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  <subtitle>...just some thoughts...</subtitle>
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  <updated>2004-05-02T16:42:14Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:0xconnellx0:3512</id>
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    <title>we're invincible</title>
    <published>2004-05-02T16:42:14Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-02T16:42:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>UNDEROATH! -Reinventing your exit</lj:music>
    <content type="html">saw my cousins baptism today.  surprised to see a methodist resemble alot like a catholic church, but not bothered; we're all on the same team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeliing pretty good today.  rained like crazy last night during the community supper.  my cousin got saved, which is awesome.  I love that kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WANTING TO:&lt;br /&gt;-finally record the demo&lt;br /&gt;-find a new band name&lt;br /&gt;-post a graphic novel (ha, next 20 years)&lt;br /&gt;-finally get my room cleaned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall start on the latter.  LATER!!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:0xconnellx0:3318</id>
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    <title>smash your idol shrines</title>
    <published>2004-04-29T02:25:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-29T02:25:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>new BLC demo</lj:music>
    <content type="html">its amazing how the way things turn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far i'm fighting in this valley (yeah a valley) and this morning i have reached the far pit of it.  this morning was my worst to wake up as.  But who ever said there's tea parties in this gig?  Jesus didn't.  More than enough comfort for me.  Campus Crusade won't happen until next fall, so this was our last day.  It was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was ok, and then I got to church.  It was when i went into a room that me and the guys started praying at.  Its dark, and I can only hear the voices of my brothers.  I read Amos 3 at the tail end.  God would smash my altars and mansions, because I turned them into idol shrines.  All I had to do was clear away from the junk, so God can really bless me; he can't bless me if I bring before him stuff from this world that are un holy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood-Line Calligraphy is awesome, just got their chick singer.  And now it is time for bed for me.  Good night world.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:0xconnellx0:2926</id>
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    <title>man, am i never maintained on here</title>
    <published>2004-04-28T11:28:56Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-28T11:28:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok ok, i know i know.  I have not posted in a fartin month and a half i think...alright, things will change.  this is my homepage.  this will be in my face! every time i go on the web.  lol.  love ya'll and eat chicken.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:0xconnellx0:2748</id>
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    <title>ack cwap</title>
    <published>2004-04-10T11:48:56Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-10T11:48:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dead Poetic- "New Medicines"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">1 Corinthians 9: 24-27....sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 7:30 in the morning after Good Friday.  I know exactly why I am up this early.  Yes! I do!  I'm beating my body (no no...no masochism here) because I'm opener at the YMCA Pavilion.  That's starting work at 6:30 A. Frackin' M.  Oh boy, here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm taking clothes to the clothing closet and trash to the trash place...lots of bags in the truck and a hope not to throw the wrong things in the wrong places ("Hey Bob! Someone tried to donate some trash!")  And then I work at 10-2.  Then to Marina's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was alright.  Woke up at 11 am (man..what contempt..) and chilled for a while.  Cleaned some of my room while the bro played Diablo II, and then Bacon called at 12:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yo"(me)&lt;br /&gt;"Sup?"(bacon)&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing, thought you were going to Concord Mills?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah...Samuels can't go."&lt;br /&gt;"Ha, I can't either, no money."&lt;br /&gt;"I'm with ya on that."&lt;br /&gt;"I'm cooking pizza.  Want some."&lt;br /&gt;"Sure."&lt;br /&gt;"Later."&lt;br /&gt;"Later." (-click-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's what we did.  Chilled, ate pizza, watch Matrix Reloaded.  i wanted to see Revolutions, but Nathan was matrixed out.  So Bacon left for work, me and the bro chill some more, and then worked outside.  He freakin rocks, bro cleaned my truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I out.  Wish me luck for work today.  Ciao</content>
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    <title>i wake with unkempt hair...</title>
    <published>2004-04-06T11:08:00Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-06T11:08:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>As I Lay Dying "Behind me Another Soldier Falls"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">man i slept hard.  last night after practice my stomach was cussing me out while watching the Jesus and Paul special on ABC. The special was thought provoking, but i was worn out from band practice, i felt like going to bed early; so I stayed up and watched the rest till 11.  I read a devotion on christcore.net, and it blantly stated "God is Still on the Throne."  Meaning to me, and to what the devotional is saying, God is higher and mightier above me; who am I to think I can take on the burdens on my own strength?  Check it out.  Go to &lt;a href="http://www.christcoremusic.net/devofull.php?devoid=1&amp;&amp;devotitle=God%20is%20still%20on%20the%20throne"&gt;http://www.christcoremusic.net/devofull.php?devoid=1&amp;&amp;devotitle=God%20is%20still%20on%20the%20throne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you later, kid.</content>
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    <title>waking up with a prayer on my lips</title>
    <published>2004-04-01T12:21:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-01T12:21:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bike Race- Taking Back Sunday</lj:music>
    <content type="html">today, i think will be different.  it must be.  today is the first day i prayed in the morning.  today, i write in a journal entry on what may happen today, and not what did happen yesterday.  Is that so weird?  Maybe it is, but who cares.  I wrote this to wish you the best days of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:0xconnellx0:1992</id>
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    <title>uhm...is thursday my band or something?</title>
