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		<title>Its about the journey not the destination...............</title>
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			<description>Dear Universe,
   As you are well aware-I LIVE on the east coast.  Here on the east coast it is the MIDDLE of WINTER-as you are also aware of.  In the MIDDLE of WINTER, ticks fucking die, hibernate...what the fuck ever.  The bottom line-they are not supposed to be attaching themselves to unsuspecting hosts and sucking them dry.  So...Universe...why is it...that I am the only fucking person I know that finds a tick attached to their body on the 23rd of January 2006???  Not just any tick..I might add...a DEER TICK..which oh..by..the..way...HAVE FUCKING LYME DISEASE

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So..there...dear..Universe..now that you understand my frustration...WHY WOULD YOU FUCKING DO THIS TO ME???  Is there not someone else out there who needs to go through some crisis???  Is not taking away my parent&apos;s enough???  Is not taking my BF away enough??? Will Lyme Disease be enough???  OR WILL IT NEVER FUCKING END????

HELLO...IT IS THE MIDDLE OF WINTER...WHY IS A TICK ATTACHING ITSELF TO ME????

O.K.  I&apos;m calm now.  Tantrum over.  Yes, my doctor removed a tick from my body today.  Yes, my doctor informed me that it was a deer tick.   Yes, my doctor also informed me that he didn&apos;t believe the tick was attached to me long enough to pass on the dreaded Lyme Disease.  Yes, the tick is being sent to a lab to see if it indeed does have the dreaded Lyme Disease. Yes, we believe the tick attached itself to me on Saturday when we went skeet shooting.  Yes, we were doing shots of Patron while skeet shooting...so therefore a whole brigade of ticks could have attached themselves to me...and I would have been none the wiser.  Yes, I&apos;m perfectly aware that thou shall not imbibe while playing w loaded weapons.  Yes, we all came back alive..however, one with a tick.  Happy, happy, joy, joy.  IT&apos;S THE MIDDLE OF WINTER FOR FUCKS SAKE...HOW???...HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN?????????????</description>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 24 Jan 2006 01:50:27 GMT</pubDate>
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			<description>&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;What a fuckin mess I am this morning!!!&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;I have no car, no keys, no phone, no backpack, no favorite hat, no favorite jacket, no i-pod, no car&amp;#133;&amp;#133;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;How the hell did I get into this predicament???&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;It all started with a simple lunch.&lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;LC and I went to Julian&amp;#146;s at lunch time-thought we should share a bottle of wine&amp;#133;and it all went down hill from there&amp;#133;&amp;#133;&amp;#133;&amp;#133;..&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;From Julian&amp;#146;s we went to Billy&amp;#146;s, and it was there that SK met us.&lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;As I was riding w LC-it was really not up to me when we could leave.&lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;And the next thing I knew-we couldn&amp;#146;t go back to work to get my things-because it was apparently too far out of the way for drunken fools to navigate too.&lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;So LC dropped me off at home (much to my doggies&amp;#146; great relief) and I stumbled around on the deck trying to figure out the combo to the outdoor safe I keep my spare key in.&lt;SPAN style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/SPAN&gt;That was a sight!!!&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;Now I&amp;#146;m sitting here waiting for LC to pick me up and listening too:&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;&quot;Right To Be Wrong&quot;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;SPAN style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I&apos;ve got a right to be wrong&lt;BR&gt;My mistakes will make me strong&lt;BR&gt;I&apos;m stepping out into the great unknown&lt;BR&gt;I&apos;m feeling wings though I&apos;ve never flown&lt;BR&gt;I&apos;ve got a mind of my own&lt;BR&gt;I&apos;m flesh and blood to the bone&lt;BR&gt;I&apos;m not made of stone&lt;BR&gt;Got a right to be wrong&lt;BR&gt;So just leave me alone&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I&apos;ve got a right to be wrong&lt;BR&gt;I&apos;ve been held down too long&lt;BR&gt;I&apos;ve got to break free&lt;BR&gt;So I can finally breathe&lt;BR&gt;I&apos;ve got a right to be wrong&lt;BR&gt;Got to sing my own song&lt;BR&gt;I might be singing out of key &lt;BR&gt;But it sure feels good to me&lt;BR&gt;Got a right to be wrong&lt;BR&gt;So just leave me alone&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You&apos;re entitled to your opinion&lt;BR&gt;But it&apos;s really my decision&lt;BR&gt;I can&apos;t turn back I&apos;m on a mission&lt;BR&gt;If you care don&apos;t you dare blur my vision&lt;BR&gt;Let me be all that I can be&lt;BR&gt;Don&apos;t smother me with negativity&lt;BR&gt;Whatever&apos;s out there waiting for me&lt;BR&gt;I&apos;m going to faced it willingly&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I&apos;ve got a right to be wrong&lt;BR&gt;My mistakes will make me strong&lt;BR&gt;I&apos;m stepping out into the great unknown&lt;BR&gt;I&apos;m feeling wings though I&apos;ve never flown&lt;BR&gt;I&apos;ve got a mind of my own&lt;BR&gt;Flesh and blood to the bone&lt;BR&gt;See, I&apos;m not made of stone&lt;BR&gt;I&apos;ve got a right to be wrong&lt;BR&gt;So just leave me alone&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I&apos;ve got a right to be wrong&lt;BR&gt;I&apos;ve been held down to long&lt;BR&gt;I&apos;ve got to break free&lt;BR&gt;So I can finally breathe&lt;BR&gt;I&apos;ve got a right to be wrong&lt;BR&gt;Got to sing my own song&lt;BR&gt;I might be singing out of key &lt;BR&gt;But it sure feels good to me&lt;BR&gt;I&apos;ve got a right to be wrong&lt;BR&gt;So just leave me alone&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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			<pubDate>Fri, 02 Dec 2005 13:18:43 GMT</pubDate>
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