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  <title>The Book of Going Forth</title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Jul 2006 21:23:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>::::blows dust off herself and her Journal::::</title>
  <author>halonrvrse@aol.com</author>  <link>http://ladydarkone.deadjournal.com/62062.html</link>
  <description>Thought I&apos;d just leave a note saying that I was alive.  The &quot;well&quot; part I&apos;m not sure about, but I&apos;m here, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---LDO</description>
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  <lj:music>Resurrection - Judas Priest</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>Bored at work, of course.</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2005 19:06:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Room Without A View</title>
  <author>halonrvrse@aol.com</author>  <link>http://ladydarkone.deadjournal.com/61880.html</link>
  <description>What&apos;s happened to all of us, anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t just mean we don&apos;t sit on here and comment to each other like we used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t even &lt;b&gt;see&lt;/b&gt; my friends anymore.  I can barely get us on the phone together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And blah, blah, &quot;it can&apos;t be like it was in back in the day&quot;, etc., etc., but I really want to know what everyone&apos;s actually &lt;b&gt;doing&lt;/b&gt; with their time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean people like der_m get a pass b/c they&apos;re out of state at college, but where are the rest of you, anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss talking to phalkon, &lt;br /&gt;and suncrushr&lt;br /&gt;and der_m &lt;br /&gt;and blackripe&lt;br /&gt;and darkman424&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everybody else everywhere else on the other journals, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of club friends, but my &lt;b&gt;friends&lt;/b&gt; that used to club don&apos;t go anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that&apos;s it, then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---LDO</description>
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  <lj:music>Plasmatik - Zeromancer</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>Where is Everybody?</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 30 Aug 2005 17:42:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Crickets...</title>
  <author>halonrvrse@aol.com</author>  <link>http://ladydarkone.deadjournal.com/61647.html</link>
  <description>Wow, it&apos;s really...um...&lt;b&gt;dead&lt;/b&gt; here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::::smiles::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I expect any less of you, my pretty darlings.  I&apos;ve been very quiet as well.  Life hasn&apos;t left much time for writing, and believe me, I remember when I&apos;ve said that before, but at least this time around my life is far better than it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m happy, and successful...and in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that pretty much says it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::::curls up underneath her armor and falls asleep::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---LDO</description>
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  <lj:music>Lullaby  - Assemblage 23</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>satisfied</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 14 Jul 2005 17:45:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Strange Dreams, Indeed...</title>
  <author>halonrvrse@aol.com</author>  <link>http://ladydarkone.deadjournal.com/61316.html</link>
  <description>I went to sleep quite disturbed last night, so I suppose I should have seen this coming.  You know what I&apos;m talking about...When you&apos;re subconscious says to you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;Hey, you&apos;re not done with this yet.  You couldn&apos;t settle this in your waking life so now I have to do it here.  Damn you.  You&apos;re going to be tired in the morning.  When are you ever going to stop &lt;b&gt;thinking&lt;/b&gt;?&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it &lt;b&gt;schwas&lt;/b&gt; that I dreamed a dream last night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very hard for me to remember how most of my dreams begin, but I know what happens in the middle. (They usually get cut off before the end, if you ever needed to have that knowledge.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself having an in-depth conversation with one of my ex&apos;s over what must have been a lovely meal in a random low-lit restaurant.  We don&apos;t appear mad at each other, or upset in any way, but you can tell we&apos;re not together.  I view much of the beginning from a 3rd-person perspective, but in my dreams, I also move into 1st-person from moment to moment.  It would be very strange outside of the dream, but feels perfectly natural while I&apos;m in it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation continues, but I&apos;m really not the one talking.  I say something, and gesture with my left hand, which has the &lt;b&gt;Onyx&lt;/b&gt; on it.  He catches my hand, and tries to place another ring on my finger.  &lt;b&gt;You&lt;/b&gt; know the kind...Only it has some sort of iridescent purple stone - not an amethyst - in the center.  Obviously, since I&apos;m already wearing a ring on that finger, I don&apos;t understand what&apos;s going on.  He didn&apos;t try to take the other one off or even ask me to do it.  I&apos;m confused, but also becoming slightly angry that someone would try to replace what I already have.  Before I can take it off my finger, though, I look down, and the stone in his ring has fallen out.  It looks as if the ring might break right before my eyes.  I just look at him, remove his ring, place it on the table and walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone up for a little dream interpretation?  