<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351</id><updated>2011-07-14T20:51:03.472-04:00</updated><title type='text'>VampireDust</title><subtitle type='html'>"In tombs of gold and lapis lazulim, Bodies of holy men and women exude, Miraculous oil, odour of violet. But under heavy loads of clay lies bodies of the Vampires full of blood: Their shrouds are bloody and their lips are wet."  
By William Yeats 
</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>187</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-110248577970427191</id><published>2004-12-08T01:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T01:02:59.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time is never on my side</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Boy Hits Car- The RebirthSo its almost christmas time again. We all know what that means, right kiddies? Thats right, a rough time. Christmas is always hard around my house now, since my brother died. I mean, it's understandable, but christmas is supposed to be a happy time. And try as we might to make it one, theres always that one point in the day that someone breaks </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/110248577970427191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/110248577970427191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/12/time-is-never-on-my-side.html' title='Time is never on my side'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-110191911188915353</id><published>2004-12-01T11:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T11:38:31.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not easy to hide all this damage inside</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Staind(acoustic)- Hidden SongI'm sitting at school, bored again. I don't have class until 2, my History seminar. I usually look forward to it, today isn't any different. Call me a dork, but I like my history class. Speaking of my history class, two weeks in a row now the bus has been late to the point where I came to class as it was ending. I'm getting really pissed at</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/110191911188915353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/110191911188915353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/12/its-not-easy-to-hide-all-this-damage.html' title='It&apos;s not easy to hide all this damage inside'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-110066147933645626</id><published>2004-11-16T22:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T22:17:59.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When push comes to shove</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Sliptknot- PurityI'm sitting here in my freezing cold room with a headache. I need to cut my toenails, but I can't find my clippers. I've bitten all my finger nails off and the black polish is chipping. I need to tweeze my eyebrows, but I don't have any tweezers, my Mom usually does that for me. I have clean shirts and undergarments hung up around my room because I'm too </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/110066147933645626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/110066147933645626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/11/when-push-comes-to-shove.html' title='When push comes to shove'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-110012754312070084</id><published>2004-11-10T17:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T18:02:32.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruit Integration Baby</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Absolutely nothing. I forgot my MP3 player at home because I'm a ghey fag.So, its been like what, over a month now since I've updated this darn thing? I hope half of you haven't wasted your time coming back to check and see if I have posted since the last time you checked. 'Cause that would suck and I'd have to laugh in your faces. The past two weekends have been Drew </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/110012754312070084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/110012754312070084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/11/fruit-integration-baby.html' title='Fruit Integration Baby'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109778686263979745</id><published>2004-10-14T16:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T16:47:42.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh joy oh bliss</title><summary type='text'>So its been an interesting week, to say the least. Two visits to the hospital, a call to 911, an ambulance ride, a prescription for amoxicillin, missed classes, a panic attack caused by a spasm in my right lung, a hug from a friend, a lot of cold medication, a movie called Quills, handfulls of freezies, chest x-rays, falling asleep in lecture, emails to my profs, a visit from my Mom at the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109778686263979745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109778686263979745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/10/oh-joy-oh-bliss.html' title='Oh joy oh bliss'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109666140246610402</id><published>2004-10-01T15:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T16:10:02.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Humanitarianism shmanitarianism</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: GNR- Live And Let DieThird week of University has gone by, and fast. I'm enjoying all of my classes, and not having trouble so far. I've already written one paper for my History class. I felt so good after I had finished writing it, like a weight off of my chest. And darnit I think I did awesome on it too. I had to write about the general reasons in the decline of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109666140246610402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109666140246610402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/10/humanitarianism-shmanitarianism.html' title='Humanitarianism shmanitarianism'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109514260677743623</id><published>2004-09-14T02:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T02:16:46.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Walked away, walked away, oh my god I walked away</title><summary type='text'>So, not much to say. Tomorrow is the first day of classes for me and Im fuggen nervous. I just know Im going to have trouble finding my classes. Thats the wonders of a huge randomly placed University. How fun!I dyed my hair again when I went to visit the rents this weekend. It was my Aunts birthday and we had the family down. Mom and I went shopping and we bought ourselves some more hair colour.