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  <pubDate>Sat, 27 Mar 2004 22:51:45 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;small&gt;*psssst*&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve gone, but you can add me to my new journal if you love me. I&apos;ve already added some people, but if you &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; want to know, comment and i&apos;ll push you in the right direction. It&apos;ll be fun, i promise&lt;br /&gt;i loved neon_stars to death i reckon, it was time for me to grow up slighty. Plus i&apos;m sick of certain beings knowning my businaaaarse.&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;*SQUISHES TO ZEE NEON_STARS ERA&quot;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and I have a new email address too.. again, let me know if you want it &amp;lt;3</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 27 Mar 2004 21:45:24 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;terminal&quot;&gt;WOAH WOAH WOAH; It&apos;s gonna blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&amp;goodnight.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 26 Mar 2004 13:03:34 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Lastnight was a bit poo, which is probably why i&apos;m feeling a bit bleeeurgh today. That&apos;s my new word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;bleeeurgh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a good word oui?&lt;br /&gt;I went for a shower before I watched the repeat of Friends on E4, as planned. But the candle I lit burnt out within about 5 minutes of me showering. And I was too lazy to get out and go and turn the light on. So I showered in the dark. I could have slipped and died. But I didn&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;Then I watched Friends and whinged as I noticed my hair hair getting fluffier as time went on. Not cush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm.. Yes, Ryan is making me update because I don&apos;t have the energy to actually say what my day was like. I don&apos;t really have the energy to type in this either, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got attacked by Charli&apos;s dog on the way back from work, he&apos;s ohso lovely.. and likes to sniff my bum. How rude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugh, this entry started with some stucture and now it&apos;s gone. How gay.&lt;br /&gt;My head hurts, and I feel like I have heartburn in my stomach, and I want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends cut. If i&apos;ve taken you off my list, do the same. It&apos;s probably just because I don&apos;t interest you, and you don&apos;t interest me. You don&apos;t update enough, or you bore the shit out of me. Don&apos;t feel offended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleeeurgh&lt;br /&gt;exoh</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 25 Mar 2004 22:52:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;ve been told i&apos;m allowed to update again, which is just as well really :D I realised as I was walking home from my &quot;mustgetchocolate&quot; adventure, that there was a few things i&apos;d forgotton to write in my last post/s. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the doctors, I felt a bit queezy, so to speak. And my mum drove me back to her office [which is just round the corner from our house] for a cup of tea :] I&apos;ve never been to her office before and I&apos;d only ever met one of her work buddies. OH MY GOSH. The amount of times I heard the words &quot;boobies&quot; and &quot;willy&quot; was UNBELIVEABLE! I was sat on one of the twirly chairs, with a cup of tea with &quot;Helen&quot; written on it. Odd. And there was a huuuage picture of ME on my mums wall. A rather bad one at that. It&apos;s my driving license photo o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after I giggled hysterically for about 20minutes, my mummy walked me home where I made BACON AND EGG SANDWICHES. Holy hell. Infact, because I was a warrior [harhar] I had TWO. mmmm &amp;lt;3 It was jolly nice. And then, I went driving, but before I did, I got a text message from my mum;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Brrrrmmm, zsa zsa cottie butt&quot;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! &amp;lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;I came home from driving, and went to work. Which is lame, but I saw Ali.. Which, wasn&apos;t so lame. He was walking his grandma&apos;s dog for her. And because she lives in the bungalows next to the shop, we bumped into eachother as I was on my way in. It was awkward, and even more awkward when his Grandma started SCREECHING my name, although, it wasn&apos;t my name, and she&apos;s a bit senile. &quot;ISABELLE&quot; o.O bleeeugh, not cush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came home, I asked my mum about the text, and apparently she got an email at work, and it was one of those annoying chain letters where you take a certain letter from your name and that gives you a new name, or something o.O And zsa zsa cottie butt was mine :| Hers is boobie cottie butt. So we&apos;ve been calling eachother boobie and butt all night &amp;lt;3 It&apos;s a good excuse to use potty humour. Heee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm.. I rented Love Actually aswell, which i&apos;ll watch after the friends repeat on E4. And I&apos;ll eat my creame egg and go &quot;ooooo&quot; lots :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&apos;s for Andy, just coz.&lt;br /&gt;exoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s woah woah woah woah woah woah long update</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 25 Mar 2004 12:32:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m updating again, because.. well.. i&apos;m TRAUMATISED!&lt;br /&gt;The doctors didn&apos;t go well at all. I was extreeeemely nervous. &lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, I saw the nurse and almost cried. She didn&apos;t look like a very nice person, but infact she was quite lovely. She said this would be a piece of cake concidering I had so many piercings. The pain of the needle? Fine. The fact that she couldn&apos;t find a vein? HORRIBLE! Eugh, I went a lovely shade of yellow first apparently. Then she switched arms and started &lt;b&gt;hitting&lt;/b&gt; me to try and find a vein. She said i had rather deep veins which would make the whole procedure harder than it should be. Fabulous. My mum&apos;s the same, and when she was pregnant with me, they had to take blood from her &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;NECK&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; *squeals* So she tried again, and this time I went a lovely shade of green. Yum. It wasn&apos;t the needle that was making me so ill, it was that fact that she had this big oversized elastic band thing around my arm, making my blood rush from my body and pump into my arm, thus making me feel really really horrible. After a while I just went white and I couldn&apos;t see or hear properly so she had to