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  <title>cut me and i bleed glitter</title>
  <subtitle>srsly. glitter.</subtitle>
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    <email>eaclloyd@googlemail.com</email>
    <name>Beth</name>
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  <updated>2008-03-05T01:50:45Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bethz0r:47139</id>
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    <title>Picture a Week</title>
    <published>2008-03-05T01:42:29Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-05T01:50:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Skullcrusher Mountain - Jonathan Coulton</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm going to try a new thing where I post a picture or sketch a week. I have a strong feeling I'll forget or end up being too lazy to post, but I'll give it a go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's today's, a Vaguely Militaristic Seal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Punchline: Terrible" src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w160/bethz0r/DSC00234-1.jpg" width="300/"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't have a nose, which I quite like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm in love with &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=avxpn_MsPYs"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bethz0r:47002</id>
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    <title>5000 Words</title>
    <published>2008-02-19T01:47:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-19T02:05:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Gardenia - Mandy Moore</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Since I have nothing interesting to say, I thought I'd post a couple of my arts. Apologies for the quality of some of these; they're photos of drawings, which doesn't work well, but I don't have a scanner with me at university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w160/bethz0r/sonaked2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have no idea wtf is going on with the hover effects on the images. Damned pre-made themes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w160/bethz0r/real2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w160/bethz0r/lovesick2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w160/bethz0r/jellyfish2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w160/bethz0r/DSC00065.jpg" width="300"&gt;&lt;/center&gt; </content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bethz0r:46754</id>
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    <title>Renewed respect for polar adventurers and the homeless.</title>
    <published>2008-01-31T02:32:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-31T02:34:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Granted I only walked for half an hour, and it wasn't in anywhere near freezing temperatures or anything serious like that, but I feel I have just faced possibly the most physically trying experience of my life. Jesus, there is a storm outside like nobody's business and my mascara is all to fuck. Traumatic, to say the least.</content>
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    <title>2008, from a more sober perspective.</title>
    <published>2008-01-05T00:59:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-05T01:24:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Matt Berry's Myspace</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Apparently 2008 is the Year of the Drunk LiveJournal Posts in the nerd zodiac, because everything up until this point has been written under the influence of quite a lot of booze. Luckily I've had time between parties to dry out and am currently completely sober. LiveJournal seems a lot more daunting than it did when I was 16 (or full of vodka), possibly because now I'm aware that having a blog almost automatically makes you a twat. But I'm going to give it another go. Mainly because, let's face it, I've got a bit of a thing about overstated twattery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I found some short stories, &lt;a href="http://www.burningbuilding.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, which I enjoyed, and read them to avoid having to do any work on my dissertation, which is due in 9 days.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bethz0r:46222</id>
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    <title>2008.</title>
    <published>2008-01-03T00:30:32Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-03T00:30:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Suede - Trash [1996]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Apparently I posted while I was drunk the other night. Well... Kevin made me drink champagne and play guitar hero and dance to Erasure. So.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bethz0r:46011</id>
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    <title>Of Long Absences and Self-Doubt</title>
    <published>2008-01-01T02:36:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-01T02:36:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So... erm, haven't posted in a while. I've been thinking about getting back into blogging for a while - what better date than this? I've just&amp;nbsp; managed to get horrendously drunk on £10 and had my coat&amp;nbsp; stolen. Awesome. Ugh.</content>
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    <title>Onwards...</title>