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109514260677743623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109514260677743623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/09/walked-away-walked-away-oh-my-god-i.html' title='Walked away, walked away, oh my god I walked away'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109457942084440151</id><published>2004-09-07T13:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T13:50:20.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This happiness is killing me</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: HIM-Right Here In My ArmsSo today I took the bus to Trent for the first time. I tried clocking it to see how long it would take, for future reference, and I think it's roughly a little over an hour. First I have to take the bus outside of my house to the terminal, and then the Trent bus to the school. It really sucks butt that it's going to take me that long to get to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109457942084440151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109457942084440151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/09/this-happiness-is-killing-me.html' title='This happiness is killing me'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109397567773564862</id><published>2004-08-31T14:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T14:07:57.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I will never forsake you</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Evanescence- Lies So Kelly comes home tomorrow and thats the most exciting thing thats happened in forever. We're gonna go and pick her up. Oh and her Dad came by today to put up the blinds, bring her tv, and I think thats all he did! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109397567773564862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109397567773564862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-will-never-forsake-you_31.html' title='I will never forsake you'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109390267787623423</id><published>2004-08-30T17:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T20:17:01.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day After Tomorrow</title><summary type='text'>I'm currently nervous and excited; I just applied to be a gothic model online. I sent in some pictures of myself, filled out their form, and now I await their email back to me. I think I might send emails to a bunch of different places, maybe one of them will reply with something good to say! Anyways, just updating you on the latest news in Mandy land. Stay tuned for more updates.EDIT: I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109390267787623423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109390267787623423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/08/day-after-tomorrow.html' title='Day After Tomorrow'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109389229440865480</id><published>2004-08-30T14:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T14:58:14.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Requim For A Dream</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Fuel-Innocent(Piano Acoustic)So the other morning I was talking with Adam and Steve, and none of us could sleep. Adam was talking to his landlady and she said that she wasn't able to sleep a wink either. (Mind you this wasn't the night I wrote about it the last entry, this was... Saturday night I thinks? Yes, Saturday night). So I just realized why now... The full moon. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109389229440865480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109389229440865480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/08/requim-for-dream.html' title='Requim For A Dream'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109370737827049931</id><published>2004-08-28T11:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T11:39:42.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Witches Magical Handbook</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: The sound of the cars on the street. Goddamn their loud when you have a headache.So did anyone else notice the extreme rains yesterday? Wasnt it wonderful? The thunder was exquisite. I miss listening to it on my metal roof at home, but I'm sure my mom loved it. I slept through most of it, until at least 12 in the afternoon... But since I haven't slept since then I think </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109370737827049931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109370737827049931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/08/witches-magical-handbook.html' title='The Witches Magical Handbook'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109357647922972553</id><published>2004-08-26T22:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T23:14:39.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>She's crazy like a fool</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Placebo-Black EyedWell, because it's been so long, I will write about what I did last weekend. Nathan came over for the weekend, it was definitely a good idea for him to get away from his house. He's been having a bit of trouble lately in the girl area. I was frustrated about something... What would you do if you found out that a friend of yours was pregnant, and her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109357647922972553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109357647922972553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/08/shes-crazy-like-fool.html' title='She&apos;s crazy like a fool'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109333005091765727</id><published>2004-08-24T02:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T02:47:58.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Kermi</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: A Perfect Circle- Wake The Dead Poor Kermi, he's so ashamed. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109333005091765727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109333005091765727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/08/poor-kermi.html' title='Poor Kermi'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109332990638964765</id><published>2004-08-24T02:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T02:45:06.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>They're singing my name up there</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To:Frank Zappa- Titties and BeerSo I went with Steve and Adam to the Galaxy tonight and we saw Exorcist: The Beginning. WOW! It was really good. Nothing is better than the origional, but I must say this comes really close. And at parts, I was actually grossed out and spooked. A must see, for sure. If you watched the first one and wondered where in the world it started from </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109332990638964765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109332990638964765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/08/theyre-singing-my-name-up-there.html' title='They&apos;re singing my name up there'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109306436581104244</id><published>2004-08-21T00:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T00:59:25.