stop. Making the ENTIRE thing pointless. I could have cried, like actually cried. She told me to go away and gear myself up for Monday. How on earth? Eugh, I feel sick.. and It&apos;s times like these where I wish I had someone to give me a cuddle :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for updating again, i&apos;ve been trying to keep my posts down to 1 or 2 at the least a day *slaps wrists* Nevermind :]&lt;br /&gt;exoh &amp;lt;3</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 25 Mar 2004 10:26:18 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>It&apos;s 10am, and I&apos;m awake. I&apos;m actually quite impressed *nods* YOU should be too :]&lt;br /&gt;I have my appointment with the nasty lady today. She&apos;s going to steal my blood *squee* I&apos;m scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up with a sudden urge to listen to Britney Spears ; Boom Boom. Hilarious. I think of Miss Rosie everytime now. Haha, speaking of the Rosie, she was in the paper lastnight. She&apos;s one of many new reviewers :] I squeeled mightily when I found out. So so proud of the Rosie &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lena text me lastnight, telling me to download Hoobastank ; The Reason. Ohsolovely. I recommend it, and am now downloading the rest of the album, because, well I quite like them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at around 5am, because of the rain. I love waking up in the morning and listening to the rain. It makes me feel gooey inside, especially if my music is on repeat from the night before. Which is was. Jimmy Eat World &amp;lt;3 [/emo fagness]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastnight as a whole, was pretty nice actually. I spent quite a bit of time talking to Andy [&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_chio102&apos; lj:user=&apos;chio102&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://chio102.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://chio102.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;chio102&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;] &amp;lt;3 it was lovelylovelylovely, even my space bar agrees. We spoke of Paris adventures and dreams of sunsets. One day eh? A girl can dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I watched Bruce Almighty, nice film. It reminded me too much of a Disney film to actually like it though, although.. Monkey coming out of a mans ass. That HAS to happen more often in films. OH how I laughed. Nothing like a bit of potty humour to tire a gal out after a long day. I was only awake for like.. 8 hours yesterday though, that is really really bad. But it showed, I was a bit ditzy and fleh all day. Especially at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry doesn&apos;t really have much of a structure does it? Oh how I love paragraphs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&apos;m not a perfect person&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to do those things to you&lt;br /&gt;And so I have to say before I go&lt;br /&gt;That I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve found a reason for me&lt;br /&gt;To change who I used to be&lt;br /&gt;A reason to start over new&lt;br /&gt;and the reason is you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exoh&amp;hearts</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 24 Mar 2004 18:58:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Do I smell or something?&lt;br /&gt;Boycott Lizzy day? I reckon so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;How can you sleep until 5pm?!?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Because I&apos;m a sleeping god, that&apos;s why. I was up on the phone till 6:30am this morning. I miss doing stuff like that. The last time I stayed up till 6:30am was with Kris McKenna &amp;lt;3, and he made me play the piano naked. Hohum, memories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay was a bit of a twat before. Thanks for that. I already feel about 10cm tall, now.. even smaller. Thankyouthankyou. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m concidering doing another friends cut, but bigger, and more harsh. Because.. I want too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Thomas is like.. My best friend &amp;lt;3 He made me laugh and smile all yesterday, telling me stories of his randy cats and his petshop boys obsession. And, he tried to mock me. &lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img23.photobucket.com/albums/v68/miss_lizzy/ae9c41f5.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img23.photobucket.com/albums/v68/miss_lizzy/e211e30b.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;exoh.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 23 Mar 2004 18:50:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>shamlessly stolen from Rich &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_starscascade&apos; lj:user=&apos;starscascade&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://starscascade.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://starscascade.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;starscascade&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you call me..&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth - Then you&apos;re my old teachers/bank people random professional arses&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth Alice - You&apos;re my dad when he&apos;s angry with me *meep*&lt;br /&gt;Liz - You&apos;re my brother and/or random family members that I haven&apos;t seen for yonks.&lt;br /&gt;Lizface - You&apos;re my darling Elenapants [&lt;b&gt;heartxonxfire&lt;/b&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;Lizzbee - Many of my LJ bumchums&lt;br /&gt;Idiotface - You&apos;re Douchebag Walker [&lt;b&gt;jester_ry&lt;/b&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;Bettie - You&apos;re Ali [&lt;b&gt;man_exits&lt;/b&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;Miss Lizzeh - You&apos;re a rather sexual Gemmma [&lt;b&gt;lobotomy_doll&lt;/b&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;Lizzy - Old school friends&lt;br /&gt;Lizztree - You&apos;re a very bored Dan [&lt;b&gt;yd&lt;/b&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;Leeeeezeeeee - You&apos;re le FOOOOONCH [&lt;b&gt;finchee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L - You&apos;re mon petit pois &amp;lt;3 [&lt;b&gt;xxmissykxx&lt;/b&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;Lizzbeth - Davey or Ryry [&lt;b&gt;bastard_pirate or jester_ry&lt;/b&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;Kelly/Sharon - You&apos;re William and his stupid friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE LOTS OF NAMES COZ I&apos;M COOLER THAN THOU.&lt;br /&gt;exoh</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 23 Mar 2004 16:06:01 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Right here, I have.. an orgasm between two slices of bread.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, the best sandwich, there ever was.