    <published>2003-12-08T23:13:07Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-08T23:13:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, on Saturday night, I bought myself a domain: &lt;a href="http://www.puppypizza.com"&gt;PuppyPizza.com&lt;/a&gt;, so as of now, I shall be 'blogging over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to leave LiveJournal, as I think it's a fantastic service, but there are some things that I'd have liked to be able to do that I can't. Since buying a domain and getting a paid LJ account were about the same price, I made a judgement call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;a href="http://www.puppypizza.com"&gt;PuppyPizza.com&lt;/a&gt; it is.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bethz0r:45493</id>
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    <title>Of Pointless Lists</title>
    <published>2003-12-08T19:01:20Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-08T19:01:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stole this from: &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='reflaxion' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://reflaxion.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://reflaxion.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;reflaxion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:x: piercings = Ears.&lt;br /&gt;:x: shoe size = 6 (UK sizes).&lt;br /&gt;:x: hair color = Brown with blonde hightlights (that are growing out).&lt;br /&gt;:x: siblings = One sister, two half-sisters.&lt;br /&gt;LAST...&lt;br /&gt;:x: movie you rented = Just Married&lt;br /&gt;:x: movie you bought = Um... Little Shop of Horrors, I think.&lt;br /&gt;:x: song you listened to = Go! - Letters to Cleo&lt;br /&gt;:x: song that was stuck in your head = Roll To Me - Del Amitri&lt;br /&gt;:x: cd you listened to = Sticks and Stones - New Found Glory&lt;br /&gt;:x: person you've called = My sister, last night - she didn't pick up.&lt;br /&gt;:x: person that's called you = Uh. My sister, last week.&lt;br /&gt;:x: tv show you've watched = Delia Smith's Christmas Cookery or something of the like.&lt;br /&gt;:x: person you were thinking of = Disease-ridden slut monkey Gregg, because he is IMing me.&lt;br /&gt;:x: friend you made = Philip.&lt;br /&gt;DO...&lt;br /&gt;:x: you have a crush on someone = Not so much.&lt;br /&gt;:x: wish you could live somewhere else = Definately.&lt;br /&gt;:x: you think about suicide = Nah.&lt;br /&gt;:x: you believe in online dating = Meh. Not really.&lt;br /&gt;:x: others find you attractive = I doubt it. :P&lt;br /&gt;:x: you want more piercings = Yep. I'm still owed one from my pwning exam results.&lt;br /&gt;:x: you drink = Yes.&lt;br /&gt;:x: you do drugs = Not often.&lt;br /&gt;:x: you smoke = Never.&lt;br /&gt;:x: you like cleaning = No.&lt;br /&gt;:x: you like roller coasters = Yes.&lt;br /&gt;:x: you write in cursive or print = Cursive.&lt;br /&gt;FOR OR AGAINST...&lt;br /&gt;:x: long distance relationships = Depends on how serious you are about the other person.&lt;br /&gt;:x: using someone = Against.&lt;br /&gt;:x: killing people = Against.&lt;br /&gt;:x: teenage smoking = Against.&lt;br /&gt;:x: doing drugs = Undecided.&lt;br /&gt;:x: driving drunk = Against.&lt;br /&gt;:x: gay/lesbian relationships = For.&lt;br /&gt;:x: soap operas = For. :/&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE...&lt;br /&gt;:x: food = Chicken.&lt;br /&gt;:x: song = atm, Co-Pilot - Letters To Cleo, but it changes frequently.&lt;br /&gt;:x: thing to do = Doze.&lt;br /&gt;:x: thing to talk about = Uh... Anything that I care about.&lt;br /&gt;:x: sports = I hate sport with a passion.&lt;br /&gt;:x: drinks = Apple tango.&lt;br /&gt;:x: clothes = New dress/jeans and a comfy tee&lt;br /&gt;:x: movies = Little Shop of Horrors, Kevin Smith films.&lt;br /&gt;:x: singer = Jason Mraz/Dashboard Confessional&lt;br /&gt;:x: holiday = Christmas&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU...&lt;br /&gt;:x: ever cried over a girl = Yes.&lt;br /&gt;:x: ever cried over a boy = No.&lt;br /&gt;:x: ever lied to someone = Yes.&lt;br /&gt;:x: ever been in a fist fight = Not as such.&lt;br /&gt;:x: ever been arrested = No.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT...&lt;br /&gt;:x: shampoo do you use = John Frieda Thickening Shampoo&lt;br /&gt;:x: shoes do you wear = Dunlop Green Flashes.&lt;br /&gt;:x: are you scared of = Rejection.&lt;br /&gt;NUMBER...&lt;br /&gt;:x: of times I have been in love? = None.&lt;br /&gt;:x: of times I have had my heart broken? = One.&lt;br /&gt;:x: of hearts I have broken? = One. :(&lt;br /&gt;:x: of guys I have kissed? = Six.&lt;br /&gt;:x: of people I would classify as true, would trust with my life type friends = I don't know. Maybe one.&lt;br /&gt;:x: of people I consider my enemies? = None.&lt;br /&gt;:x: of times my name has appeared in the newspaper? = Many.&lt;br /&gt;:x: of scars on my body? = A bunch - the legacy of my terrible balance.&lt;br /&gt;:x: of things in my past that I regret? = Many.&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE...&lt;br /&gt;:x: disney movie = The Sword in the Stone or Sleeping Beauty&lt;br /&gt;:x: word = Uh. I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;:x: nickname = Hmph. I will not say that *that* name is my favourite.&lt;br /&gt;:x: guy name = Nathan.&lt;br /&gt;:x: girl name = Emily.&lt;br /&gt;:x: eye color = Green.&lt;br /&gt;:x: flower = Lily.&lt;br /&gt;:x: piercing = Tongue.&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU THINK YOU ARE...&lt;br /&gt;:x: pretty = No.&lt;br /&gt;:x: funny = Not really.&lt;br /&gt;:x: hot = No.&lt;br /&gt;:x: friendly = I try to be.&lt;br /&gt;:x: amusing = When I fall over stuff.&lt;br /&gt;:x: ugly = No.&lt;br /&gt;:x: loveable = Not really.&lt;br /&gt;:x: caring = Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;:x: sweet = No.&lt;br /&gt;:x: dorky = Very.</content>