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>x meets y from hell on acid</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: A Perfect Cirlce(Live)-Ashes to AshesLord knows, it's been done before, but this little dictionary of literary "reviewese" is pretty funny. You could compile a similar list for music "reviewese," of course, and there would be many overlapping terms. They even tend to drop some of the same gratuitous names. The main difference: music reviewers will by and large refer to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109306436581104244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109306436581104244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/08/x-meets-y-from-hell-on-acid.html' title='x meets y from hell on acid'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109306378720307681</id><published>2004-08-21T00:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T00:52:54.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What your mother would cringe at if she ever saw it.</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Deep Purple-Child In TimeSo, I did the best thing you could ever do with a permanent marker...Muwahahaha....Ahem....So I had this spice girls mouse pad, and I had to use it because I had no other... sooo earlier on tonight I decided that it needed some spicing up(pun intended). I grabbed my handy dandy(notebook?) permanent marker and went at her. This is the result of my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109306378720307681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109306378720307681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/08/what-your-mother-would-cringe-at-if.html' title='What your mother would cringe at if she ever saw it.'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109304137559099636</id><published>2004-08-20T18:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T18:36:15.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Millennium</title><summary type='text'>I checked it out just a few minutes ago, and my wonderful bio is up and running on Intuitive Music! Heres the link if you wanna check it out: Mandy's BioOther than that I've found out that I cannot for the life of me make panckes. I  mean they didnt taste all that bad with syrup on them, but over all, they were not real looking pancakes. Kind of hard to explain really. I guess I just lack the "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109304137559099636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109304137559099636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/08/millennium.html' title='Millennium'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109297435910630702</id><published>2004-08-19T23:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T23:59:19.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There's no one here to talk to, and the pain inside is makin' me numb</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: 3 Doors Down- ChangesSo the wonderful Naomi at Intuitive Music.com invited me to be a part of their staff, because I am such an active member in their Club Extravagance community. Hey what can I say? I love the place. The people there are so welcoming and whenever I post a picture I get a positive comment(Well, unless RealBitch is posting, but she hates everyone so it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109297435910630702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109297435910630702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/08/theres-no-one-here-to-talk-to-and-pain.html' title='There&apos;s no one here to talk to, and the pain inside is makin&apos; me numb'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109297393364344891</id><published>2004-08-19T23:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T00:04:02.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thats right, Im yelling at you, what are you gonna do about it?</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Apocalyptica-Path</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109297393364344891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109297393364344891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/08/thats-right-im-yelling-at-you-what-are.html' title='Thats right, Im yelling at you, what are you gonna do about it?'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109285473682727737</id><published>2004-08-18T14:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T14:45:36.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It feels like I've been buried under the weight of the world</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To:Anathema -ReConnectYesterday my entire family went to see Kelly in Haliburton. Don't believe me? It took two cars! Mom, Dad, Matthew, Kyle, Daniel, Grandma, Grandad and Me. Oh and Grandma's dog Lucky. Phew! Mom packed us a picnic lunch, which was really good. We sat out on the water front and ate our lunch first, then they went swimming and Matthew and Dad went Kayaking. (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109285473682727737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109285473682727737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/08/it-feels-like-ive-been-buried-under.html' title='It feels like I&apos;ve been buried under the weight of the world'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109278530950644118</id><published>2004-08-17T19:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T19:28:29.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Similar Minds.com</title><summary type='text'>    Freudian Inventory Results    Genital (36%) you appear to have a pessimistic and regressive outlook on life. Latency (63%) you may be using learning as an escape from living. Phallic (56%) you appear to have a good balance of sexual awareness and sexual composure. Anal (46%) you appear to have a good balance of self control and spontaneity. Oral (63%) you appear to be overly passive and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109278530950644118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109278530950644118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/08/similar-mindscom.html' title='Similar Minds.com'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109272137397640143</id><published>2004-08-17T01:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T01:42:53.