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  <title>Xalticus</title>
  <subtitle>Xalticus</subtitle>
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    <name>Xalticus</name>
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  <updated>2004-01-11T03:17:00Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:xalticus:4314</id>
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    <issued>2004-01-10T22:14:00</issued>
    <title>Very, very damaging.</title>
    <published>2004-01-11T03:17:00Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-11T03:17:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, I had a pleasant day at work today, nothing like having to clean up after several hundred odd people to liven up the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This being the "hospitality" shift at McDonalds, usually it's not that bad, but today on the other hand was different, Today was a busy day, a day to go down in the history books as the day that would never end, until it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was only supposed to be cooking on this fine day, personally I hate cooking so I was rather cheesed, my friend came to me with the offer of working in the lobby, it was calm then, I took the shift and he was pleased. As I walked towards the filthy mess he left for me, I noticed not one, but many a customer, all of whom felt sort of weird, they were all being messy. I thought bto myself it was onbly a small rush, nothing to worry about, but I was wrong, the walls came down as flood after flood of customers came in, their filth only exceeding by their wretched ugliness, I have always wondered where they come from, well now I know, well only I know where they come to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I cleaned tables I smelt something a tad strange a little funky, I turned around and I saw I kid blow some chunkies, It was digusting, vile and putrid, but none the less It was my job to clean this mess, it was followed by another blowing of cookies which I also had the pleasure of cleaning. This was only 30 minutes into my shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With people scattered and in disarray, one went to the bathroom and had his way, soon as I entered to my surprise I saw the morning newspaper infront of a toilet, nothing new to me till I saw the splatter of goo on a picture of a girl, its seems someone had his fill of mcdonalds and got a wee too excited and spread the joy, all over the morning paper that was, I had to clean it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through out the shift I whispered to myself "This is very damaging" even before the incidents, I think I am psychic now by the way.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to change the garbages, usually an easy job, but I was in hell, seems there was a few holes in the bags as coffee bits dripped down my leg as I tried to get through the crowds of people without dieing from the smell. With the garbage done I sought to relax, but the higher ups thought it was time to bring out the axe. They gave me the garbage run, I had a thin jacket, it was -30 out, I had no gloves, near frost bite I came, till someone helped, they handed me gloves, I worshiped them, though the icey pop drizzled on me as I put the garbage around the broken compacter, my boss asked why I took so long, not even asking if I were ok, the bastard is an asshole and probably gay, I answered with a kind voice telling the truth, he acted all pompus, yet inside I laugh for he's 35 and has been working at McDonalds since he was 14, he's a sad, sad man, with probably no friends outside of his work (or in it if you ask me ;) ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It settled down after that I came home all scattered, for this day was damaging and emotionally tattered.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:xalticus:4018</id>
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    <issued>2003-06-14T02:00:00</issued>
    <title>Prom</title>
    <published>2003-06-14T06:00:21Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-14T06:00:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well that was aa experience that I will rememeber for sure, hence it was a BLAST.  Despite what everyone else said the Lasagna was good, maybe it was juf the 5 pieces of it I had, personally I didn't think it was possible to screw up Ceasar Salad, yet they did....  Bastards, those potato thingies were good too, I also consumed many pretzels and like 17 drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consumed that many drink due to a thing known as Punjabi music, now I'm listening to nice loud rock to get that stuff of my head, *bunga dunga bunga dunga bunga dunga, booo dooo booddooo dew dew*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on about that food for hours, lucky for you I won't.  I danced with more people than I thought I would, that number being between Zero and One.  the Cool part being that 2 of those girls I danced with were ones that I don't normally hang around, hence it wasn't like "just because we're friends dance" which is cool, though I have found a downside to my height, I'm really friggen tall and most girls are short unless they are cool and have boots that boost them like 2-3 inches in height, but back to what I was saying there, my height has comfort issues, its all stretchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately and as I expected, I don't think any goirls are all hotty for my body, c'mon even Andrew had a girl tell him to ask her friend to dance with, IT'S ANDREW FOR CRAP'S SAKE!!!....  Damn me and my uncharizmatic(quote Rumble, TF:tM) looks, it'd be nice to be wanted, but life ain't perfect....  DAMN YOU POWERS THAT BE!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I'm really tired and slightly insane, MWUAHAHAHAHA!  damn caffeine how I love thee, well all and all I had a great time, if any questions need to be asked you know how to contact me, but saying tired made me sleepyish so I'm not typing any thing else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACCEPT THIS &lt;br /&gt;AND THIS&lt;br /&gt;AND THIS&lt;br /&gt;AND THIS&lt;br /&gt;AND THIS.....</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:xalticus:3763</id>
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    <issued>2003-05-18T12:55:00</issued>
    <title>I r G-Fus fear me!</title>