&lt;br /&gt;This makes me, the happiest Lizzy ever. And i&apos;m eating it slowly, making it last, because I only get one of these sandwiches like.. once a month.&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream about this sandwich, i swear to god. YUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on a slightly un food related topic. I went for the best drive EVER. 2 hours of driving bliss. I was such a speed junkie. I loved it &amp;lt;3 Not long now :] I want to go on night drives :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep getting all worried about Thursday, I don&apos;t like needles *pouts* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm.. I don&apos;t have anything else to say, well.. except&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAAA!&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm smug? oui :]&lt;br /&gt;xox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] feck. my sandwich is gone :(</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 22 Mar 2004 23:13:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I found someone who whinges about less important things than me [no one on my LJ bumchum list, don&apos;t worry], so I felt the need to update and tell you all about my lovely visit to the doctors today. Oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start with, I got there, and there was a small child having a pretend conversation on a fake phone. Being VERY loud. At first it was kind of cute. But then she started BANGING the toys off the floor! Then, she started winding up this toy that played the tune to The Teddy Bears Picnic. Except, even once she&apos;d gone, the music kept playing and playing and playing. I tried to not let it get to me, as as soon as I walked in, I noticed an extremely cute boyyy :] And as I was waiting, anothing cute boyyy walked out of the doctors room. All the cute boys are ill. *nods* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh, So I went in, and my mum started talking. I didn&apos;t really know what to say. She asked about my sleeping habits, eating habits etc etc. And I cried, because that&apos;s what I do best. And she suggested I made an appointment to see the nurse for some blood samples. SHE&apos;S GOING TO TAKE MY BLOOD. fuckingbitchwhorecunt. I hate this woman, and her stupid 80&apos;s haircut that she&apos;s had for 13YEARS!!! Argh, I hate her. First she fondles my boobs, next she wants my blood. *whines* I hate needles. You wouldn&apos;t think it with the amount of holes in my face, but I hate them when they&apos;re taking things out of me. So yeah, I complained on the way home because I didn&apos;t understand why she wanted me to take a blood test. Something about &quot;Thyroids&quot; But, I don&apos;t know what they are! WOE. So, that&apos;s on Thursday, and then I go back to the doctors on April 1st for results and then miss-fondle-ya-boobs doctor lady will tell me what she shall do with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm, so that was it. Then we went shopping, and I was treated to a new pink stripey top because, i&apos;m great or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT THIS!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NON DEPRESSING ENTRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where&apos;s my fucking lollipop? :D&lt;br /&gt;exoh.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 20 Mar 2004 21:08:57 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>fnar.&lt;br /&gt;you lucky beasts. i&apos;m updating. but boycotting capital letters. i&apos;m having an off day with my shift button, but all will return to normal tomorrow. or whenever i can be bothered to act/be intelligent. yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some stupidstupidstupid [i&apos;m boycotting the space bar too, kinda] bloke from faceparty added me lastnight. he kept asking why i wouldn&apos;t meet up with him for sex. apparently, meeting up with random people from the net for sex, several times, doesn&apos;t make you a slut. i beg to differ. i told him if he was looking for a cheap lay then he was a bit screwed. or not, as the case may be. i told him that i thought it was actually a 57 year old perv. then he blocked me and deleted me. harsh :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and jack started designing my tattoo this afternoon, except, we got bored and stopped. i still need to design it though. davey said he&apos;d do it, but has never actually got round to doing it. at this rate, it&apos;ll be &quot;ghey&quot; in big block capital letters. Because that&apos;s what i am. harhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning, i was full of rage because of elenas dad. he&apos;s a woofta. and then i went to work, and got cold and wet, and paid! but i didn&apos;t buy any mother day goodness because i&apos;m fucking stupid. i&apos;m planning something though, and it&apos;s going to be amazinglikewoah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alistair phoned me this afternoon. he was sad, because he missed me. i wish i could say i hadn&apos;t given him a second thought since he got all ilovecharlotte on my ass. but i did think about him. not yesterday though, nononono. he&apos;s coming over for a boxing match on monday, i threatened to beat his ass, but as most blokes do, he said that he&apos;d win. we&apos;ll see, oh yes. i have boxing gloves and everything. [imagine in capital letters] &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;real&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; ones. not that you can get fakes ones but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of this evening is going to be spent showering and making myself look/smell/be nice. i didn&apos;t shower today because i&apos;ve been ohso busy. and then i&apos;m expecting a phone call, and then i&apos;m making a phone call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXOH! oh em gee capitals! x</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 20 Mar 2004 14:41:23 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>It&apos;s a quiz, because i&apos;m too lazy to write anything else. If you&apos;re lucky, i&apos;ll delete it later &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name: Elizabeth Alice Nickson&lt;br /&gt;sex: Please.&lt;br /&gt;occupation: Shop Assistant? Bum.&lt;br /&gt;favorite people: The boy wonder, and my mum &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;favorite place to be: Bed, of course. I&apos;m lazy.&lt;br /&gt;favorite color(s): Recently, red.&lt;br /&gt;three main interests: Fake French, La musique and sleeping?&lt;br /&gt;your house is: HUUAAGE!&lt;br /&gt;describe yourself in four words: Ghey, pronetokellyosbourne-esqueness, sentimental and tired.&lt;br /&gt;best sex: Shit, right now, any sex would be good for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rewind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most memorable memory: Moving to England.&lt;br /&gt;worst memory: I.do.not.know&lt;br /&gt;favorite word of all time: Apart from cunt? Sock, naturally. That&apos;s such a harsh sounding word.