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>AP: Israel Cave Linked to John the Baptist</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Neil Young- Lets RollBy KARIN LAUB"KIBBUTZ TZUBA, Israel (AP) - Archaeologists think they've found a cave where John the Baptist baptized many of his followers - basing their theory on thousands of shards from ritual jugs, a stone used for foot cleansing and wall carvings telling the story of the biblical preacher.Only a few artifacts linked to New Testament figures </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109272137397640143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109272137397640143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/08/ap-israel-cave-linked-to-john-baptist.html' title='AP: Israel Cave Linked to John the Baptist'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109261887644175950</id><published>2004-08-15T21:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T21:14:36.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicely healed, but smooth as a baby's bottom.</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Staind- SuffocateWell, my finger is healed and doesn't hurt anymore. It's so sad that this is my latest news. But anyways, here's a new picture for everyone to see, cause I know you care about me oh so much. :P Oh and the blister is nice and smooth, and no more plastic is left on the finger. Thank god!Healed goodnes:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109261887644175950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109261887644175950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/08/nicely-healed-but-smooth-as-babys.html' title='Nicely healed, but smooth as a baby&apos;s bottom.'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109254844742582205</id><published>2004-08-15T01:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T01:42:05.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Watching The Messenger</title><summary type='text'>While watching the movie I decided to light on fire the  plastic off of the movie packaging that I hadn't thrown in the garbage yet. This is the result of trying to save my blanket from catching on fire.Pointer:Thumb:&amp; ring finger:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109254844742582205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109254844742582205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/08/watching-messenger.html' title='Watching The Messenger'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109252839942453457</id><published>2004-08-14T20:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T20:07:20.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I'm going through changes, changes...</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: 3 Doors down-Changes</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109252839942453457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109252839942453457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-think-im-going-through-changes.html' title='I think I&apos;m going through changes, changes...'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109246132123890763</id><published>2004-08-14T01:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T01:28:41.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fucking Friday The Thirteenth Everyone!</title><summary type='text'>Hope your Friday goes better than mine. Goddamn day. Woken up early, and then sleeping in too late afterwards. Happy Day everyone!This is me in my grumpy mood.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109246132123890763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109246132123890763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/08/happy-fucking-friday-thirteenth.html' title='Happy Fucking Friday The Thirteenth Everyone!'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109245974738454814</id><published>2004-08-14T01:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T01:02:27.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday August 10/2004</title><summary type='text'>As I still do not have internet, I continue to do random chores around the house, trying to bide my time until the Bell person finally arrives. I get bored so easily now. I did not think that it was possible to be as bored as I have been. However, I have had my movies to keep me sane, as well as Malcolm. Speaking of movies, I have just finished watching The Lost Boys again. I think I have seen </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109245974738454814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109245974738454814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/08/tuesday-august-102004.html' title='Tuesday August 10/2004'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109245969433465241</id><published>2004-08-14T00:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T01:22:36.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Try walking in my footsteps. Keep the same appointments I've kept.</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To:Finger Eleven-Walking in My shoesOkay so today around 3 oclock or so, I hooked up my internet, all by myself. The stupid express post guy came at like...twenty to nine it was? Yeah, way too damn early for my liking.Anyways, here's the pictures I know you've all been waiting for that I promised...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109245969433465241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109245969433465241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/08/try-walking-in-my-footsteps-keep-same.html' title='Try walking in my footsteps. Keep the same appointments I&apos;ve kept.'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109202459968709962</id><published>2004-08-08T23:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T00:10:29.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All the words are gonna bleed from me</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To:Theme Song- Sesame Street- Techno RemixOkay, so I'm a cracker, what can ya do? If you don't like it, kiss my ass.Back to the reason I'm posting. The move went great. Everyone went home with sore backs and full stomaches. There's a Little Ceasers Pizza and a MACs not far from my building. Also a community centre with a swimming pool workout room, however the membership </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109202459968709962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109202459968709962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/08/all-words-are-gonna-bleed-from-me.html' title='All the words are gonna bleed from me'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109141776411304348</id><published>2004-08-01T23:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T23:36:04.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I could break</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To:Sevendust-xmasToday Mom and I painted my new bathroom. It looks really hot. When Kelly arrived she was really excited. Today my alter ego decided to make a church out of pencils. I told her that we wouldn't have enough money to build an entire church out of pencils, but she didnt listen to me and proceeded to try. We do have a lot of pencils around the house, but not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109141776411304348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109141776411304348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-could-break.html' title='I could break'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109129954806406739</id><published>2004-07-31T14:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T14:52:24.