    <published>2003-05-18T17:02:24Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-18T17:02:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/lamidnight/1053112549_DeLiShExaaaGenius.jpg" border="0" alt="Genius. Lucky you."&gt;&lt;br&gt;Genius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/lamidnight/quizzes/What%20Stereotype%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Stereotype Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:xalticus:3423</id>
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    <issued>2003-05-09T14:53:00</issued>
    <title>Heh</title>
    <published>2003-05-09T19:01:59Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-09T19:01:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to &lt;i&gt;the Fifth Level of Hell!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here is how you matched up against all the levels:&lt;br&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" style="margin: 5px; background-color: #000000; border: none; font: 10pt arial, verdana, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;;"&gt;&lt;tr style="font: bold 12pt arial, verdana, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; background-color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Level&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Score&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #220033; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#0" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Purgatory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Repenting Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #110022; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#1" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 1 - Limbo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Virtuous Non-Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #220011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#2" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Lustful)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #330011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#3" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Gluttonous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #440011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#4" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Prodigal and Avaricious)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #c40033; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #550011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#5" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Wrathful and Gloomy)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ee2244; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Extreme&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #660011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#6" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 6 - The City of Dis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Heretics)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ee2244; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Extreme&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #770011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#7" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Violent)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ee2244; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Extreme&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #880011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#8" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 8- the Malebolge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #c40033; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #990011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#9" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 9 - Cocytus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Treacherous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #c40033; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.mv"&gt;Dante's Inferno Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:xalticus:3304</id>
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    <issued>2003-05-08T19:19:00</issued>
    <title>Why am I not surprised?</title>
    <published>2003-05-08T23:33:06Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-08T23:33:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">[&lt;b&gt;Error:&lt;/b&gt; Irreparable invalid markup ('&amp;lt;a [...] http://images.quizilla.com/x/xdeadxstarx/1043989612_icturesred.jpg&amp;quot;&amp;gt;') in entry.  Owner must fix manually.  Raw contents below.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 95%; overflow: auto"&gt;&amp;lt;img src=&amp;quot;http://images.quizilla.com/1032401105_CDocumentsandSettingsOwnerMyDocuments4journalquiz16.gif&amp;quot; border=&amp;quot;0&amp;quot; alt=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Emotional Wreck. You are extremely emotional. You&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;feel contentment moreso than happiness and your&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;emotional lows are to the extreme. You need to&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;cheer up and start enjoying your life. Where&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;there is rain there is a rainbow and you need&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;to see it more than others. Do something that&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;makes you happy.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;a href=&amp;quot;http://quizilla.com/users/wintermoon/quizzes/How%20Emotional%20Are%20You%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;img src=&amp;quot;http://images.quizilla.com/X/xdeadxstarx/1043989612_icturesRed.JPG&amp;quot; border=&amp;quot;0&amp;quot; alt=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Your Heart is Red&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;a href=&amp;quot;http://quizilla.com/users/xdeadxstarx/quizzes/What%20Color%20is%20Your%20Heart%3F%20/&amp;quot;&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;-1&amp;quot;&amp;gt;What Color is Your Heart? &amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt; &amp;lt;font size=&amp;quot;-3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;brought to you by &amp;lt;a href=&amp;quot;http://quizilla.com&amp;quot;&amp;gt;Quizilla&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:xalticus:3063</id>
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    <issued>2003-04-28T22:50:00</issued>
    <title>Today is better than yesturday</title>