    <published>2004-03-12T18:13:05Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-12T18:13:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/dashguitargirl/1075849878_hathursday.JPG" border="0" alt="thursday"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thursday is writing your life story!you're more&lt;br&gt;concerned with the bigger issues of life rather&lt;br&gt;than high school drama. this is all well and&lt;br&gt;good, but don't get so caught up in your&lt;br&gt;figurative language that it seems like you're&lt;br&gt;speaking Nepalese. like that's a language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/dashguitargirl/quizzes/Which%20Band%20Is%20Writing%20Your%20Life&amp;#39;s%20Story%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Band Is Writing Your Life's Story?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:0xconnellx0:1713</id>
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    <title>slumber seems to be a stranger</title>
    <published>2004-03-12T05:29:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-12T05:29:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Amon Hen" Fellowship of the Ring</lj:music>
    <content type="html">yyeeeeeep...two cups of black coffee, and a bio folder done.  i'm so in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is alright, tomorrow will be better.  nothing bad happened today, just know that tomorrow is always better, in some way, shape, form, aura, filltheblank.  on a strange side, i did find a book about ninja mind control...pretty cool, gonna have to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah...to anyone i know personally, i'm not ignoring ya'll...i just got alot of bizjunk to take care of.  blessed be to you.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:0xconnellx0:1320</id>
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    <title>lies have brought me here. fade away.</title>
    <published>2004-03-10T12:44:57Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-10T12:44:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>soundtrack of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so begins a new day.  amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i went to bed last night at freakin 8pm, and woke up still! at 6.  what the creep?  i'm sleep deprived or something.  good news, class don't start till 9.  so i can do homework.  LOL, woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as of yesterday, it was fine, except at work.  i started to get dizzy spells which sucked bad, and i could't concentrate on  working with the kids; kids of the age 4th and 5th grade.  mad.  oh well, hope it doesn't happen yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marina hasn't seen Braveheart yet!?  what are we going to do?!?  I know! :)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:0xconnellx0:1141</id>
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    <title>new quizez</title>
    <published>2004-03-08T12:19:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-08T12:19:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/nickoval/1037440583_tsthursday.JPG" border="0" alt="thursday"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/nickoval/quizzes/What%20emo%20band%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What emo band are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm...help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/I/Iceangel143/1073242029_turesdemon.JPG" border="0" alt="Demons..."&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your a Demon! Heh, really, what on earth did you&lt;br&gt;answer? Oh well...Demons are evil, mischevious,&lt;br&gt;spiteful, malicious, dark, or just plain bad&lt;br&gt;creatures. They abide in shadows and cemetaries&lt;br&gt;and to hide from wary eyes, become one with a&lt;br&gt;shadow. Appearences may  vary. Some are horned&lt;br&gt;red or blac fearsoem creatures with whiplash&lt;br&gt;tounges, others look like clogs of smog, and&lt;br&gt;others look like cream and when it hits coffee&lt;br&gt;kind of effect. Eitherway, Demons swoop around,&lt;br&gt;causing jvoc and Choas, and have no good side.&lt;br&gt;You have been warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Iceangel143/quizzes/What%20Mythical%20Beast%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Mythical Beast are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>FUNNY!</title>
    <published>2004-03-06T22:22:59Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-06T22:22:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ladyinterference.com/assorteds/quiz.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ladyinterference.com/assorteds/nought.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ladyinterference.com/assorteds/quiz.html" target="_blank"&gt;what decade does your personality live in?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quiz brought to you by &lt;a href="http://www.ladyinterference.com/" target="_blank"&gt;lady interference, ltd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, go me.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:0xconnellx0:683</id>
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    <title>the enemy has no forsight, of course he is blind</title>
    <published>2004-03-04T03:38:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-04T03:38:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Incredible.  I talked to my youth pastor about a good question: whenever you experience absolute and divine truth, meaning you know more about what is ahead of you and who God is than before, things don't get easier.  They actually get worse, or at least they feel like it.  Since Saturday, things have felt burdensome.  They weren't bad days, or at least not any worse than they usually are, but feel like they are is ten times greater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enemies bite.  I'm not talking about enemies on this world, but Enemies that try to play games with you in spirit.  Yeah...those guys.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what?  Today was not a tragedy.  I learned that the Enemies are only minor spirits.  I'm too small to take them on, but My God is larger than this universe; kinda like looking at an aquarium, and I'm the plastic guy in the wet suit and air mask.  Why am I guy?  I really don't know, but those things rule.  So yeah...My God is awesome, because he sees what's ahead of me, and I don't think it's a tragedy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go Idaho</content>
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    <title>A new Day</title>
    <published>2004-03-01T02:24:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-01T02:24:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>hopesfall "End of an Era"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So begins day one of this journal entry and a new view of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I saw the passion twice, of course extremely moved by it.  I couldn't imagine the actual thing, as accurate as Mel's dipiction of Christ is, because the movie was still only a fraction of what really happened.  Nevertheless, fraction or whole, my mind is set anew on how i'm suppose to treat this life.&lt;br /&gt;For those who haven't seen it, i encourage you to go see it; you won't walk out the theatre the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another game of Diablo II, and then bed.&lt;br /&gt;peace.</content>
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