&lt;br /&gt;first best friend ever: Charleeeeeeeeene&lt;br /&gt;first sex: les ex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is: smelly, throw rocks at it :D&lt;br /&gt;are you in love: I dont know&lt;br /&gt;love or lust?: At the moment, lust. In the long run, love.&lt;br /&gt;when love hurts, you: Whinge, sulk, complain, cry and sleep. Sleep is good.&lt;br /&gt;true or false: all you need is love: PSSH, lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Preferred Sex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turn ons: Whispering, nibbling, little noises, &apos;that&apos; look.&lt;br /&gt;your parent&apos;s opinion on your bf/gf matter to you?: I care what my mum thinks, not too arsed about Lloyd.&lt;br /&gt;the sweetest thing a member of the preferred sex can do for you?: I dunno, i&apos;m easily pleased. I supposed, the nicest thing they could do is not roll my up in a carpet and throw me off a bridge.&lt;br /&gt;tall or short: Tall.&lt;br /&gt;looks or smarts: Argh, intelligence &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;are you the type of person to HOLLA and ask for numbers?: Haha, with this accent? I think not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Picky Picky&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best pets: Mon petit singe &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;short or long hair: Long&lt;br /&gt;sunshine or rain: Both, at the same time. Rainbows&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;ink or piercings: Umm.. I&apos;m biased, coz I have piercings and no ink. But sooon&lt;br /&gt;hugs or kisses: Both, coz i&apos;m greedy. But recently, hugs &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;favorite drink: Tea, naturally.&lt;br /&gt;snail mail or e-mails: Snail mail rocks my occasionally odd socks and you KNOWS it.&lt;br /&gt;playstation or nintendo: Mega drive :D&lt;br /&gt;car or skateboard: Car o.O &lt;br /&gt;sing or dance: Sing, coz I have 2 left feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;More About YOU!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you were a crayon, what colors would you be? Red&lt;br /&gt;ever OD&apos;d? Not properly&lt;br /&gt;what&apos;s the next CD you are going to buy? I bought Metric t&apos;other day, but it hasn&apos;t arrive yet.&lt;br /&gt;what&apos;s the last drug you took? Hmmm.. pot i guess, yonks ago in my ye old youthful hooligan days&lt;br /&gt;what&apos;s the best advice ever given to you? Be good, and if you can&apos;t be good, be careful. Wise words of an extremely stupid boy.&lt;br /&gt;what&apos;s the stupidest thing you have ever done? I have many. &lt;br /&gt;how many kids do you want to have? 324983695. Or 2&lt;br /&gt;plan on getting married? One day oui&lt;br /&gt;what are you most scared of? Moths, Olives and Celine Dion.&lt;br /&gt;how many TV&apos;s do you have in your house? 4&lt;br /&gt;vegan, veggie or carnivore: Carnivore, rawr.&lt;br /&gt;who do you dream about?: getting beaten up by people&lt;br /&gt;who do you tell your dreams to? Everyone :]&lt;br /&gt;your boyfriend/girlfriend is: Non exsistant?&lt;br /&gt;your parents are: Cush&lt;br /&gt;your body type is: small and round, hahahah o.O&lt;br /&gt;eyes: Blue/grey/green&lt;br /&gt;skin color: I dunno :\ &lt;br /&gt;in school: Nope&lt;br /&gt;pet peeves: woah woah woah woah LOADS. I shant go into detail, coz i&apos;m anal and would offend someone. Yes, yes i would.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 18 Mar 2004 20:25:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>MON DIEU! Sacré bleu! Today has been one of those &apos;good days&apos;. I like them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my mum had planned to go to the cinema this afternoon, then go out this evening for dinner with William. But my dad then phoned and ruined our plans. So we went out for some lunch instead, then went driving for a bit. I hate it when my dad comes home, as harsh as it sounds. Things just aren&apos;t the same when he&apos;s here. But whatever, he&apos;s leaving in the morning, so I just have to keep out of his way till he decideds to go to bed. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m planning Paris. What was, a tiny litte thought in my head, is actually going to go ahead. I&apos;m going to go before my birthday I reckon, and come home in time for my 18th and partylikewoah *grins* And the boy wonder should come with me, and we&apos;ll live it up. swishxcore? ireckonso :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends is on tonight, which makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;I miss.. people.&lt;br /&gt;exoh</description>
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  <media:title type="plain">garbage ; only happy when it rains</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 18 Mar 2004 12:38:52 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I lovelovelovelove &lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;fuckin&apos; READING says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;fuckin&apos; READING says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt tell u this either....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;fuckin&apos; READING says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday when i did this radio presenting thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;fuckin&apos; READING says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found &apos;all i want for christmas is you&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;who took the bomp; from the bompalompalomp says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;fuckin&apos; READING says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and was all excited and made em play it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;who took the bomp; from the bompalompalomp says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lmao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;fuckin&apos; READING says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fuckin nurse rang up and complained about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;fuckin&apos; READING says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said  the children were confused and thort they were gona get presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;who took the bomp; from the bompalompalomp says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;fuckin&apos; READING says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stoopid nurse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;who took the bomp; from the bompalompalomp says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;who took the bomp; from the bompalompalomp says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats hilarious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;fuckin&apos; READING says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like &apos;its christmas everyday&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;who took the bomp; from the bompalompalomp says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;fuckin&apos; READING says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she was havin none of it</description>
