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  <title>Ben and his Playhouse in which Harmony Lives</title>
  <subtitle>Enter the Playhouse.</subtitle>
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  <updated>2008-07-21T04:38:40Z</updated>
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    <title>lighterfluid543 @ 2008-07-21T00:36:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-21T04:38:40Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-21T04:38:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Being financially unstable is a bitch. It really is.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lighterfluid543:80269</id>
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    <title>lighterfluid543 @ 2008-07-18T23:56:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-19T03:59:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-19T03:59:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I really don't have much to say here. I'm working. I'm living. Etcetera.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lighterfluid543:80121</id>
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    <title>lighterfluid543 @ 2008-07-11T16:01:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-11T20:05:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-11T20:05:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I really want school to start again. Summer is just...generally boring. I've been doing stuff and such, but it just doesn't seem to have a point. I'd RATHER be learning something, and I'd especially rather be with the Acting Ensemble. Rather be playing my instrument with people. And just being with people in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans are a sad race, but I just can't get enough of them.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lighterfluid543:79842</id>
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    <title>lighterfluid543 @ 2008-06-30T23:30:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-01T03:34:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-01T03:34:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Benjamin is somebody who doesn't know if he wants to be nice and get ran over, or be an ass and get somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin is scared of his own shadow.&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin is having trouble being reassured lately.&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin is not fond of his family.&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin is worried, immensely.&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin might not go to college...not by his choice.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lighterfluid543:79515</id>
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    <title>lighterfluid543 @ 2008-06-28T23:12:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-29T03:15:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-29T03:15:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">All I am is a confused boy who doesn't know what he wants to do with his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lighterfluid543:79346</id>
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    <title>lighterfluid543 @ 2008-06-11T23:06:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-12T03:08:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-12T03:08:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I need to collect my thoughts. Lots and lots of thoughts.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lighterfluid543:78989</id>
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    <title>lighterfluid543 @ 2008-06-01T20:55:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-02T01:04:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-02T01:04:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Maybe I'll start using this thing again..I mean, I used it in middle school when I was all sad and the like. Those feelings are starting to haunt my brain all over again. It's kind of terrifying. Recently, I was more sad than I ever was in middle school...maybe not...but I was pretty low. Things don't seem to be going as swimmingly as one would hope for them to. I guess I'm bringing it upon myself. I dunno. Life just really is kind of sad. I want to go to NYC. But, on my own... College is quite a while away though.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lighterfluid543:78700</id>
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    <title>lighterfluid543 @ 2008-05-15T19:21:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-15T23:22:56Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-15T23:22:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm a miserable human being with miserable intentions.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lighterfluid543:78574</id>
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    <title>lighterfluid543 @ 2008-01-16T19:40:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-17T00:39:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-17T00:39:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Livejournal has apparently died.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lighterfluid543:78088</id>
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    <title>lighterfluid543 @ 2007-12-21T20:19:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-22T01:20:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-22T01:20:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's been quite some time since I've used this thing. I may just delete it, I dunno. Whatevuh. Uuum...I got the part of Roger in the school musical. Good?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lighterfluid543:78037</id>
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    <title>lighterfluid543 @ 2007-09-30T17:45:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-30T21:45:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-30T21:45:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay, good. The season has been salvaged. The first competition...shouldn't even count. I'm going to forget about it.  WE CAN NOW SAY THAT WE'VE GONE FROM A 60.25 TO AN 89.5. WE TOTALLY ROCK (minus last week)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lighterfluid543:77529</id>
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    <title>lighterfluid543 @ 2007-09-20T19:43:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-20T23:43:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-20T23:43:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's all gone. After a year and three months. All of my hair is gone.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lighterfluid543:77304</id>
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    <title>lighterfluid543 @ 2007-09-07T16:28:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-07T20:28:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-07T20:28:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">School.&lt;br /&gt;Art.&lt;br /&gt;School.&lt;br /&gt;Music.&lt;br /&gt;School.&lt;br /&gt;Folk.&lt;br /&gt;School.&lt;br /&gt;Stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....school.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lighterfluid543:76887</id>
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    <title>lighterfluid543 @ 2007-08-26T02:05:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-26T06:15:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-26T06:15:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's almost back to school. How uncool is that? It's really something to ANTI-envy. But, I'm not the only one to be anti-envied. Lot's of people are. Way too many.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lighterfluid543:76534</id>
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    <title>lighterfluid543 @ 2007-08-20T22:41:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-21T02:42:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-21T02:42:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Am I a moron?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lighterfluid543:76181</id>
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    <title>lighterfluid543 @ 2007-08-14T10:12:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-14T14:14:51Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-14T14:14:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My brother is currently trying to make me angry, and sounding like the real fucking moron he is doing so. He's not really making me mad, but it's kindof funny to hear him shouting like a nimrod. There are so many things I could say to him right now that would make him angry enough to try to hurt me, because being the moron he is, he's too stupid to do anything else, but try to hurt me, which I guess he THINKS makes me scared of him. He's choked me before, and he hits me. And such. He's quite honestly probably in the top 5 people I respect the least. Along with my dad. Which is kindof sad really....</content>