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    <title>Of Christmas Dances and Exotica Music</title>
    <published>2003-12-06T21:56:25Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-06T21:56:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Roll To Me - Del Amitri</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, I haven't been doing very much for the past few days. Had lots of homework which I've done very little of. Hum. Kevin and I have resolved to download Volumes One and Two of &lt;a href="http://www.comfortstand.com/catalog/001/index.html"&gt;Two Zombies Later&lt;/a&gt;, so he's getting the first and I'm getting the second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school Christmas Dance, my excuse to dress up pretty-like for the year, is coming up on the 17th. The Christmas Dance is like a big ceilidh with Scottish dancing and all, and we're all going out for a meal beforehand, since it's our last dance before we leave school. I'm all organised, (wearing &lt;a href="http://www.kebeol.net/bethdress.jpg"&gt;this dress&lt;/a&gt;) except that the &lt;a href="http://www.shoe-shop.com/invt/sch06986&amp;amp;bklist=icat,3,,750"&gt;shoes&lt;/a&gt; I ordered were too big, and didn't match each other, so we had to send them back. They'll probably be here in time, but it doesn't really matter anyway, as I'll probably have to take them off to dance. :P</content>
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    <title>Of Nicknames and Various Fetishes</title>
    <published>2003-12-01T20:35:00Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-01T20:36:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Go! - Letters to Cleo</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I've just been browsing &lt;a href="http://www.nerve.com"&gt;Nerve.com&lt;/a&gt;, a site which &lt;a href="http://www.zoctagon.com"&gt;Kevin&lt;/a&gt; recommended. Read &lt;a href="http://www.nerve.com/fiction/crane/howard/"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.nerve.com/fiction/elliot/beatup/"&gt;three&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.nerve.com/fiction/iagnemma/robots/"&gt; stories&lt;/a&gt;, of which I liked the second the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems I've earned myself a new nickname at school. While filling in our Yearbook forms (favourite food, song, band, phrase etc) I was stumped for a nickname, and so asked those sitting in the common room with me to suggest one. Unfortunately, they chose "cocksucker" (or Beth "I love a swollen phallus" Lloyd) and even more unfortunately, it seems to have caught on. :/</content>
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    <title>Of Bridge Phobias and Trepanning</title>
    <published>2003-11-30T20:21:22Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-30T20:21:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/lunatics/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/lunatics/v.jpg" title="I&amp;#39;m Charles the Mad. Sclooop." border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/lunatics/"&gt;Which Historical Lunatic Are &lt;i&gt;You&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/"&gt;From the fecund loins of Rum and Monkey.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <title>Of "Practice" Deaths and Perceptions of Time</title>
    <published>2003-11-25T16:02:20Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-25T16:02:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Co-Pilot - Letters to Cleo</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Had a meeting with my English teacher today to discuss my Personal Study - a 4000 word dissertation on two books of our choice. The result was thus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Autobiography, fiction and metafiction:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Study of the relationship between fiction and autobiography in 'Slaughterhouse 5' and 'Lanark'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this dissertation, I intend to examine the forms in which fiction and autobiography appear in the two chosen novels and to evaluate the unique effects created by their combiantion."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should be fun.</content>
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    <title>Of Firmware and Sleepy Poems</title>
    <published>2003-11-20T00:25:29Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-20T00:25:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Omaha - Counting Crows</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I had a lovely day today. It was just a regular Wednesday, but for some reason it felt like more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs contentedly* Just finished a bit of housekeeping work in iTunes. The ID3 tags were a bit muddled, which was leading to confusion and duplication. Then I finally got round to making myself a sleepy playlist for use with Desdemona my iPod and her sleep timer function, which I use almost nightly. For some reason, my On The Go playlists still delete even though I have the newest firmware for my iPod, and I was getting sick of putting in the same playlist every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll go to bed soon, as I didn't get to sleep till 3.30am this morning, because I had to finish a poem for my Advanced Higher English class. If it was any good at all, I'd post it here, but it was shit. Maybe after I've redrafted it I'll deem it fit for the world outside room E1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new craze seems to have swept the common room, namely tricking people into saying the same thing twice and then mocking them by shouting "Two times!" in their faces. It's strangely compelling.</content>