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  <lj:music>rich girls theme &lt;3</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">rich girls theme &lt;3</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 17 Mar 2004 19:06:37 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I feel more shit than I did this morning, thanks to my mum. Even though, she&apos;s only looking out for me. It&apos;s weird. I can&apos;t be bothered to update with details. People who are actually bothered will just ask via MSN or AIM. It&apos;s sad that I can&apos;t even update in my own journal with these kinds of details. I&apos;ll be moving LJs shortly. Boorahsucks.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;1. What is your Full Name? Elizabeth Alice Nickson. Swish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;2. What colour pants are you wearing right now? Blue and white, and too small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;3. What are you listening to right now? Unwritten Law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;4 What are the last 2 digits of your phone number? My home number; 07, my mobile; i have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;5. What was the last thing you ate? A chip :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;6. if you were a crayon what color would you be? Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;7. How is the weather right now? Quite nice, but dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;8. Last person you talked to on the phone? One of my cornershop mums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;9. First thing you notice about the opposite sex? Hair, eyes and smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;10. Do you like the person who sent this to you? Adam? He smells of poop. Good poop though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;11. How are you today? Tired, confused, BLEH. And you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;12. Favorite Drink? Tea, naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;13. Favorite Alcoholic drink? N/A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;14. Favorite Sport? Sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;15. Hair Colour? Black, with a crap red tint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;16. Eye Colour? Blue/green/grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;17. Do you wear contacts? Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; 18. Siblings? 2 older brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;19. Favorite Month? November, December and July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; 20. Favorite Food? Ummm anything that&apos;s edible works. Coz i&apos;m a pig. *snorts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;21. Last Movie you Watched? Finding Nemo &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;22. Favorite Days of the Year? Bonfire Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;23. Are you too shy to ask someone out? Nope, well.. I wasn&apos;t, but I probably am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;24. Summer or Winter? Winter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;25. Hugs or Kisses? Hugs are more comforting, kisses make my insides gooey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;26. Chocolate or Vanilla? Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;27. Do you want your friends to write back? Yeah whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;28. Who is most likely to respond? Fuck off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;29: Who is least likely to respond? You too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;30. Living Arrangements? Home, unfortantly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;31. What books are you reading? Are you Dave Gorman &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;32. What&apos;s on your mouse? ...nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;33. What is your favorite Board Game? Game of Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;34. What did you do last night? Spoke to Davey on the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;35. Can you touch your nose with your tongue? Nope, but i&apos;ve been practicing how to stick my tongue bar up my nose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;36. Favorite Flower? Lilies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;37. What&apos;s the first thing you think of when you wake up in the morning? Mehh, Time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;38. would you rather you yourslef die or 10 random people? 10 people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;39. would you rather die or 100,000 people? 100 000 people from a country of my choice :]</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 17 Mar 2004 14:01:56 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m home from work, I get an hour off for lunch and I didn&apos;t want to spend it with a bunch of women talking about stuff I don&apos;t understand or things that don&apos;t interest me. Like how they all have hangovers, or menopause.. Million types of wrong in that last sentence, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. My life is pretty much &quot;fleh&quot; now that i&apos;m single. Nothing has really happened, and I don&apos;t like it that way. I need something to do, other than work. I almost quit today, but Mike started talking about how hectic things are going to be once Zara goes on maternity leave. Whatever. I&apos;m taking Sunday off, so I can bond with my mum. We&apos;re going out tomorrow, as we are the ladies what lunch. And we&apos;re going to go and see Mona Lisa Smile :\ Social life with my mother, this as exciting as it gets kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got Ryry&apos;s [lessthan3] birthday present in the post today. It&apos;s much bigger than I expected :D HOWEXCITING! It&apos;s gonna cost a hell of alot to post though *pouts* YOU EXPENSIVE GIT YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took photos of, stuff.. So i&apos;ll post them on &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_poutpoutpout&apos; lj:user=&apos;poutpoutpout&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://poutpoutpout.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://poutpoutpout.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;poutpoutpout&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when I can be arsed to fag about with the photos. But at the moment, they can bog off. As can everything/one else. Yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhmm.. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m lame today. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;exoh</description>