I&apos;m open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---LDO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDIT:&lt;/b&gt;  Just so we&apos;re all clear on this...He did not give me a &lt;b&gt;cheap&lt;/b&gt; ring.  The ring was much more expensive than the one I&apos;m wearing...What I&apos;m saying about the ring is, when I looked away for a moment and then went to remove it, the ring had begun to rapidly decay and corrode before my eyes, probably from the second I had it placed on my finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ADDENDUM:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a moment to check out some dream interpretation sites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rings often symbolize promises or commitments, both literally and figuratively.  However, if you have dreamed about a &lt;b&gt;broken ring&lt;/b&gt; or one &lt;b&gt;that has lost its stone&lt;/b&gt; this symbolizes your disappointment and unhappiness in the relationship.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m satisfied now.</description>
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  <lj:music>The Scarlet Thing In You - Peter Murphy</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>Wondering...</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 23 Jun 2005 14:21:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Happy Birthday, Phalkon!</title>
  <author>halonrvrse@aol.com</author>  <link>http://ladydarkone.deadjournal.com/61103.html</link>
  <description>::::throws confetti while &lt;b&gt;Akhet&lt;/b&gt; flashes her lights::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you are my favorite bird in the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of all the great times this year so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Falling down the stairs with the &lt;b&gt;Kitten&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- Bondage nights at &lt;b&gt;Exit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Watching &lt;b&gt;Invader Zim&lt;/b&gt; at your house&lt;br /&gt;- Eating &lt;b&gt;way&lt;/b&gt; too much junk food watching &lt;b&gt;Kung Fu Hustle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Getting pictures taken at &lt;b&gt;Noctunra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Leaving &lt;b&gt;Nocturna&lt;/b&gt; and getting our collective groove on at &lt;b&gt;Neo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Schfifty-five&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that&apos;s just a sample.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great time tonight, and I miss you!  We need to hang out sometime.  Let a &lt;b&gt;Kitten&lt;/b&gt; know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---LDO</description>
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  <lj:music>::::Akhet blasts &quot;Don&apos;t Fly&quot; out of the stereo::::</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>Whee!</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 21 Jun 2005 17:22:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Onyx and Turquoise</title>
  <author>halonrvrse@aol.com</author>  <link>http://ladydarkone.deadjournal.com/60916.html</link>
  <description>I have these new pieces of armor.  It was rather strange how I came to own them.  Neither of them were mine to begin with.  I was just watching over them, really.  But when I offered to give them back to their rightful owners, they both said they didn&apos;t know what I was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find both pieces to be incredibly comforting, each in their own special way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, I should show off the piece I had made for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and wouldn&apos;t you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to buy a &lt;b&gt;mask&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the point of this all is, with the new armor I have, I&apos;ve been able to remove some of the old pieces from time to time, when I think it is safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not sleep with weapons by my side, but apparently now, I do actually sleep with one &lt;b&gt;eye&lt;/b&gt; open.&lt;br /&gt;I guess you can never be too careful...You know, being a &lt;b&gt;ninja&lt;/b&gt; and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::::laughs::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, Akhet...Let&apos;s take a break from work and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---LDO</description>
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  <lj:music>Possession - Sarah McLaughlan</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>Secure</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 10 Jun 2005 15:47:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Native Soil</title>
  <author>halonrvrse@aol.com</author>  <link>http://ladydarkone.deadjournal.com/60455.html</link>
  <description>For each and every one of you that has come home or will be home soon, I welcome you.  I know that not all of you can stay, but at least for a while, you tread the same earth as me, and I am grateful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome home, my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---LDO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: &lt;b&gt;Homeward&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The hallowed lands so far behind&lt;br /&gt;As fleeting dreams still linger&lt;br /&gt;Like distant voices through the rain&lt;br /&gt;Like grains of sand cast from my hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I&apos;d go this far&lt;br /&gt;Without a star to cross the seas&lt;br /&gt;So far from shores I&apos;d left behind&lt;br /&gt;Still far from shores I&apos;ve yet to reach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to find the strength I need&lt;br /&gt;To calm the doubts in my belief&lt;br /&gt;With the will, I know my heart won&apos;t break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I have strength, then I&apos;ve belief&lt;br /&gt;If I have love, my heart still beats&lt;br /&gt;Here under stars&lt;br /&gt;Far from home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture fades, the light recedes&lt;br /&gt;The sound is lost in whispers&lt;br /&gt;My recollections once clear and pure&lt;br /&gt;Now distant lights that dim with time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I&apos;d go this far&lt;br /&gt;Without a star to cross the seas&lt;br /&gt;So far from shores I&apos;d left behind&lt;br /&gt;Still far from shores I&apos;ve yet to reach&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Homeward - VNV Nation</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>Elated</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 07 Jun 2005 17:06:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Advisory</title>