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beware, if you are not in the mood to read something sad, turn away now.</title><summary type='text'>Mom and I and the kids were driving in the car yesterday to Peterborough when we cam to an accident on the 401 just outside of Porthope. A green minivan was tipped over on its side, and someone was lying on the ground covered in a tarp, as was the van. In that instant I knew that someone had died. My first thought was that it was my friend Brandon, because he had informed me that he had the van </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109129954806406739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109129954806406739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/07/beware-if-you-are-not-in-mood-to-read.html' title='Beware, if you are not in the mood to read something sad, turn away now.'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109129828332374745</id><published>2004-07-31T14:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T14:24:43.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spreads the meme far and wide</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To:NothingKerry's Reagan Legacy "On January 20th, 1981, 52 American hostages were released from fourteen months in captivity by fundamentalist insurgents at the very same moment that Ronald Wilson Reagan was being sworn into office."On January 20th, 2005, 147 million American hostages will be released from four years in captivity by fundamentalist insurgents at the very </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109129828332374745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109129828332374745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/07/spreads-meme-far-and-wide.html' title='Spreads the meme far and wide'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109115316468306070</id><published>2004-07-29T22:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T22:06:04.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To:Moist- OpheliaThe Bible Studies course has been recently changed to “Theories in Mass Hypnosis 101.” Surprisingly no one seems to have noticed. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109115316468306070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109115316468306070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/07/currently-listening-tomoist-ophelia.html' title=''/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109112712671748025</id><published>2004-07-29T14:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T14:52:06.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not afraid of being here</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To:Lit- You Make Me CompleteOk! So I've started packing a whole shit load more now. And my room is full of boxes and garbage bags of clothes. It feels weird to look around and see my room half empty, but not. I counted, and ended up with 5 boxes of books of out of 10 boxes that I've packed so far. I'm a nerd, I'll admit it. I love to read.I gotted a new computer! 17" </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109112712671748025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109112712671748025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/07/im-not-afraid-of-being-here.html' title='I&apos;m not afraid of being here'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109058863685402338</id><published>2004-07-23T09:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T09:17:16.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Even in death my love goes on</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: The chatter of some people as they're walking around the Library here on campus.So! (copies Emily's way to start) Things are going well here. I've met a bunch of new people, and a few who really spark my interest. There is a girl here who has worn a different Evanescence T-shirt both days in a row now. *winks at Emily and Amanda* I thought you guys would find that cute.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109058863685402338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109058863685402338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/07/even-in-death-my-love-goes-on.html' title='Even in death my love goes on'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109046912230981860</id><published>2004-07-21T00:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T00:05:42.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And I can't love you anymore than I do</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Evanescence- Even In Death EEk! Tomorrow morning I leave for the orientation that I spoke of and I dont wanna go!! *breaks down and cries* I'm sooo nervous! I'm going to see so many people that are new, and and what if they don't want to talk to me? Or think that Im scary, and that Im going to eat them or something? o.0 No seriously though, I have trouble with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109046912230981860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109046912230981860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/07/and-i-cant-love-you-anymore-than-i-do.html' title='And I can&apos;t love you anymore than I do'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-109037307748501171</id><published>2004-07-20T21:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T21:24:37.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Looks like we're in for nasty weather</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: CCR- Bad Moon RisingSo I'm finally doing it. Paul mentioned that if I didnt update my blog sometime soon he was going to do something rash. So here it is. The update. I'm moving soon. I can't get it off my mind. But I'm also not packed. My room looks just the same as it always does. Messy and full of shit. Mom tried to help me a bit with some stuff, but it didnt </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109037307748501171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/109037307748501171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/07/looks-like-were-in-for-nasty-weather.html' title='Looks like we&apos;re in for nasty weather'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108995079856490328</id><published>2004-07-15T23:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T00:25:26.