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  <lj:music>le tigre ; fake french</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 15 Mar 2004 23:46:11 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>YO sexpots!&lt;br /&gt;Check out my new layout, it&apos;s hotter than Jesse Lacey with his pants down. Or something equally as hot. Oh yes. And I know I tend to change my layout more often than my pants, but I don&apos;t care. I want to lick it, and hump it, and sex it up, and polish it, and clean it.. and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now i&apos;m going to make toast, because toast is better than sex. Only if the sex is bad though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exoh.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 15 Mar 2004 16:21:55 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I woke up at 2:30 in the afternoon today.&lt;br /&gt;I opened my eyes at around 8:30 and realised I had nothing to be awake for. It was windy outside, the kind of wind that you can hear when you&apos;re safely tucked up in bed. It was comforting to know that I didn&apos;t have to go out there. I fell asleep again, and had a frightening/yummy dream, inculding a ski resort, where no one skiied, a party, my friend tom, kissing and the monster from Jeepers Creepers 2. It was a cool dream, but not so much so that I ended up missing half the day because of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have work in 10 minutes, but no motivation whatsoever. I&apos;m not even dressed. I&apos;m sat here in a overly sized hoodie and not much else, hoping that maybe I won&apos;t have to go in. But I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did some painting lastnight, I never paint/draw, but yesterday I did, because Sarah reminded me that it&apos;s Mothers Day next sunday. I might scan the pictures in later. Although, I think I won&apos;t update again today. I think one a day is sufficent right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exoh.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 13 Mar 2004 22:51:45 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i think you would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img23.photobucket.com/albums/v68/miss_lizzy/mike.bmp&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is all.&lt;br /&gt;exoh.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 12 Mar 2004 22:36:18 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;big&gt;YO&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I hear MSN/Hotmail is being a bit of a fuck bucket for some people? Keep trying it&apos;ll eventually work. But if you&apos;re expecting an important email, yeah, you&apos;re fucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Ali has abandoned me, and gone to the pub with arse hole friend #1 and butt face friend #2. Yes, he chose to spend his friday night with two blokes instead of me. How queer, like.. actually queer of him. We shall be having words. So this lovely friday night has been spent online, watching corrie, eating ice cream [fuck me, ROLO ICE CREAM!!] and missing Friends on Ch4. Gutted, but i&apos;ve been speaking with Monsieur Daveypants, which makes missing friends seem not at all important :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also planned to phone the love dumpling HIMSELF, Mr Ryan Walker later on this evening. It&apos;s almost as exciting as this rolo ice cream, but not quite. I&apos;m sure he&apos;ll be gutted to hear me say that, but c&apos;mon. ROLO ICECREAM! *creams self* [hahahahah cream? haha get it? hahahaha.. no? oh.. i&apos;ll get my coat]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst I remember, it&apos;s not at all long until everyones favorite chocolateconsumption holiday. Yes, easter. And, because it seems that I love you all right now. That, I feel the need to send you easter goodies :] So those who want to be indulged by the Lizzbee herself, then hurl your address my way :] december_skies@hotmail.com I&apos;ll make it worth your while ;] hohoho NO I&apos;M NOT SENDING MYSELF OR MY UNDERWEAR.. [although, for certain people ;]] *tips hat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve left it quite late to journal, but i&apos;m lazy and full of ice cream, which makes thinking of witty things to say that much harder. You know the drill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*squishes like woah*&lt;br /&gt;exoh</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 10 Mar 2004 19:21:18 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Gemma just reminded me that the funeral is tomorrow. I felt sick when she reminded me. I phoned Kelly and told her i&apos;d be there, she seemed pleased. She told me what happened. He fell out of bed and she had to resuscitate him because her mum was so in shock. It&apos;s such a horrible thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve tried to update about four times today, but I&apos;ve never had anything to say, so I&apos;ve just deleted the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Got my stuff from Retrorebels.co.uk&lt;br /&gt;♥ My mum spoilt me and bought me new clothes&lt;br /&gt;♥ My brother bought Pirates of the Carribean &lt;br /&gt;♥ Turns out Ali didn&apos;t get arrested, but his friend did - He urinated on a police man accidentally then mooned some random people.&lt;br /&gt;♥ More mocha coffee mix was brought to me by boif to make up for drunken sillyness lastnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ummm.. My lady bits are all dsfgewrfiuguigiu and uncomfortable. Like you care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2004 12:30:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Now I know why Ali and my dad get on so well. THEY&apos;RE BOTH GEEKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad&apos;s at home again today, and his phone keeps ringing and I hear him talk about all this hightech geeky stuff *grins* It&apos;s so funny. I was making tea in the kitchen and smiling coz he talks all professional, using silly words that don&apos;t make sense to me. I feel like a 7 year old :D I remember when I was younger I asked my dad what he did for a living, and he explained.. And I totally didn&apos;t understand. But apparently he&apos;s an Company Director. I don&apos;t know what that is, but it sounds important :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit; oh i lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;big&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LAUREN :] XOXO&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have bluetac stuck to my sock, and my foot keeps getting stuck the floor :D</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 07 Mar 2004 19:47:08 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>To be honest, I have no real reason to update, do you know why? do you? I go to bed lastnight and fall asleep at around 1am, wake up at 7am, go to work, then go back to bed at 9:30am, wake up at.. 6PM! *falls over* That&apos;s one hell of a nap let me tell you! It was bliss &amp;lt;3 AND I had the most amazing dream! I was pregnant with Charlie from Busted&apos;s baby. I was amazingly gutted when I woke up and realised I was infact, not pregnant. I want a baby *pouts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up, ate my Sunday dinner, and I&apos;m now preparing to go to bed, again :] I could quite possibly be, the laziest human bean there ever was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2004 22:15:08 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01.Name: Lizzbeth.. That be my nickname and real name COMBINED. Clever shit.