently the main reason that my security clearance never came through – I was branded an alcoholic by someone, or someones, during the process. Wonderful. And this feeling of failure and idiocy and complete letting-down-my-family-and-SPEA-and-myself is something else entirely that I would rather not get into any more here, although I carry it with me everywhere I go here and am reminded almost every minute of the day how different this summer was supposed to be, working at the Embassy since mid-May and earning a great experience and fucking resume building and networking and meeting other people at the Embassy and on and on and on.  … Being denied the security clearance is completely my own fault, and I have fucking shot myself in the foot because apparently I am an alcoholic for real. And *now* is the time I go a week without a drink, without even wanting a drink. … Fuck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. Berlin really is gorgeous and I will always love this city no matter what and I am determined that this entire summer will not end up like 2005. But I still hurt in other places, for other reasons, and that all just came pouring out now. oh well, makes up for not writing here for a long long time I suppose. Despite this, i will make dinner and then take a train into the city, i think, and watch the sun set from/on/near my favorite bridge in Berlin. and this will be something.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 25 Apr 2008 22:08:11 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>scratch another thing off of my to-do list for the year :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-)</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Apr 2008 02:14:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>another first</title>
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  <description>well fuck, i just did it :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now let&apos;s see what the fallout is like ...</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 29 Mar 2008 05:32:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i&apos;m bleeding a lot. it hurts. my knee won&apos;t stop bleeding. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck am i fucking up? i don&apos;t get it anymore. what is so fucking wrong with me?</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 25 Mar 2008 11:43:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>new spring leaf</title>
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  <description>two things starting now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. no more smoking. just threw my half-full pack away. i&apos;ve tried this before, so i&apos;ll try it again. no specific reason; why not choose today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. every week i&apos;ll have more days when i don&apos;t drink than when i do. that sounds ridiculous, that i even have to put it that way, but I can&apos;t remember the last week i had when that was the case. Wait, yes I can -- the hospital last summer in Berlin. and that&apos;s obvious. there&apos;s no reason to spend so much money and take in so many calories that way. i hope i really am not developing alcoholic tendencies like my mother tends to believe, but even without what she said saturday night -- I know, I&apos;ve got to cut down how much i drink. i&apos;m tired of being the &quot;booze hound&quot; of the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully putting this here will help me stick to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more later. i actually planned to write something totally different last night! oh well.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 25 Feb 2008 02:26:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>OK so totally copying off everyone else, but inspired by Oscars.</title>
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  <description>If y&apos;all aren&apos;t tired of it by now, ID the quotes. I&apos;ll just put 10 because I don&apos;t know how to do the &quot;cut&quot; thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be really impressed if all of these get guessed correctly. Challenge! ooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &quot;Look at the sky now. What color is it? Or the way a hawk flies. Or you wake up and your ribs are bruised thinking so hard on somebody. What do you call that?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &quot;Fifteen!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&quot;Mother, just because I wear trackies and play sports does not make me a lesbian!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &quot;Now, just because someone sees, you know, two naked people asleep in bed together, it doesn&apos;t necessarily prove sex was involved. It does, however, make for a very strong case.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &quot;Are the other folks cows chewing cud until the hour comes when their heads roll? Or are they just keeping quiet like you, planning their escape?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &quot;I&apos;m voting for Dukakis.&quot; (I could TOTALLY quote this entire movie, I love them all! But I&apos;m thinking this is more of a challenge...?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  -- &amp;gt; &quot;Christ. When I was in flares, you were in nappies. --&amp;gt; &quot;My nappies were flared.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &quot;I&apos;m not obsessing...I&apos;m just curious.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &quot;When I rub my left eyebrow, it means I love you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &quot;You&apos;re sleeping on your feet like a horse. My mama used to say that to me when I was little.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2008 04:13:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;sick and tired, of always being sick and tired...&quot;</title>