  <author>halonrvrse@aol.com</author>  <link>http://ladydarkone.deadjournal.com/60177.html</link>
  <description>Try to take my armor off again, and it will be the last thing you ever see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---LDO</description>
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  <lj:music>Headhunter - Front 242 (APB remix)</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>Keep a safe distance, please.</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 27 May 2005 21:27:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>LDO: Upgraded</title>
  <author>halonrvrse@aol.com</author>  <link>http://ladydarkone.deadjournal.com/60057.html</link>
  <description>So...What do you think of my new icon that darkman424 was so generous as to &lt;b&gt;burninate&lt;/b&gt; for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---LDO</description>
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  <lj:music>LDO sets the night on FIRE...</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>happy</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 May 2005 17:38:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Warning</title>
  <author>halonrvrse@aol.com</author>  <link>http://ladydarkone.deadjournal.com/59890.html</link>
  <description>Do not make me use my scalpels.  I am extremely dangerous with blades.  Back away slowly, and no one gets hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---LDO</description>
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  <lj:music>I Never Chose You - Neuroticfish</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>Threatened</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 May 2005 04:49:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Faeth En Ztatik 4EVR</title>
  <author>halonrvrse@aol.com</author>  <link>http://ladydarkone.deadjournal.com/59496.html</link>
  <description>Dear Z,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s been two years since you&apos;ve been gone.  I still miss you.  I&apos;ve thought about you quite a bit over the last year.  I can&apos;t quite put my finger on it, but I know there&apos;s a reason which escapes me even now.  I met one of your old girlfriends just recently.  I had never known her before.  I like her.  She seems like a good girl.  A little lost, but has a good heart...Just like &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; did.  She misses you terribly.  She&apos;s so young, and so broken, and no one wants to talk about you with her, except &lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;...And I know, I know.  We weren&apos;t the closest friends.  I tried in my way, but I wanted to let well enough alone with you sometimes, because that&apos;s what you always wanted.  You didn&apos;t want the spotlight...That&apos;s why you couldn&apos;t have looked any more nervous then when they threw us up on stage at &lt;b&gt;Chasers&lt;/b&gt; the first night we met.  I was scared because it was my first night there, and I didn&apos;t know what was going on, or who all those people were, or why they were practically dragging us up there and yelling...All because they wanted to do the &quot;Best-Dressed Contest.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::::laughs::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they couldn&apos;t choose between us, so they picked us both.  I was watching your face.  I remember complimenting you, and you looked at your boots and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I&apos;ll remember your &lt;b&gt;smile&lt;/b&gt; forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I miss you so much...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think that I see a glimpse of you here and there when I&apos;m out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I keep thinking I&apos;m going to see you, in a corner somewhere, with your eyes closed, and a half-smile playing on your lips, swaying ever so slightly to the music...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have &lt;b&gt;your&lt;/b&gt; music.  Phalkon gave me a copy.  I&apos;m going to listen to it today at work and remember you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I had touched your heart the way you touched mine...It&apos;s a cross I&apos;ve carried for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved you in my way.  I&apos;m so very sorry, Z.  For everything.  This is one time that I can&apos;t try to fix anything...One time that I absolutely &lt;b&gt;cannot&lt;/b&gt; help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it &lt;b&gt;eats away&lt;/b&gt; at me, Z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&apos;m still crying, long after you&apos;re gone...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Remembrance Always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady DarkOne</description>
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  <lj:music>The Same Deep Water As You - The Cure</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>melancholy</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 May 2005 14:07:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Auf Wiedersein, Mein Freund.</title>
  <author>halonrvrse@aol.com</author>  <link>http://ladydarkone.deadjournal.com/59164.html</link>