&lt;br /&gt;02.Gender: Girlo&lt;br /&gt;03.AKA: Lizzy, Lizztree, Lizzbee, Lizzbeff, Lizzpoo, Bettie, idiotface, poobag..?&lt;br /&gt;04.Zodiac Sign: Leo&lt;br /&gt;05.Birth date: 27th July&lt;br /&gt;06.Height: 5ft2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourites. &lt;br /&gt;07.Color: Red&lt;br /&gt;08.Color to wear: Red or black&lt;br /&gt;09.Number: Threee&lt;br /&gt;10.Piece of clothing: Polka skirt and white trash jacket :]&lt;br /&gt;11.Quote: &quot;who took the bomp from the bompalompalomp&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random. &lt;br /&gt;13.Do you have b/f or g/f: This I do&lt;br /&gt;14.Sexuality: Bisexual&lt;br /&gt;15.Your sexiest feature: My eyes, and.. voice apparently. Tralaalaa I say NOTHIINNG!&lt;br /&gt;16.Largest age difference between you and a partner: 3 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Time You. &lt;br /&gt;17.Showered: Yestreday&lt;br /&gt;18.Danced: In a flat today, to some crazy song that went &quot;BOOMBOOMBOOMFUCKYFUCKYBOOMBOOM&quot;&lt;br /&gt;19.Smiled: Just now, when i read that&lt;br /&gt;20.Laughed: Umm.. today&lt;br /&gt;21.Phone call: Lastnight avec a la douchebag&lt;br /&gt;22.Who was it: A la douche [lessthan3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is Better.&lt;br /&gt;23.Sunrise or Sunset?: Sunriiise&lt;br /&gt;24.Sweet or Sour?: Sour&lt;br /&gt;25.Old or New?: Old&lt;br /&gt;26.Hot or cold?: Cold&lt;br /&gt;27.Coke or Pepsi?: Niether&lt;br /&gt;28.Soft or Hard?: Hohoho, hard&lt;br /&gt;29.Yesterday or Tomorrow?: Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;30.Red or Blue?: Red&lt;br /&gt;31.Fast or Slow?: Umm.. Fast?&lt;br /&gt;32.Blind or Deaf?: Niether is &apos;better&apos;, but i&apos;d rather be blind&lt;br /&gt;33.Open or Closed?: Closed&lt;br /&gt;34.Bath or Shower?: Shower&lt;br /&gt;35.Black or White?: Black&lt;br /&gt;36.Ocean or Forest?: Ocean&lt;br /&gt;37.Dogs or Cats?: Dogs &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;38.Day or Night?: Nightime&lt;br /&gt;39.Cremation or Burial?: Eugh&lt;br /&gt;40.Even or odd?: Even&lt;br /&gt;41.City or Countryside?: Countryside!&lt;br /&gt;42.Vanilla or Chocolate?: Vanillaaaa&lt;br /&gt;43.Sun or Rain?: Rain&lt;br /&gt;44.Pen or Pencil?: Pencil&lt;br /&gt;45.Summer or Winter?: Winter&lt;br /&gt;46.Destiny or Choice?: Destiny&lt;br /&gt;47.Alone or Together?: Together&lt;br /&gt;48.Silver or Gold?: Silver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes or No. &lt;br /&gt;49.You keep a diary: Oui, two&lt;br /&gt;50.You sketch or do things while on the phone: I draw ON the phone o.O&lt;br /&gt;51.You have a secret: Yes&lt;br /&gt;52.You snore: When i&apos;m ill :(&lt;br /&gt;53.You procrastinate: Oh yes&lt;br /&gt;54.You fold your underwear: Nope&lt;br /&gt;55.You talk in your sleep: Apparently so&lt;br /&gt;56.You eat fast: Nope :\&lt;br /&gt;57.When the alarm goes off you immediately get up: Nope &amp;lt;3 snooooze button&lt;br /&gt;58.You enjoy being photographed: Yeah, I don&apos;t mind.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Basics. &lt;br /&gt;59.Birthstone: I don&apos;t know/care&lt;br /&gt;60.Right or Left Handed?: Right&lt;br /&gt;61.Significant Other: Alistairbonbare&lt;br /&gt;62.Parents -- married, divorced: Married&lt;br /&gt;63.Hobbies: tralaalaa.. I have none, i lead a sad life.&lt;br /&gt;64.Eating Habits: I eat when i&apos;m hungry, it&apos;s hardly a habit&lt;br /&gt;65.Favorite candy: Err.. Lion bars &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;66.Favorite ice cream: Mint choc chip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hygiene Habits. &lt;br /&gt;67.Shampoo used: Fructis&lt;br /&gt;68.Conditioner used: Organics&lt;br /&gt;69.Styling products used: nonenonenone&lt;br /&gt;70.Makeup: Mascara &amp; eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;71.Deodorant brand and scent: Deodor.. what?&lt;br /&gt;72.Nail polish -- yes or no?: Prefer not too.. But it looks nice and slutty :]&lt;br /&gt;73.If yes, favourite colour: Clear or dark red&lt;br /&gt;74.Sing in the shower or not?: Oui&lt;br /&gt;75.Dress Habits: Habits? Errr.. I&apos;m a nudist, as of now.&lt;br /&gt;76.Dress style: I don&apos;t wear clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miscellaneous. &lt;br /&gt;77.What&apos;s on your answering machine?: I don&apos;t have one :\&lt;br /&gt;78.What is the coolest gift you&apos;ve ever received?: Bag of blue smarties and my dog chains &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;79.What&apos;s the coolest gift you&apos;ve given?: ME! I&apos;m cheap :D&lt;br /&gt;80.Have you sent or received flowers in the past year?: ...No, BUT.. if you had asked me this question, this time last year.. I would have said YESYESYES.&lt;br /&gt;81.Assuming you have one, what&apos;s sitting on your computer monitor?: On the monitor? Nothing, not even dust, it was cleaned by papa this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;82.About how many books do you own?: LOADS &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;83.About how many of those have you read?: Pretty much all of them&lt;br /&gt;84.Do you collect anything?: Poo.. Not literally, just.. random bits of poo&lt;br /&gt;85.Do you own a calendar or date book?: Audrey Hepburn date booook &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;86.When you&apos;re jotting down notes, do you print or write?: Umm.. Both?&lt;br /&gt;87.When you doodle, what do you draw?: Busted.. Or boxes, i like drawing boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit; oh fagnuts, i found another one! &amp;lt;3 &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_gothik_barby&apos; lj:user=&apos;gothik_barby&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://gothik-barby.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://gothik-barby.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;gothik_barby&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER ONE:&lt;br /&gt;-- Name: Lizzy Nickson&lt;br /&gt;-- Birthdate: 27th July&lt;br /&gt;-- Birthplace: Gibraltar, somewhere not in england&lt;br /&gt;-- Current Location: Newcastle, somewhere in england&lt;br /&gt;-- Eye Color: Blue/green/grey&lt;br /&gt;-- Hair Color: Black&lt;br /&gt;-- Height: 5ft2&lt;br /&gt;-- Righty or Lefty: Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER TWO:&lt;br /&gt;-- Your heritage: Irish/English&lt;br /&gt;-- Your weakness: Taking things to heart&lt;br /&gt;-- Your fears: Celine Dion, Moths and Olives&lt;br /&gt;-- Your perfect pizza: Plain cheese and tomato &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;-- Goal you&apos;d like to achieve: Start a new band and not be poo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER THREE:&lt;br /&gt;-- Your most overused phrase(s) &quot;woah woah woah woah woah TEA!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;-- Your thoughts first waking up: Hmmmmm.. Time?