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  <description>i am SO. RUN. DOWN. mentally, physically, emotionally, everything-ly. all i feel is run-down and tense, like, almost all the time. at least since the last time i posted here, nearly a month ago now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did NOT sign up for this. i&apos;ve done the grad school thing before, and i know i bitched about it back then too, but ... this semester blows that away. and not in a good way. now i&apos;m not talking about not being grateful for good things like peasant disco, mail order brides, chocolate prom, super bowl, &quot;atonement,&quot; rachel&apos;s birthday, just whatever decent time i get with my amazing friends here and talking to my amazing WV friends there and stuff like that. no. i&apos;m talking about the feeling that i&apos;m constantly drowning in 17,000 little details for START-EMA-IPAA-summer internship-trying to find money to do summer internship and go to SPEA without taking out tons and tons in loans. i hardly ever feel like i&apos;m actually STUDYING, and when i do, it often feels scarily un-productive and sub-par. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck am i in grad school for, anyway?!?!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this whole time the nagging feeling that it would all be at least a little easier to swallow and to handle with &quot;someone&quot; to make it through with...that feeling won&apos;t go away. it never goes away. no matter how much rational argument RJ has against it. it just never does, for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the fact that tomorrow, hearts and red and flowers and love and all that shit will be plastered everywhere does not improve my mood. despite the front i put up for things like black thursday, &quot;oooh yeah who gives a fuck if i&apos;m single?! not me!&quot; blah blah blah. that&apos;s of course so not true. *i* give a fuck that i&apos;m still, STILL, ALWAYS single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 Jan 2008 01:05:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>from a Richmond, IN hotel with free wi-fi...</title>
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  <description>LET&apos;S GOOOOOOOOO MOUNTAINEERS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KICKOFF IN JUST A FEW MINUTES!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY MOUNTAINEERS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...in other news, I had a mini-revelation or two on New Year&apos;s Eve/midnight, and enjoyed burning up all the regrets and negatives from 2007 so we could just get rid of them and start afresh for 2008. And stuff. This break has been extremely unproductive but with lots of movie watching and RJ, Melisa and Keri time so that&apos;s good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...maybe more later this week. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now = GOOOOOOOOOO WVU!!!!!!!!!!!! KICK OKLAHOMA ASS!!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 14 Dec 2007 07:53:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>what i might have wanted for christmas, in a perfect world</title>
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  <description>“If I needed you, would you come to me,&lt;br /&gt;would you come to me, and ease my pain?&lt;br /&gt;If you needed me I would come to you&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d swim the seas for to ease your pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the night forlorn the morning&apos;s born&lt;br /&gt;and the morning shines with the lights of love.&lt;br /&gt;You will miss sunrise if you close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;that would break my heart in two.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course i&apos;m an idiot and that won&apos;t happen, no matter how many amazing dreams i might have. i mean, if our entire conversation is based on only what I ask HIM, and HE doesn&apos;t bother asking anything back, but instead just answers, isn&apos;t that a clear sign that he doesn&apos;t really care, or ... what? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Dec 2007 05:20:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>because i&apos;m so procrastinating... i never do surveys but now = exception</title>
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  <description>LOVE &lt;br /&gt;(x) stayed single the whole year &lt;br /&gt;(x) kissed someone new &lt;br /&gt;(x) made-out with someone new &lt;br /&gt;(x) made-out in/on a car &lt;br /&gt;( ) kissed in the snow &lt;br /&gt;(x) kissed in the rain. &lt;br /&gt;(x) fell in love &lt;br /&gt;(x) fell in love with a fool &lt;br /&gt;(x) had my heart broken &lt;br /&gt;(x) broke someone else&apos;s heart &lt;br /&gt;( ) had a stalker &lt;br /&gt;( ) had a good relationship with someone &lt;br /&gt;( ) questioned my sexual orientation &lt;br /&gt;( ) came out of the closet &lt;br /&gt;( ) got pregnant &lt;br /&gt;( ) got someone else pregnant &lt;br /&gt;( ) got married &lt;br /&gt;( ) had a divorce &lt;br /&gt;(x) kissed someone of the same sex &lt;br /&gt;( ) dated someone I&apos;ll never forget &lt;br /&gt;( ) dated someone I wish I could forget &lt;br /&gt;(x) did something I&apos;ve regretted &lt;br /&gt;( ) lost my true love &lt;br /&gt;( ) lost faith in love (no, but very close...)&lt;br /&gt;( ) kissed under mistletoe (Are you kidding?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTHER &lt;br /&gt;(x) painted a picture &lt;br /&gt;(X) wrote a poem &lt;br /&gt;( ) ran a mile &lt;br /&gt;(x) listened to music I couldn&apos;t stand &lt;br /&gt;( ) double-dipped &lt;br /&gt;( ) skinny-dipped &lt;br /&gt;(x) went to a sleepover &lt;br /&gt;( ) went to camp &lt;br /&gt;(x) laughed till I cried &lt;br /&gt;(x) flirted shamelessly (on only two occasions, both of which are totally unlike me. oh well, i guess it counts)&lt;br /&gt;(X) visited a foreign country (yeah, a few...)&lt;br /&gt;(x) visited a foreign state &lt;br /&gt;( ) cooked a disastrous meal &lt;br /&gt;(X) lost something important to me &lt;br /&gt;( ) lost someone important to me &lt;br /&gt;(x) got a gift I adore (i love the card from esther, and Rj and melisa&apos;s e-mails, which i count as gifts. and my birthday. and the german saturday school group.)&lt;br /&gt;(x) realized something new about myself (that it&apos;s impossible, EVER, for me to run away from someone or something. plus i am a lot stronger than i give myself credit for.)&lt;br /&gt;(x) went on a diet (didn&apos;t work, obviously)&lt;br /&gt;( ) tried to gain weight &lt;br /&gt;(x) dyed my hair &lt;br /&gt;( ) came close to losing my life &lt;br /&gt;(x) went to a party &lt;br /&gt;(x) threw a party (&quot;American&quot; cookout in Limoges, last day in France)&lt;br /&gt;(x) drank alcohol &lt;br /&gt;( ) did (a) drug(s) &lt;br /&gt;(x) got drunk &lt;br /&gt;( ) got arrested &lt;br /&gt;( ) read a great book &lt;br /&gt;(x) saw a great movie (Pan&apos;s Labyrinth and Children of Men and Like Water for Chocolate!)&lt;br /&gt;( ) saw a movie so scary that it made me cry &lt;br /&gt;(x) saw my favorite band/artist live (Old Crow Medicine Show is close enough!!)&lt;br /&gt;(X) saw someone famous in person &lt;br /&gt;(x) did something I want to tell everyone &lt;br /&gt;(?) enjoyed this year overall .... is something amazing going to happen in the next three weeks?</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 Nov 2007 00:57:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>andrew van de kamp&apos;s words of wisdom</title>