  <description>Please join me in wishing der_m the best on his journey to the &lt;b&gt;Fatherland&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m hoping he picked up a few good travel tips from me, otherwise he&apos;ll be sitting on the side of the road with a sign that says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILL WORK FOR JAGER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::::smiles::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take lots of pictures, especially the &quot;1st cigarette in Europe,&quot;  and here&apos;s hoping you run into more Germans than tourists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You know I&apos;m still serious about sending you money to buy cool German things, right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, keep your socks up and your glasses on and you should be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck, and godspeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reise, reise!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---LDO</description>
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  <lj:music>Amerika (remix) - Rammstein</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>Half happy, half envious. &gt;)</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 May 2005 02:46:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You&apos;re So Much Happier Now, Aren&apos;t You?</title>
  <author>halonrvrse@aol.com</author>  <link>http://ladydarkone.deadjournal.com/59039.html</link>
  <description>Yeah, I thought so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, this is worse than you ever imagined it would be, isn&apos;t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never agreed how it would all be in the end, because I knew better than to try to predict the future...But the future is now, staring you in the face with murderous eyes, steely-hearted, and waiting to grab you in the darkness...and make sure that you &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you do, my brave Warrior?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m starting to care less and less, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I&apos;ll watch from the sidelines...since that&apos;s where you wanted me to be anyway.  No interference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No fucking problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can keep all your &lt;b&gt;static&lt;/b&gt; to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---LDO</description>
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  <lj:music>Away  - Assemblage 23</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>angry</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 10 May 2005 18:07:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fortune Cookie</title>
  <author>halonrvrse@aol.com</author>  <link>http://ladydarkone.deadjournal.com/58774.html</link>
  <description>LDO gave in to the &lt;b&gt;Chinese food demons&lt;/b&gt; today and had some Lo Mein...Then it was time for the fortune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You will be freed from the heavy burdens you&apos;ve been carrying&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---LDO</description>
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  <lj:music>Wake me up! (Extended remix) - Neuroticfish</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>calm</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 May 2005 20:31:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Mistaken (Gender) Identity</title>
  <author>halonrvrse@aol.com</author>  <link>http://ladydarkone.deadjournal.com/58405.html</link>
  <description>::::LDO walks behind a seated &lt;b&gt;Account Manager&lt;/b&gt;::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::::&lt;b&gt;Account Manager&lt;/b&gt; turns around and looks up::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Startled) &lt;b&gt;AM&lt;/b&gt;: Oh, I thought you were Eric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LDO&lt;/b&gt;:  I get that a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---LDO</description>
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  <lj:music>Girls &amp; Boys - Fear Cult</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>amused</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 May 2005 16:51:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Now for an announcement...</title>
  <author>halonrvrse@aol.com</author>  <link>http://ladydarkone.deadjournal.com/58134.html</link>
  <description>Happy Birthday to the &lt;b&gt;Diva&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::::throws confetti::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::::whispers at Akhet::::Psst!  You&apos;re on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::::Akhet flashes her lights and the stereo plays &quot;Happy Birthday&quot;::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn&apos;t read my journals, but I can&apos;t help wishing her well on her special day.  She&apos;s...well...In true &lt;b&gt;Diva&lt;/b&gt; fashion she&apos;d beat me with a stiletto if I told you how old she was.  Some of you know.  But hey, you cannot deny it, and neither can I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She&apos;s still &lt;i&gt;hot&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear gods, let me look that good when I&apos;m her age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I bought her exactly what she asked for, and I think I&apos;ll stop to get her some exotic flowers on the way home from work.  She&apos;s the best Mother in the entire universe.  She&apos;s my friend, also, and not everyone gets to have that.  And if it wasn&apos;t for her, I don&apos;t know what I&apos;d do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything, and Happy early Mother&apos;s Day, too.  (Angel and I bought her a very beautiful gold tipped rose.  Hope she likes it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---LDO</description>
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  <lj:music>Believe - Cher (Just for the Diva.)</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>I&apos;m in a *festive* mood.</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 May 2005 04:31:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A Life Less Ordinary</title>
  <author>halonrvrse@aol.com</author>  <link>http://ladydarkone.deadjournal.com/57974.html</link>
