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  <title>butchathena</title>
  <subtitle>butchathena</subtitle>
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    <name>butchathena</name>
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  <updated>2007-04-06T05:29:25Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:butchathena:2376</id>
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    <title>Saddenning</title>
    <published>2007-04-06T05:29:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-06T05:29:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to my commitment in Suburbia I will be missing the entire dance showcase. I will be missing three of the coolest pieces we've ever gotten, all in one year. I do love acting but dance is my life. I am super down right now.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:butchathena:2262</id>
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    <title>I ain't gots no teeth</title>
    <published>2007-03-29T15:43:30Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-29T15:43:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Gotan Project; Daft Punk</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHA-BAM!&lt;br /&gt;Dental Surgery and... no more wisdom teeth! Not even one! My face is so puffy I look like a chipmunk, and when I talk I sound retarded (quite literally). But other than that the surgery went really well and I'm healing pretty well, minus the vomitting. Heavily medicated Athena = Vomitty Athena. But that was yesterday. I'm feeling pretty good today, all things considered. I really need a shower though.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:butchathena:1973</id>
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    <title>Boys?</title>
    <published>2007-03-23T01:22:52Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-23T01:22:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Justin Timberlake</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see boys everywhere yet none of them are remotely fuck worthy. What the hell is up with Edmonton!?! Where did all the boys go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/butchathena/pic/0000153f/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="150" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/butchathena/pic/0000153f/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only all men looked like Jake Gyllenhaal. Then my friends, we'd be in business. Sexually.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:butchathena:1743</id>
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    <title>Nicknames are for DykeMachines.</title>
    <published>2007-03-21T23:52:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-22T00:35:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the nicknames I have been called throughout my lifetime. Some of them make me want to kill things.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Athenis the Penis&lt;br /&gt;Bearpaw Blackfoot&lt;br /&gt;Athens&lt;br /&gt;Nina&lt;br /&gt;Afeena&lt;br /&gt;Feena&lt;br /&gt;Feener&lt;br /&gt;FenFen&lt;br /&gt;FennerBenner&lt;br /&gt;Aquafeena&lt;br /&gt;Hawafeena&lt;br /&gt;Penis&lt;br /&gt;Fenner-Fag&lt;br /&gt;Silly Girlie&lt;br /&gt;Little Brownie&lt;br /&gt;Tiny Tim&lt;br /&gt;Banana Muffin&lt;br /&gt;Lathenza Athenza&lt;br /&gt;First mate penis&lt;br /&gt;happy camper&lt;br /&gt;little tomato&lt;br /&gt;Shortie &lt;br /&gt;Shrimp(y)&lt;br /&gt;Brown Sugar&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Feather&lt;br /&gt;Kiska Boris</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:butchathena:1297</id>
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    <title>Ah conversation</title>
    <published>2007-03-21T23:36:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-21T23:46:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;A few of my favourite quotes...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Go get a job you brown-nosing redneck shit sucking asshole loser!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Joey yelling at her brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You look like an eraser I'm cute!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Eva getting back at someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"so this one time&lt;br /&gt;the moon was yellow &lt;br /&gt;and it scurred me&lt;br /&gt;then it just kept happening "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay... over nexopia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Instead of having music stuck in my head, I have yelling poets."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Myself in dance IB when we were choreographing the poetry dance to "Particularize the Particular"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Shit Son!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking by Chinda in the hallway and she yelled this really loudly for no particular reason. It was fucking hilarious. It's why I started saying that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Do bandaids solve math equations?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinead et moi... oui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You look like a kid from the jungle book!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johanne's a racist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"He has my heart, so I have his comic book!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Go back to your own treehouse you green flavoured bastards"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was asleep on the phone to joey (sort of) and I said things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You're my favourite asshole"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rowan's my favourite asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Population of Loverville: Fishes"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read my kleenex box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You have no genetalia, instead you got whiteout"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Mais Wench!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Tap dance not lap dance!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tap at Marr-mac, before I got kicked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"She's like some sort of bog creature that was left out of water too long"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people don't like each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Chris wouldn't share lemonade with me, so I threw Princess at him"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friendly sibling relationship between Joey and Chris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Tis abut a blakefoot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;When Robbie was a lad, he couldn't spell worth shit. It's supposed to say "This about a blackfoot" though the grammer would still suck. This was an insider from when I was like 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"MANITOBA!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angry drivers yell this out of their cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ew it's all salady..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... all I know is that I said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You look like Gumby!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle looks like Gumby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"He has little nipples!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing sinead ever said when I met Kyle (Her boyfriend, not the really gay but equally loveable one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Hey I got 24! What's the test out of?"&lt;br /&gt;"50"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaime failed the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I am cocky. It's true, I know it. Sometimes I am very much a female version of an arrogant cocky male bastard who thinks his dick makes the sun shine."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm cocky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"back in ninety ninety five&lt;br /&gt;when we used to have to fight dinosaurs and swim through the ocean to get to school"&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;The way things should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You'll like it. Sexually."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The saying that started it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;This is one of those kind of journal entries that I will likely update every so often, so read it.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:butchathena:1120</id>
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    <title>Cocnerts</title>
    <published>2007-03-19T00:38:52Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-19T00:40:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Queen Adreena</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;All the concerts I've been to. This is more for me and my own memory than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2004:&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Loverboy&lt;br /&gt;Van Halen&lt;br /&gt;The Tragically Hip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005:&lt;br /&gt;Sum 41&lt;br /&gt;System of A Down&lt;br /&gt;Nine Inch Nails (Death from Above 1979, Queens of the Stone Age)&lt;br /&gt;Rise Against (Boys Night Out, Comeback Kid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006&lt;br /&gt;Wednsday Night Heroes and some other random bands I think... I don't know I didn't go to the concert for the music&lt;br /&gt;Metric (The Elected)&lt;br /&gt;Hot hot Heat (Controller.Controller)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;The Blood Brothers (Trail of Dead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007&lt;br /&gt;Christina Aguilera (The Pussy Cat Dolls)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:butchathena:772</id>
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    <title>My Wives.</title>
    <published>2007-03-19T00:30:14Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-19T00:40:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Queen Adreena</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christina Aguilera. She is a thing of beauty. Her concert blew me away. A million costume and set changes. So much stuff that she filled the entire employ parking lot with 16 ginormous trucks. Her vocal talent is amazing, her dancers were amazing, everything was just so completely amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Christina Aguilera; My Future Wife." src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y296/DayBreaker/HAWT/christina-aguilera.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other future wife is Katie Jane Garside of Queen Adreena. She also is a thing of beauty. She is my other favourite female vocalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Katie Jane Garside; My Other Future Wife" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y296/DayBreaker/HAWT/b0fdfaddae-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Still Katie Jane." src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y296/DayBreaker/HAWT/4972.jpg" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:butchathena:695</id>
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    <title>Yes, I went there.</title>
    <published>2007-03-18T00:58:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-18T00:58:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;I wanted one too.&lt;/em&gt; So here it is.</content>
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