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sign of your awakening</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: A Perfect Circle- Sleeping Beauty  I was fiddling around with my picture viewer again and brought up some older pictures to re-vamp. In these you can tell how much I like the colour purple! ^.^      Purple Black and White Black &amp; White</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108995079856490328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108995079856490328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/07/sign-of-your-awakening.html' title='Sign of your awakening'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108993757431954049</id><published>2004-07-15T20:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T20:26:14.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Flood emergency declared in Peterborough, Ont.</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: The Radio Flood emergency declared in Peterborough, Ont. CTV.ca News Staff Many people in Ontario city of Peterborough spent their supper hour frantically piling sandbags to fight rising floodwaters. Their city is under a state of emergency, having been hit with a mind-boggling deluge of rain in the last 24 hours. "We had a slow-moving weather disturbance called a </summary><link rel='related' href='http://sympaticomsn.ctv.ca/servlet/ArticleNews/story/CTVNews/1089895413637_5?hub=topstories' title='Flood emergency declared in Peterborough, Ont.'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108993757431954049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108993757431954049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/07/flood-emergency-declared-in.html' title='Flood emergency declared in Peterborough, Ont.'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108935166581766998</id><published>2004-07-09T01:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T01:43:13.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lego Spider Man</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To:I saw the new spider man movie tuesday night. It was really well done! And the end has quite the twist. But Ill leave that for you to see and not ruin it for you. =PHeres a version I recommend everyone seeing. Lego Spider Man and Doc Oc  Ive also started a proboards forum for The Unloved. Something I thought needed to be done. Ive had a ton of people telling me I could</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108935166581766998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108935166581766998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/07/lego-spider-man.html' title='Lego Spider Man'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108906038892004372</id><published>2004-07-05T16:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T02:44:34.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy wasn't there, to take me to the fair, to change my underwear</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Nora Jones-Butterfly*yawn* I think the summer is going to go by with flying colours. I've really messed up my sleeping schedule. I'm not getting to bed before 2am anymore, and then not waking up until almost 1pm. I still haven't found a couch for my apartment. I think it's going to end up being one of those things that I buy when I've already moved in. But then I'm not</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108906038892004372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108906038892004372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/07/daddy-wasnt-there-to-take-me-to-fair.html' title='Daddy wasn&apos;t there, to take me to the fair, to change my underwear'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108822202466581634</id><published>2004-06-25T23:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T00:14:12.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The MEME that I made. Do it! You know you want to! </title><summary type='text'>What will you be known for? by VampireDustYour name:You once:Used a firehose to wash your neighbors carThere was this one time that:During the football game you ran onto the field stark naked screaming "there really is a God!"Everyone loves that:They can never tell when you are being serious because you are always sarcasticThe thing that everyone is to afraid to tell you:They think your Mom/Dad </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108822202466581634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108822202466581634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/06/meme-that-i-made-do-it-you-know-you.html' title='The MEME that I made. Do it! You know you want to! '/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108802496972930321</id><published>2004-06-23T17:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T17:13:27.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't think of what to say, can't think of what to do, just think I'm losing my mind</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Evanescence-HelloMalcolm is back home today from the vet. We dropped him off yesterday to have his claws removed and to have him fixed. He seems to be doing just fine. Only problem is I dont think he likes the fact that instead of there being litter in his litter box there is newspaper. He's not quite used to it yet. Hopefully he'll use it though! Cause I dont want him </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108802496972930321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108802496972930321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/06/cant-think-of-what-to-say-cant-think.html' title='Can&apos;t think of what to say, can&apos;t think of what to do, just think I&apos;m losing my mind'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108777506596390129</id><published>2004-06-20T19:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T19:46:42.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'>From the word of God ladies and gentlemen</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Finger Eleven-Obvious Heart</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108777506596390129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108777506596390129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/06/from-word-of-god-ladies-and-gentlemen.html' title='From the word of God ladies and gentlemen'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108777457558707852</id><published>2004-06-20T19:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T19:36:15.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Restless tonight cause I wasted the light</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Finger Eleven-One ThingThe Pickle Jar The pickle jar as far back as I can remember sat on the floor beside the dresser in my parents' bedroom. When he got ready for bed, Dad would empty his pockets and toss his coins into the jar.  