    <published>2003-04-29T02:52:23Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-29T02:52:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The girl inwhich I was speaking of in yesturday's post Called me, though it was a long distance call we talked for an hour, at least :D  That made me very content, oh how I love her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all that needs to be said, plus I hope she calls again, her voice is so cute :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter "Pestilence" Sands</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:xalticus:2591</id>
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    <issued>2003-04-27T17:26:00</issued>
    <title>This can't be good</title>
    <published>2003-04-27T21:34:37Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-27T21:34:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table cellpadding="10" cellspacing="0" width="350" style="background-image: url(http://www.phyde.plus.com/matrix_paper.png); border-style: double; border-color: black; border-width: 3px; background-color: transparent; border: black double 3px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center !important; font-family: courier new, courier, monospace !important ; font-size: 15px !important ; color: black ; background-color: transparent !important; font-weight: bold !important; padding-left: 40px !important; padding-right: 30px !important;"&gt;I scored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 30px;"&gt;78%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the classic 400 Point Purity Test!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center !important; font-family: courier new, courier, monospace !important; font-size: 15px !important; color: black !important; background-color: transparent !important; font-weight: bold !important;  padding-left: 40px !important; padding-right: 30px !important;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.phyde.plus.com/purity400.html" target="_new" style="text-decoration: none !important; color: navy !important;"&gt;Take the test here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:xalticus:2312</id>
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    <issued>2003-04-27T16:09:00</issued>
    <title>Silent Steps of Echoing Pain</title>
    <published>2003-04-27T20:50:09Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-27T20:50:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">As the one whom I am speaking of currently knows, I infact came forward out of my shell of fear and finally told her how I truely feel, I told her that I was "Madly in love with her" sadly, I am still unsure due to my case of self hatred and all, thus because I'm an idiot.  Another thing is, that confuses me and also angers me is that this is an "Internet relationship" I know I preach against those on a regular basis, but this isn;'t really a relationship, more of a "I have known you for a long time and love everything about you including you." sort of thing.  We have been good friends for quite sometime, I've told her things that none of my Real life friends know about me, nothing hbig only futile things, things in which I so gloriously refer to as "Stupid" hence they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It pains me not being able to see her everyday, or at least at all, though unlike some of my friends *glances at Kitt* this isn't that much of a long distance thing, she does live considerably close, but also considerably far, given my modes and choices for transportation and all.  The thing that has troubled me the most is that whenever I have ever had a chance with her, I have always said "No you don't have a chance with her."   She also is in somewhat of a relationsip now with someone her own age, unlike myself, for I am but a few years younger than her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to what she says, I see her to be beautiful, mentally and physically, though at this point I no longer care for physical beauty for I have surpassed that state of juvenile lust and distinction.  I see my self as a better person when I chat with her on the internet, I have felt somewhat this way for others inwhich I shall not name, though they may know who they are, but never have I actually felt it so deeply as this, perhaps the space between just increases my wishes to be with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have missed my chance with her several times, and now since I have been close to an emotional breakdown, I decided to get it out in the open and guess what, as with every other girl I have said anything the slightest bit in the direction of dating and what not, though she said nothing of the sort and said that she thought it was nice, which she probably did..  Though I am still aware theat she has been having problems as of latly what with past exxperiences coming back to haunt her, this was the last burden I had wanted to place on her shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear for myself though, for as of late I have developed an inner desire to initiate my own down fall, though conversing with her does help supress that pain, it would be grand if this all worked out though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was saying earlier about what happens when I express my "true" feelings to others *eyes Lenore* I found I get avoided and soon go mad and become bitter, from the large amount of rejection I've felt in my life, it has turned me into a bitter little shadow of how I once was, I remember my days when I was indeed content, alas life has had it's way of telling me I am not allowed to be content, perhaps it is better if I continue to supress all my feelings and remain my subtle but usually kind and helpful self.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm sure many have also felt this way, as of lately I have been thinking of the dreaded thing known as suicide, unfortunately for you all, I have decided against it, for I know it will bring more sorrrow to those around me than I will ever feel, hence it's not worth it, also it being the cowards way out, and I am no coward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there is more I have to say, but after that last little confession I believe it's best if I leave that mess for another time.  And to those of you who are wondering no I am not going to say who this person is, if you know you know if you don't you don't and that's final, all I can say is You don't know her, at least to my knowledge at least, I am not telling her name to insure her privacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have anything to say or comment on please feel free, if I didn't want input I wouldn't have posted this little thingnow would I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Peter "Pestilence" Sands</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:xalticus:2197</id>