&lt;br /&gt;-- Your best physical feature: Piercings&lt;br /&gt;-- Your bedtime: SOON! around 11ish&lt;br /&gt;-- Your most missed memory: School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER FOUR:&lt;br /&gt;-- Pepsi or Coke: Neithererer&lt;br /&gt;-- McDonald&apos;s or Burger King: McDonalds!&lt;br /&gt;-- Single or group dates: Single, I&apos;ve never been on a group date really.. And the one time I sorta did.. Charli got mad at me. Not cush&lt;br /&gt;-- Adidas or Nike: Niether&lt;br /&gt;-- Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: :O NORMAL TEA!&lt;br /&gt;-- Chocolate or vanilla: Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;-- Cappuccino or coffee: woah, i don&apos;t know. Mochas or Frappes coz i&apos;m a snob :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER FIVE:&lt;br /&gt;-- Smoke: Nope&lt;br /&gt;-- Cuss: Oh yes&lt;br /&gt;-- Sing: Oui&lt;br /&gt;-- Take a shower every day: Yes&lt;br /&gt;-- Have a crush(es): Ohohohohohohohhhhh YES! &lt;br /&gt;-- Do you think you&apos;ve been in love: Once. Fag.&lt;br /&gt;-- Want to go to college: Yush :]&lt;br /&gt;-- Like high school: Loved it.&lt;br /&gt;-- Want to get married: Oh yesyes&lt;br /&gt;-- Believe in yourself: *waves hands in front of face* Yes&lt;br /&gt;-- Get motion sickness: In cars, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;-- Think you&apos;re attractive: Well, there are people more unfortunate looking than me, but not overly no.&lt;br /&gt;-- Think you&apos;re a health freak: Hmmm. No?&lt;br /&gt;-- Get along with your parents: Oh me and my mummy bond ever so well, and my dad tries. &lt;br /&gt;-- Like thunderstorms: Damn right.&lt;br /&gt;-- Play an instrument: ali&apos;s wang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER SIX:&lt;br /&gt;In the past month . . .&lt;br /&gt;-- Drank alcohol: Nope&lt;br /&gt;-- Smoked: Nope&lt;br /&gt;-- Had sex: Yes&lt;br /&gt;-- Made out: Yes&lt;br /&gt;-- Gone on a date: Kind of yes&lt;br /&gt;-- Gone to the mall: hum, probably&lt;br /&gt;-- Eaten an entire box of Oreos: Nope&lt;br /&gt;-- Eaten sushi: Nope&lt;br /&gt;-- Been on stage: Nup&lt;br /&gt;-- Been dumped: No&lt;br /&gt;-- Gone skating: Almost today, but not intentionally&lt;br /&gt;-- Shoplifted: Nooo&lt;br /&gt;-- Changed who you were to fit in: Nah, everyone loves and complete poobag like me :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER EIGHT:&lt;br /&gt;-- Age you hope to be married: 25&lt;br /&gt;-- Numbers and Names of Children: 4395430544897 - baby 1, baby 2, baby 3, baby 4.. andonandon&lt;br /&gt;-- Describe your Dream Wedding: Nice?&lt;br /&gt;-- How do you want to die: In me sleep&lt;br /&gt;-- Where you want to go to college: Anywherrre&lt;br /&gt;-- What do you want to be when you grow up: The Queen.&lt;br /&gt;-- What country would you most like to re/visit: Tralaalaa.. I don&apos;t care for forgien places. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER NINE:&lt;br /&gt;In a guy/girl . . .&lt;br /&gt;-- Best eye color: Green&lt;br /&gt;-- Best hair color: Brown&lt;br /&gt;-- Short or long hair: Long&lt;br /&gt;-- Height: 6ft1&lt;br /&gt;-- Best weight: Meh&lt;br /&gt;-- Best articles of clothing: ...clothing? i think not&lt;br /&gt;-- Best first date location: Mehh&lt;br /&gt;-- Best first kiss location: Les attic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER TEN:&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of drugs taken illegally: ohohohoh. 2&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of people I could trust with my life: 2&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of CDs that I own: 839546345&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of piercings: I don&apos;t know. Many. All nice.&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of tattoos: Nonono&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper?: Once, when my dads underwear got stolen in Gibraltar, I kid not!&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of scars on my body: manymany :(&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of things in my past that I regret: From.. March 2002 - March - 2003</description>
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  <lj:music>blondie ; heart of glass</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 05 Mar 2004 22:18:14 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I gave my credit card to my mum and she&apos;s locked it in the mini safe, and taken the key out to dinner with her. I&apos;ve spent about £100 this evening. I am so spoilt, so unbelievably spoilt, and I feel terribly sorry for Alistair.. And my parents :\ What did I buy? I spent over £60 on 2 bags. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img23.photobucket.com/albums/v68/miss_lizzy/marilyn.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img23.photobucket.com/albums/v68/miss_lizzy/redpolka.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sexysexy bags. They&apos;ll go well with my new earrings, matching necklace and belt. HAHA. I think, I&apos;m turning into Adam, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_finchee&apos; lj:user=&apos;finchee&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://finchee.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://finchee.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;finchee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, except.. He spends his well earned cash on proper things. *pouts*&lt;br /&gt;OH, and I spent around £20 on videos the otherday on TSUK and Amazon, and I bought Finding Nemo at woolies, and £10 on three books. I&apos;m going to be without mullah for a while, or at least until the council pay me. But then, that money will go on Leeds tickets. OHWOE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastnight, I went on a &apos;pretty song&apos; downloading spree. Azure Ray, Ben Folds, Jimmy Eat World, Mineral, Belle and Sebastian and other pretty pretty stuff. Then I wrote letters to lots of pretty pretty people. Shall be posted soon, after I get my tape machine to work. OHYES, you get mixtapes too :] It&apos;s because I &amp;lt;3 you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I download Maroon 5&apos;s new video. Hothothot. I would.. Several times. My mum said I was a whore, I said I just enjoy looking at men, it&apos;s true. I wouldn&apos;t sleep with Mattie from Busted if he offered, because I have Alistair.. Hmm.. I could trade Ali for Mattie :D:D&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Ali. He was a superhero today, almost. As I walked out the shop after work, he was walking towards the shop. We bumped into eachother, not realising who eachother were, until he realised it was me and he picked me up, and put me over his shoulder and walked back into the shop. Very superhero-esque. Until he got to the counter and asked whether they stocked some geeky computer magazine. Haha, he&apos;s such a geek it hurts &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m getting kicked off the pc now. POO. &lt;br /&gt;Lovelovelove&amp;hearts&lt;br /&gt;xox</description>
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