  <description>I&apos;ve been feeling strange&lt;br /&gt;Left in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Fighting through madness&lt;br /&gt;Feeling torn apart&lt;br /&gt;Now the time has come&lt;br /&gt;For a change&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a chance for me&lt;br /&gt;To take center stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list of my detractors&lt;br /&gt;Will not conquer me&lt;br /&gt;In my search for &lt;br /&gt;A life less ordinary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You aren&apos;t hearing me&lt;br /&gt;I won&apos;t play pretend&lt;br /&gt;Or explain emotions&lt;br /&gt;I need not defend&lt;br /&gt;But you&apos;re in my face&lt;br /&gt;And you&apos;re in my way&lt;br /&gt;Well, we never agreed&lt;br /&gt;On anything, anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t need your arms&lt;br /&gt;To carry me&lt;br /&gt;A door is opening to&lt;br /&gt;A life less ordinary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking in circles&lt;br /&gt;I used to think so much&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve had enough of&lt;br /&gt;Dissecting what I touch&lt;br /&gt;So here&apos;s where it ends&lt;br /&gt;You can wish me luck&lt;br /&gt;Or you can curse my name&lt;br /&gt;I really don&apos;t give a fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to wish for you&lt;br /&gt;Standing next to me&lt;br /&gt;While in pursuit of&lt;br /&gt;A life less ordinary&lt;br /&gt;Now it seems&lt;br /&gt;That was not to be&lt;br /&gt;Because you refused&lt;br /&gt;To accept me...&lt;br /&gt;(For who I was&lt;br /&gt;And what I may be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---LDO</description>
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  <lj:music>Waving Hands - Neuroticfish</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>creative</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 May 2005 17:28:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Blue PVC and Red Fur</title>
  <author>halonrvrse@aol.com</author>  <link>http://ladydarkone.deadjournal.com/57738.html</link>
  <description>That&apos;s what you saw this weekend, or not, as the case may be.  (No, my Polish friends, decidedly &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; at the same time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an excellent weekend.  A little strange, but not painful, except for the music at &lt;b&gt;Nocturna&lt;/b&gt;.  I swear to you now, I can only handle a couple of hours and then I get agitated and violent and need to go to &lt;b&gt;Neo&lt;/b&gt;.  It was good to see everyone, and awesome to dance with Phalkon, der_m, privateer, and suncrushr.  Even blackripe and deadpyro666 came out on Saturday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rocked the house down at &lt;b&gt;Neo&lt;/b&gt; that night, though.  Holy crap.  For those that didn&apos;t see it, this is the only way to describe it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LDO: Now equipped with &lt;b&gt;overdrive&lt;/b&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven&apos;t actually felt anything in my legs from dancing since about well, (sigh) September.  This was a whole new kind of insanity.  I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You&apos;re hard to keep up with, you know that?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::::laughter::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can keep up with me.  Not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---LDO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: People screaming out of their cars at me was also a nice bonus to the night.</description>
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  <lj:music>Zwara - Juno Reactor</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>happy</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 25 Apr 2005 18:01:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You remind me of better days gone by...</title>
  <author>halonrvrse@aol.com</author>  <link>http://ladydarkone.deadjournal.com/57450.html</link>
  <description>I know that you don&apos;t even read this anymore, so if I really wanted to tell you these things I would just pick up the phone, but, &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;, I just can&apos;t do it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some days when it &lt;b&gt;sucks&lt;/b&gt; being without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s like getting kicked out of &lt;b&gt;Eden&lt;/b&gt; all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live on a diet of ashes, and every time I speak your name, shards of glass slice me open inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many reminders, so many memories...I think this is the first time that &lt;b&gt;I&apos;ve&lt;/b&gt; ever thought about leaving it all behind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to know now that deep, down inside, what I feared all along was &lt;b&gt;true&lt;/b&gt;, I am broken all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could hate you, but there&apos;s no reason for it, and it wouldn&apos;t be any easier, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t even be mad at you.&lt;br /&gt;I love you...and I will miss you more than you will ever know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---LDO</description>
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  <lj:music>Isolation (Pulsestate remix) - Electrophile</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>depressed</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 21 Apr 2005 17:55:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Meanwhile, in LDO&apos;s Garage...</title>
  <author>halonrvrse@aol.com</author>  <link>http://ladydarkone.deadjournal.com/57295.html</link>
  <description>::::sits on the floor, looking at Akhet::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say they don&apos;t believe in you.  They don&apos;t think you&apos;re real.  I&apos;m just making you up, and it&apos;s a total joke that you look the way you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::::Akhet&apos;s lights dim::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::::LDO strokes the hood with a leather glove::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People didn&apos;t believe in &lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt; until they met me, either....&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s why you are the &lt;b&gt;perfect&lt;/b&gt; car for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&apos;nkh.ti snb.ti wdja.ti&lt;/b&gt;, Akhet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::::lights brighten::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---LDO</description>