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    <title>Rawr</title>
    <published>2003-11-17T18:43:32Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-17T18:43:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Selfless, Cold and Composed - Ben Folds Five</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.theorlandobloomfiles.com/amusement/onlinepaperdoll/paperdoll.html"&gt;Rawr&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Of Nerds and Paedophilia</title>
    <published>2003-11-16T21:14:45Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-17T18:16:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Kevin's gone to London. According to his blog, he was online earlier in the day, but I was napping then, so I missed him. Just got a text from him; he's playing a "nerd game" with John and his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching Charles II, which has the evil guy from A Knight's Tale in it. He's hot. Apparently, a few of the cast of the HP films is in this; Sean Biggerstaff who played Oliver Wood (rarr) and Christian Coulson who played Tom Riddle (rarr) to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to &lt;a href="http://www.mugglenet.com"&gt;Mugglenet&lt;/a&gt; Tom Felton is 6'1", which seems like a good height to me. I wonder how tall Daniel Radcliffe is now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to decide what to get for Christmas. I think I'll go for a GameCube. I haven't had a console since the PlayStation first came out, and there are a couple of games out at the moment that I really want. SSX 3 looks superb, it got a fantastic review at &lt;a href="http://www.gamespot.com"&gt;Gamespot&lt;/a&gt; and I must try Quidditch World Cup, even if it is supposed to be a bit shit. I'd also like to try Animal Crossing, as it looks like a happy, stress-free game and Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Chaos Bleeds because my obsession knows no bounds.</content>
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    <title>Of Wooly Hats and Gameshows</title>
    <published>2003-11-15T19:23:47Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-15T19:23:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.plastic-rabbit.co.uk/wafflings.html"&gt;John&lt;/a&gt; has posted an intelligent and very well written article on his blog, which I enjoyed and thoroughly agree with. Go read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='plastic_rabbit' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://plastic-rabbit.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://plastic-rabbit.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;plastic_rabbit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is going to London tomorrow to stay with &lt;a href="http://www.plastic-rabbit.co.uk/wafflings.html"&gt;John&lt;/a&gt;. I wanted to go, but I am poor. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought myself a hat today. It's grey with sequins on. I like it, but I've been getting stick from my mum and sister for it. They're just jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're watching some awful gameshow. Mum says it's called "Give a Mink a Villa", but I think she might be lying.</content>
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    <title>Of Giant Toads and Fluttering Swans</title>
    <published>2003-11-14T18:38:39Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-14T18:38:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Something Wicked This Way Comes!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">At Kevin's prompting, I downloaded the PoA trailer that WB accidentally uploaded. I was suitably impressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some thoughts: Music is lovely, goes with the mood beautifully. Liked the whole Macbeth thing. Am not pleased because Draco looks like a ned. :( Much squeeing for Neville and his grown-up-ness. Alan Rickman in a skirt! I take back everything I said about Gary Oldman as Sirius - he's going to be great. Undecided on the Dementors as yet - the cloak was fantastic but I'm not sure about the hand. Daniel Radcliffe - buh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling that Alfonso Cauron is going to be better for the HPverse than Chris Columbus. The first two seemed a bit flat, but this one looks like it's going to be great. I can't wait for it. :)</content>
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    <title>Much Aching</title>
    <published>2003-11-08T11:40:41Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-08T11:40:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sword of Damocles - Rocky Horror Show Soundtrack</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Unh. I am not well. Went to the doctor yesterday, who said I have 'flu. (Actual real 'flu, not what people think they have when they have a bad cold. *cough*dad*cough*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really in the mood to do anything, except indulge my love of crappy movies. Yesterday I watched The Beverly Hillbillies movie. Again. It's one of those films, along with such classics as Drop Dead Fred and Watership Down, that my sister and I used to watch all the time. Made me feel a little better. I also watched the Rocky Horror Picture Show, which made me happy. I was interested to find out that the guy who played Rocky Horror has shied away from publicity and now owns an antique shop in England.</content>