As a small boy I was always fascinated at the sounds the coins made as they were dropped into the jar. They landed with a merry jingle</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108777457558707852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108777457558707852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/06/restless-tonight-cause-i-wasted-light.html' title='Restless tonight cause I wasted the light'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108777355812521803</id><published>2004-06-20T19:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T19:19:18.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>www.blogsex.com</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Finger Eleven-Thousand Mile WishOkay, so I found a very unique erotic story on blogsex.com. I thought that I would share it with everyone, because heck, we all need a good read sometimes right? ~Do not read if you are offended by sexually explicit material, or if you don't appreciate the eroticness of an older male and a minor~ Naughty Story. (Sorry for the bad </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108777355812521803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108777355812521803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/06/wwwblogsexcom.html' title='www.blogsex.com'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108752603361856729</id><published>2004-06-17T22:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T22:33:53.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is Malcolm, my scrapper kitty who loves to cuddle. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108752603361856729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108752603361856729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/06/this-is-malcolm-my-scrapper-kitty-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-10875247529430960</id><published>2004-06-17T21:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T22:12:32.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I think the word -disgusted- fits how I feel right now</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: A Perfect Circle-The PackageSo I'm not going to get into why I feel disgusted right now, because apparently when I express my opinions on things I seem to get other people into trouble. Don't ask me how that works, considering if it's my opinion it should be me who would get into trouble. And even then it would be stupid to get me into trouble for it, because it would be</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/10875247529430960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/10875247529430960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-think-word-disgusted-fits-how-i-feel.html' title='I think the word -disgusted- fits how I feel right now'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108734865997171174</id><published>2004-06-15T21:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T21:17:40.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And I knew, that you ment it</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Our Lady Peace- Superman's DeadWell, today was officially my last day of high school before exams. It's only just hitting me now that I'll be moving into my own apartment in August, and going to University in a strage town. Help? I feel scared and excited at the same time. I know things'll go just fine. And I mean it's not like I'll be living alone, Kelly is going to be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108734865997171174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108734865997171174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/06/and-i-knew-that-you-ment-it.html' title='And I knew, that you ment it'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108734827497704011</id><published>2004-06-15T21:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T21:11:14.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When Angels Cry Blood</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: HIM-(Acoustic)-Funeral Of HeartsYesterday we went and picked up two kitties from the Shelter Of Hope, the place Kelly and I have started volunteering at lately. The one kitty is going to be mine and Kelly's. His name is Malcolm, and hes a black short hair. They think hes about 3 years old, and hes very muscular. But he's scruffy and has a doggied ear. He must have been </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108734827497704011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108734827497704011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/06/when-angels-cry-blood.html' title='When Angels Cry Blood'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108699311107329542</id><published>2004-06-11T18:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T18:31:51.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just because... French Braids rock?</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Finger Eleven-Tip</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108699311107329542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108699311107329542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/06/just-because-french-braids-rock.html' title='Just because... French Braids rock?'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108614120146008162</id><published>2004-06-01T21:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T21:53:21.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You will never belong to me</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Chevelle-ClosureWell today was interesting, and yet absolutely boring. (But it went by really fast!) I decided to stay home, yet again, but this time to work on and ISU for politics class. (Don't tell me Mum, but Matthew came home from school today and told me that the Vice Principle was inquiring about me, and told him to tell me that I should go to school more often!) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108614120146008162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108614120146008162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/06/you-will-never-belong-to-me.html' title='You will never belong to me'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108588625403442349</id><published>2004-05-29T23:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T23:05:40.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And I laugh at myself, while the tears roll down, cause it's the world I know</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Collective Soul- The World I KnowThe new pictures I promised I would post:I wish I had a better picture of the dress on me. As I said before, maybe I'll get Mattew to take one for me. Just cause he loves me and all. :P</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108588625403442349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108588625403442349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/05/and-i-laugh-at-myself-while-tears-roll.html' title='And I laugh at myself, while the tears roll down, cause it&apos;s the world I know'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108588585803802848</id><published>2004-05-29T22:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T22:57:38.