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  <lj:music>I Am the Rain - Assemblage 23</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>content</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 20 Apr 2005 04:38:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Kittens on Wheels</title>
  <author>halonrvrse@aol.com</author>  <link>http://ladydarkone.deadjournal.com/57044.html</link>
  <description>Oh, my Readers, how long have we all wished and prayed for this day...(Some of you more than others, but that is neither here nor there right now...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have bought the &lt;b&gt;Car&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally.  She is all mine.  I can barely believe it.  I drove her out of the dealership tonight and I keep going outside just to &lt;b&gt;look&lt;/b&gt; at her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She&apos;s &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; kind of &lt;b&gt;Car&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you want to see what she looks like in person, but if you must have the info right now, here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Specs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2004 Chevrolet Cavalier LS Sport&lt;br /&gt;11,000 miles&lt;br /&gt;1 60 yr-old previous owner that just had to trade her in for an &apos;05 Cobalt (WTF?)&lt;br /&gt;moonroof&lt;br /&gt;rims&lt;br /&gt;awesome sound system&lt;br /&gt;tinted windows&lt;br /&gt;and a bunch of other crap that I don&apos;t feel the need to discuss because it&apos;s a given&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and trust me, you&apos;ll see her coming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She&apos;s bright &lt;b&gt;yellow&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha!  Now you&apos;ll never see me again...just her as she blows past you on the highway to &lt;b&gt;Neo&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---LDO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Oh yeah, one more thing.  She&apos;s bought and paid for.  No financing.  Since I did need to take her right away, and she was more expensive than I had orginally thought I would pay, I got a temporary loan from the &lt;b&gt;Diva,&lt;/b&gt; but she&apos;ll get back every cent by next month.</description>
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  <lj:music>I had to change my thong as soon as I got home.</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>So fucking excited...</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 19 Apr 2005 14:54:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>An Announcement</title>
  <author>halonrvrse@aol.com</author>  <link>http://ladydarkone.deadjournal.com/56785.html</link>
  <description>A &lt;b&gt;_shift&lt;/b&gt; has been made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---LDO</description>
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  <lj:music>Drive - Assemblage 23</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>Ready</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 14 Apr 2005 18:28:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Then the waters rose...</title>
  <author>halonrvrse@aol.com</author>  <link>http://ladydarkone.deadjournal.com/56350.html</link>
  <description>and consumed everything in their path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s been really fun, lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emotionally&lt;/b&gt;, I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physically, I&apos;m pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;Mentally, I&apos;m still sharper than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::::waves her hand and sighs::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, changes are on their way.  (The &lt;b&gt;Machine&lt;/b&gt; will process more efficiently, and all of that techno-speak that I will not generate now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, they will be good.&lt;br /&gt;If not, well, at least it will be &lt;b&gt;different&lt;/b&gt; and different is good, isn&apos;t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---LDO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.:  Soon I will do something I have waited for quite some time to do.  I hope I am ready for it.</description>
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  <lj:music>Giving in to the Change - Imperative Reaction</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>On the verge.</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 Apr 2005 04:00:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>This is one whole week I&apos;m not going to get back...</title>
  <author>halonrvrse@aol.com</author>  <link>http://ladydarkone.deadjournal.com/56150.html</link>
  <description>..and the weekend isn&apos;t looking good, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the impotent fist-shaking commence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---LDO</description>
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  <lj:music>Because you missed the UberGoth LDO so much, *didn&apos;t* you?</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>crap</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 01 Apr 2005 18:31:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>LDO&apos;s New Motto</title>
  <author>halonrvrse@aol.com</author>  <link>http://ladydarkone.deadjournal.com/56013.html</link>
  <description>&lt;i&gt;Strong enough to be(at) a man, biologically born a woman.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday, all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let&apos;s see some &lt;b&gt;dancing&lt;/b&gt;, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---LDO</description>
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  <lj:music>Phoenix - Decoded Feedback</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>busy</lj:mood>
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