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    <title>Supreme Lack of Motivation</title>
    <published>2003-11-04T23:07:20Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-04T23:07:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Charles Atlas Song - Rocky Horror Show Soundtrack</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I am so bored. And I have a really nasty cough. And I have English homework. And tomorrow, I have to meet with Her Majesty's Inspectors with the rest of the Head and Senior Prefects and some other pupils and talk about the school board. And I have to get an announcement put in the bulletin to make sure that people remember to go to that meeting. And episodes of Buffy (&lt;font size="-2"&gt;I heart Andrew&lt;/font&gt;) &lt;font size="-2"&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;take a really, really long time to download on 3.13kbps dialup. And, uh... I can't think of anything else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, that helped, I think.</content>
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    <title>Of Jelly Beans and Carrots</title>
    <published>2003-11-02T21:47:26Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-02T21:47:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>If You're Gone - Matchbox20</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Urg. You know when you've got a massive jar of jelly beans and you know you should stop eating because you're starting to feel sick, but then your hand subconsciously goes for another jelly bean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want another carrot. They are so. good.</content>
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    <title>Holidays and Such</title>
    <published>2003-11-02T17:35:59Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-02T17:42:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>A Letter to Elise - The Cure</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So while I was on holiday, I kept a blog. For part of it. Well, a day and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday 9th October 5:26am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our holiday started a day earlier than I had expected, as apparently it was cheaper to get a room for the night and use the hotel’s parking than it was to leave our car in the airport’s "secure" lot. We left our house at 7pm on Tuesday (just after Buffy), travelled to the Thistle Hotel at Aberdeen Airport and stayed there for the night. Well, I say the night, but I really mean all the night that happens up until 4:30am, when my parents woke me up and dragged me to Aberdeen Airport (which is less than five minutes away) for our flight leaving at approximately 6:40 and a disappointing sausage sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Aberdeen to London flight takes about an hour, which is peanuts in the grand scheme of things, and I fell asleep almost instantly reading Hey Nostradamus! by Douglas Coupland and listening to NFG on my personal CD player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived in London, I immediately regretted not bidding on an Airport Card on eBay, as one of the first things I saw was a poster saying that wireless had come to Heathrow airport. When we got into the terminal, Dixons taunted me; they had Apple laptops sitting across from wireless PC cards. So cruel. To console myself, I found an Internet booth, whose keyboard was metal and whose screen flickered like a mother, and typed a reply to Kevin’s LJ post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we boarded an American Airlines Boeing 777, which would take us to Chicago. We had the very, very back seats, so they didn’t recline all the way back, but we weren’t bothered because, as a family, we’re far too nice to recline our seats further than about 20º when we’ve got people behind us anyway. The entertainment for the 8 hour journey was 2 Fast 2 Furious, the remake of The Italian Job, Johnny English, a BBC TV movie called Sweet Revenge, or watching my dad get more and most flustered with the fidgety guy doing callisthenics in the seat in front of him. I opted for The Italian Job, Sweet Revenge and a smidgen of annoyed!Dad. I also tried to watch Johnny English, but it was so incredibly bad that I had to turn it off in favour of more of my book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Chicago airport, nothing much eventful happened, except that we saw a man with a small whippet dog, which, to my delight, was going to Los Angeles too. In the line to board the plane, we overheard him speaking to another passenger telling them that the dog was just over 8lbs - less than me when I was born. To sit on the plane, the man put it into a bag that resembled a lobster creel made of the kind of mesh used in travel cots and stowed it under the seat in front, which happened to be mine. I could think of nothing but that poor puppy, but it was extremely well behaved and didn’t even try to run away when he opened the creel at LAX. There was also a man who insisted on talking very loudly into his Bluetooth handsfree kit and kissing his blonde, and much younger girlfriend aggressively, while making sure everyone saw his t-shirt, which advertised the movie-related company that he obviously worked for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I’m in a hotel called the Embassy Suites in LA, having got here at about 8:30pm - 4:30am body-clock time - last night. Inside the hotel are bizarre Disney-esque raised ponds and the whole place smells like the ET ride at Universal. We ordered room service for the first time in my hotel experience and it was brought up almost immediately by a waiter who said that his friend was the limo driver for Nicholas Cage (Apparently, Nic loves Macallan).