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  <description>&quot;the opposite of love isn&apos;t hate...it&apos;s indifference.&quot; or did bree say that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. indifference sucks, it HURTS more than anything, and i am tired of setting myself up for the emotional kill. seriously. why am i such a glutton for punishment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am really stupid. and naive. and still HURT, but incredibly stupid as well. what is wrong with me? i DID put at least something of myself out there this time, i have, even if in small steps and even if it was kind of lame -- at least i tried. and nothing in return. worse than nothing -- multiple examples of complete indifference today. i don&apos;t get it, but i&apos;m tired of thinking about it. and feeling like less of a person for being hurt by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what&apos;s the magic answer to getting over someone? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just fuck it all. BWAH. i can&apos;t deal with this at this time in the semester, when i should be concentrating on SCHOOL and TWO TERM PAPERS and actually FINDING A SCHEDULE for myself for spring, when all my official advisors have abandoned me. why can&apos;t i concentrate on getting THESE THINGS DONE instead??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. oh and apparently my last entry is all null and void. fucking bells. i hear no bells now, i didn&apos;t &quot;snooze and lose&quot; this time, i just fucking lost. and wasted emotional and physical energy over it to boot. BWAH.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Nov 2007 13:58:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>new fave artist of the moment: Mike Doughty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome songs: looking at the world from the bottom of a well; white lexus; your misfortune; i hear the bells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fave lyrics of the moment:&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You snooze, you lose&lt;br /&gt;Well I have snost and lost&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m pushing through&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll disregard the cost&lt;br /&gt;I hear the bells&lt;br /&gt;So fascinating and&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll slug it out&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sick of waiting&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, i read this as hopeful/positive/optimistic for what&apos;s to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways not to say that they (necessarily) apply to my life right now...but...maybe the way I read them, they might...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff goin&apos; on right now requires calm, patience, laid-back-ness, wait-and-see-ness, and rationality from me. NONE of these are characteristics I possess in spades. And at the end of the semester, I have essentially none of any of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite this, I am gonna try to be happy and positive and, in the meantime, rock out to these songs on repeat and not get all neurotic over whatever it is.  There&apos;s only 3 weeks left in the semester after Thanksgiving; how bad can it be? (Don&apos;t answer that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. yayyyy melisa for your date!! no idea what the details are but i&apos;d love to hear &apos;em. and THANK YOU for your e-mail, i heart you. you are so awesome.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 30 Oct 2007 03:19:01 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>cost benefit analysis can kiss my ass. I am done. dude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news...quite the eventful weekend. good times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno how i feel having to return to school reality and the oppresive SPEA building ... trying to forget certain things (people?) because I should&apos;ve learned by now that this stuff doesn&apos;t work out for me, but for some reason I just haven&apos;t let go yet. Bad news. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop procrastinating! Go back to homework! Damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news: angel food cake cupcakes = ummm different... but i heart esther for her patience and help and stuff :-) and especially those messages that she leaves in my mailbox. Still, I think another verse of &quot;Annie Waits&quot; is in order, if you konw what I mean. If not, no biggie, I&apos;m tired and out of it thanks to school work and I&apos;m probably not coherent anyway.</description>
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  <lj:music>simon and garfunkel pandora station</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 20 Oct 2007 06:38:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>yeah i&apos;ve pretty much decided...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...life sucks. please don&apos;t try to convince me otherwise. when i start feeling positive about life again, i hope to god that i&apos;ll take a more positive outook on life. until then, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly right now i think all this = a bunch of crap anyway, but whatever. i&apos;m so glad for all of you who&apos;ve taken the time to talk to me in person/write me back.</description>
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