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    <title>lighterfluid543 @ 2007-08-01T18:37:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-01T22:39:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-01T22:39:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">LightMyCandle170: its really pretty, its got a salt water taffy store right by there&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: Sounds like a time. (besides the taffy, ha)&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: No taffy for Benny.&lt;br /&gt;LightMyCandle170: well, technically, its a kite store&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: A kite/taffy store.&lt;br /&gt;LightMyCandle170: but it sells salt water taffy&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: Cuz I mean, they go hand in hand.&lt;br /&gt;LightMyCandle170: of course&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: Just like mayonaisse and go carts.&lt;br /&gt;LightMyCandle170: or ipods and hotel soap&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: Or ketchup and gameboys.&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: Haha, that list could go on forever.&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: Or Iodized Salt and Sketchers.&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: ANYWAY, before I get sucked into that.&lt;br /&gt;LightMyCandle170: lol&lt;br /&gt;LightMyCandle170: yeah, we could go on for a while&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: Peanut butter and car stereos.&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: Ice cream and playhouses.&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: Haha, these could all be the names of those black and white depressing indie movies.&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: Where it's like "And his tear lit the world of her gossip bubble only to be popped by the uncanny ability to read"&lt;br /&gt;LightMyCandle170: LOL&lt;br /&gt;LightMyCandle170: XD&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: *tear streams down face*&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: And that's how Mayonaisse and Go Carts ends.&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: Ha.&lt;br /&gt;LightMyCandle170: wow&lt;br /&gt;LightMyCandle170: you are so weird, dude&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: Hah, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: I'm telling you, we should make that movie.&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: Mayonaisse and Go Carts&lt;br /&gt;LightMyCandle170: what about P-Dizzle?!&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: Mayonaisse and Go Carts II : This time it's worthy of 1000 Tears.&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: Mayonaisse and Go Carts III :  The Tears of 250 Cups of Sadness.&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: Mayonaisse and Go Carts IV: How many tears does it take to dissolve to the middle of a tootsie pop?&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: Mayonaisse and Go Carts V : A Single Tear Lit Mars Wind and Jupiter to the Earth Sky.&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: Hhaha, okay Rachel, I need to stop.&lt;br /&gt;LightMyCandle170: lol&lt;br /&gt;LightMyCandle170: omg&lt;br /&gt;LightMyCandle170: you do&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: Hahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;LightMyCandle170: stop it&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: Haha.&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: I'm thinking of putting this conversation in my profile.&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: Cuz I mean, Mayonaisse and Go Carts NEEDS NEEDS NEEDS to be made.&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: Okay.&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: No worries.&lt;br /&gt;LightMyCandle170: promise?&lt;br /&gt;LightMyCandle170: lol&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: I think so...&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: ....&lt;br /&gt;LightMyCandle170: COME ON BEN&lt;br /&gt;LightMyCandle170: you need to quit!&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: ..........Mayonaisse and Go Carts VI : .......Tears of the Sun streaming down the Moons Face...&lt;br /&gt;WifeAnd18Kids: .....</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lighterfluid543:75632</id>
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    <title>lighterfluid543 @ 2007-07-31T14:46:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-31T18:52:32Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-31T18:52:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Mm....so, I'm confused. Sunday I played my guitar for 10 hours. Yesterday for 4, today for 1 (I'll prolly do some more later). It's just really confusing. &lt;br /&gt;Not really in a good mood right now. I think I'm allergic to cats. Stinkin cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been writing a lot lately. Fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.</content>
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    <title>lighterfluid543 @ 2007-07-30T00:16:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-30T04:17:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-30T04:17:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Just played guitar for 10 hours straight. Hope to make that a daily thing.</content>
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    <title>lighterfluid543 @ 2007-07-28T12:52:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-28T17:01:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-28T17:01:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Last night I went into my room and wrote three poems, no, four poems. One about Love. One about the voices in my head. One about the colors I see. And one about aliens who come to Earth and throw a block party. The last one was the weirdest. Because it began as an ode to the pen, and became then random babble, and ended as an alien block party kindof thing...&lt;br /&gt;Writing is fun. Lot's of it. Can't really write stories or plays very well, but I do indeed enjoy writing poems or short bits or what my mind sees.</content>
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    <title>lighterfluid543 @ 2007-07-22T14:00:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-22T18:01:07Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-22T18:01:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Read Deathly Hallows and am still shaking and still kindof numb.</content>
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    <title>lighterfluid543 @ 2007-07-19T22:19:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-20T02:21:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-20T02:21:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I got an acoustic guitar. Already have a new song written on it. Two really. You know, guitar is easily the most important inanimate thing in my life. More so than...well, anything else. It just means so much to me...I think it's been almost a year now, and I've made pretty good progress I guess. I can't remember a day that I haven't played for at LEAST 20 minutes...so, that's good.</content>
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    <title>lighterfluid543 @ 2007-07-14T12:57:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-14T17:01:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-14T17:01:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ok, so, we got three movies. Miracle, The Descent, and Hustle and Flow. Miracle I'd seen before, and you know, it's a good movie. The Descent scared the shit out of me. I had to reach from the recliner to turn on the light to make sure a big eared fucker wasn't gonna get into a boxing match with me. And then, last night I watched Hustle and Flow, and all I can say is Wow. That was a good movie. Definitely in my top 10. It was just..reallly good.</content>
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    <title>lighterfluid543 @ 2007-07-11T18:50:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-11T22:51:49Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-11T22:51:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If any hasn't known, I've been driving for the past three days. Easiest thing I've done in a long time.</content>
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    <title>lighterfluid543 @ 2007-07-07T20:57:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-08T01:01:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-08T01:01:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yo friends. It's obvious that I'm not the only one with problems, and don't peg me as ever thinking this. My family is screwed up, but hey, not my fault, and I'm not gonna try to change it. Whatever. Let it be. But I wish I could be more open with you guys. And I wish you could be more open with me. I'm guess there aren't that many people who read this. Even if it's there. But still. It's my offer. I don't know if I can help, but still. And if you aren't open with me, it's just my fault anyway. I mean, when I try to help, I guess I'm a bit odd about it. All I can do is tell you about my crap experiences, and I don't think that helps. Sorry then, if I can't help.</content>
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