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 10th October 10:33am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're driving around Hollywood in an attempt to waste some time so that we can go to a museum that doesn't open till 11:30am. JUst saw the Hollywood sign, but it's a bit misty so it was just grey letters on a slightly darker grey background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We picked up our rental car yesterday - a beautiful blue PT Cruiser, and then headed over to the Getty Centre, which is a massive art gallery on top of a hill.  It was really pretty actually, but most of the paintings were from before the 19th Centuy. Not only were these too drab for my tastes, but they didn't suit the ultra-modern, completely white architechture and interior design of the Centre, which I thought was a bit of a shame. It was also very foggy when we were there, so it felt like we were above the clouds, which was very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there, my parents decided that since I had been so patient in the art gallery, we could go shopping. We went to a fairly crap mall with American versions of New Look and Logo, but I got a dress in the Macy's sale, so I was happy. On the way back to the hotel, we saw a billboard for the Spearmint Rhino Gentlemen's Club, which has to be a euphemism for something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh. That's about it as far as my holiday blog goes. After that, I sort of lost interest as there was plenty of other things to do: shopping, visiting museums, reading copious amounts of slash, and (post-iPod purchase) listening to my entire CD collection on random. The rest of the holiday was a whirl of jelly beans, maps, onesies and petty theft.</content>
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    <title>Current Obsession: Evading Packing</title>
    <published>2003-10-06T19:48:48Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-06T19:48:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Whee. I have been avoiding doing anything useful for the past few days in favour of... &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.kebeol.net/rivbeautysalon.jpg" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is based on a conversation Kevin and I had while watching The Two Towers.</content>
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    <title>Current Obsession: Being Hungry</title>
    <published>2003-10-05T11:43:41Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-05T11:43:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Lady Of The Flowers - Placebo</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I am bored and hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin is not online. *checks to make sure* Oh. He is. I shall go and speak to him then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am worried about Mercutio, my laptop. Someone pushed my bag off a table while he was in it. :/ His volume, mute and brightness buttons aren't working now and I'm not sure if I'm imagining this, but the display seems to have moved a few millimetres to the right. I'm hoping it'll be fixed when I restart. If not, I will cry.</content>
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    <title>bethz0r @ 2003-10-02T18:00:00</title>
    <published>2003-10-02T17:00:39Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-02T17:00:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hmm, well. I didn't pass. I was failed for being too far to the left of the road when turning right, not checking my mirror before braking at a junction, and for going too slowly in town. :/</content>
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    <title>Current Obsession: Freaking Out</title>
    <published>2003-10-01T22:18:21Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-01T22:18:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Skatanic - Reel Big Fish</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My driving test is tomorrow. I'd really, really like to pass first time, if for no other reason than to beat my sister, who failed her first test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My PC, Burke, is being a complete bitch at the moment, locking up on every single game I own (even Theme Hospital). I downloaded the latest drivers, and the newest version of Direct X, but he's still freezing. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going on holiday to California next week, where I shall hopefully be buying myself a new wardrobe and an iPod, which will be lovely for listening to any of my obscure CDs or reading pr0n. Just me and my parents, as my sister has gone back to Uni; those of you who've read my account of last year's holiday to Cyprus at &lt;a href="http://www.kebeol.net"&gt;Kebeol.net&lt;/a&gt; will know how much fun that's going to be. With any luck, we'll get to visit: a few theme parks, the &lt;a href="http://www.winchestermysteryhouse.com"&gt;Winchester Mystery House&lt;/a&gt;, a lot of shops, a Mac store, a real film studio and possibly the Intel museum.</content>
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