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    <issued>2003-04-15T23:35:00</issued>
    <title>Ah Good ol' Evil, so so True</title>
    <published>2003-04-16T03:40:02Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-16T03:40:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/K/koshii/1045786729_sonPVdough.jpg" border="0" alt="doughresult"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're the Doughboys! Your true evil is split&lt;br&gt;between wanting to do two different but evil&lt;br&gt;things. However you're just a manifestation of&lt;br&gt;inner chaos. Back to the darkness, fiend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/koshii/quizzes/What%20Johnny%20the%20Homicidal%20Maniac%20character%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Johnny the Homicidal Maniac character are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:xalticus:2029</id>
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    <issued>2003-04-07T23:34:00</issued>
    <title>Look at Me Apparently I'm a sexy Hoe</title>
    <published>2003-04-08T03:38:39Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-08T03:38:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;html&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.rampantgecko.com/paradox/dark.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your magical style is Dark. &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rampantgecko.com/paradox/magicquiz.html"&gt;What type of Magic do you work?&lt;/a&gt;. Take the Magical Style Quiz by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/girlwithagun"&gt;Paradox&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:xalticus:1609</id>
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    <issued>2003-03-09T20:10:00</issued>
    <title>Cool stuff</title>
    <published>2003-03-10T01:11:57Z</published>
    <updated>2003-03-10T01:11:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am rolling in cash is neopets, because I PWN in it, HELL YEAH!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then that, after a lot of waiting, till say Fall 2004 I'm getting my own Bachelor pad, And I only need to pay $400 Canadian per month for it, a BRAND NEW PLACE too, thus giving another HELL YEAH!!  I'll be moving into it just after my 19th b-day, hence I have some where to crash when I'm piss drunk.  WOO HOO w00t w00t, I even get my own Patio with it! And a fridge, stove, washer/dryer, Dish washer.  A nice comfortable washroom, that includes a rainfall type of shower head thingy, a bath tub, A toilet and my own sink!  And the place is pre equipped fotr High speed internet.  It also moves me closer top my good friends, once Again I give myself a HELL YEAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I get to live with my Cat. Hooray!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:xalticus:1518</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://xalticus.deadjournal.com/1518.html"/>
    <issued>2003-03-09T02:10:00</issued>
    <title>Early morning edition of Realization</title>
    <published>2003-03-09T07:16:27Z</published>
    <updated>2003-03-09T07:16:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My carpeted floor in my computer room is very comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Lip cap should be its own food group, I think I have eaten like 3 little tubey things of it so far, that and vasaline....   Mmmmm  delicous vasaline.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o0o0o Degenatron....  everyone go here : www.degenatron.com</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:xalticus:1250</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://xalticus.deadjournal.com/1250.html"/>
    <issued>2003-03-08T23:10:00</issued>
    <title>Hooray for Neopets!!!</title>
    <published>2003-03-09T04:11:37Z</published>
    <updated>2003-03-09T04:11:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;    &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.neopets.com/guilds/guild.phtml?oid=darkslayer2000"&gt;&lt;img src="http://content.neopets.com/guilds/d/darkslayer2000/darkslayer200086289Banner.gif" alt="Silver Shoyru Guild" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:xalticus:901</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://xalticus.deadjournal.com/901.html"/>
    <issued>2003-03-07T23:25:00</issued>
    <title>Realization.</title>
    <published>2003-03-08T04:25:22Z</published>
    <updated>2003-03-08T04:25:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">After my odd experience which happened just momenjts ago, I have somewhat realized, that I enjoy staying at home and have a "net-social life"  I have many chances to interact with others and have a real life, social life, but I seem to prefer to keep to myself.   With my real life social activities I seem to take pride in scaring others away, by disgusting them, confusing or just scaring them away, all of this is done on purpose....  Meh I enjoy it though, and I've always said take pride in what youre good at :)</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:xalticus:599</id>
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    <issued>2003-03-07T15:10:00</issued>
    <title>xalticus @ 2003-03-07T15:10:00</title>
    <published>2003-03-07T20:10:04Z</published>
    <updated>2003-03-07T20:10:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ooo0o0o0o0oo  I should take a picture of the Harker I just had.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:deadjournal.com:atom1:xalticus:300</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://xalticus.deadjournal.com/300.html"/>
    <issued>2003-03-07T15:00:00</issued>
    <title>Hooray</title>
    <published>2003-03-07T20:02:54Z</published>
    <updated>2003-03-07T20:02:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Me got a dead Journal now (obviously) I shall now update this with random information about... you guessed it ME.  If you think this is the slightest bit odd this is nothong compared to my various "Moods" these "moods" can destroy kingdoms and beauty with their destructive forces with bend the ties and dreams which once bonded the very states of reality in which we thrive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: To Whom it may concern by reading any of my Entries I now own your soul, by order of the Blue Feces Society of Lost Causes.</content>
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