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess I'm out the door, and now I'm done with you</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Tool- Hooker with a penisOh my god, its been an amazing few days! I left for Stratford Ontario on Thursday afternoon with 52 other students at our school. We went for the Stratford Festival and saw Macbeth on Thursday night, and Guys and Dolls on Friday afternoon. We didn't end up getting home until about 9pm or so last night. Hah, apparently work was wondering where I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108588585803802848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108588585803802848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-guess-im-out-door-and-now-im-done.html' title='I guess I&apos;m out the door, and now I&apos;m done with you'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108554507539470883</id><published>2004-05-25T23:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T00:17:55.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Update</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Led Zeppelin-Good Times Bad TimesLight Play:I could easily kill you? You be the judge:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108554507539470883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108554507539470883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/05/picture-update.html' title='Picture Update'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108528252879686623</id><published>2004-05-22T23:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T23:22:08.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aquarius</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: NIN-Hurt'Tis Moi:Aquarius is the eleventh Sign of the Zodiac, and Aquarians are the perfect representatives for the Age of Aquarius. Those born under this Sign have the social conscience needed to carry us into the new millennium. These folks are humanitarian, philanthropic and keenly interested in making the world a better place. Along those lines, they'd like to make </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108528252879686623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108528252879686623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/05/aquarius.html' title='Aquarius'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108528163193943191</id><published>2004-05-22T22:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T23:07:11.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If you please</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Alana Miles-Black VelvetRock on, Mom made me get up before 9am today to go garage shopping with her. Basically everything we bought, except a cooler jug for drinks when we go camping, was for me. Wonderful goodies for Kelly and my new apartment. Of course they're still all my things, like everything my Uncle Chris and Terry gave me. When we went over there last time, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108528163193943191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108528163193943191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/05/if-you-please.html' title='If you please'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108527984147549533</id><published>2004-05-22T22:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T22:41:16.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Man shot while kids play</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: NIN- EraserBy HIMANI EDIRIWEERA, TORONTO SUN  DOZENS OF children watched in horror yesterday as a gunshot victim collapsed and died at the entrance of a Dundas St. apartment building. Police cordoned off the Metro Housing building at 540 Dundas St. E, at the corner of Sackville St., about 7:30 p.m., shortly after getting reports of shots being fired. "I was walking</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108527984147549533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108527984147549533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/05/man-shot-while-kids-play.html' title='Man shot while kids play'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108520675328262284</id><published>2004-05-22T02:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T02:19:13.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me love you baby</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108520675328262284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108520675328262284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/05/let-me-love-you-baby.html' title='Let me love you baby'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108516792267553088</id><published>2004-05-21T15:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T15:32:02.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Slain officer's son, 14, offers brave words for mourners</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Tory Amos- CrucifyThe Toronto Star.comWith support and encouragement from Chief Garry Clement, Constable Garrett's son Ben, 14, gave a brief but moving tribute to his father during the funeral: "I'd like to start off by saying thank you to everyone for attending this service and supporting my family and I. "I know that this is a major tragedy for all of us, but if </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108516792267553088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108516792267553088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/05/slain-officers-son-14-offers-brave.html' title='Slain officer&apos;s son, 14, offers brave words for mourners'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108502784428760495</id><published>2004-05-19T23:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T00:37:24.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So I found this cute?</title><summary type='text'>Hey, don't hate me because I love Alice In Wonderland, and even more don't hate me because I like American McGee's Alice In Wonderland. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108502784428760495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108502784428760495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/05/so-i-found-this-cute.html' title='So I found this cute?'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108493370316084967</id><published>2004-05-18T22:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T22:28:23.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy B-Day Becca Jane!!</title><summary type='text'>Happy Birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Becca!!! Happy birthday to you! :D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108493370316084967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108493370316084967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/05/happy-b-day-becca-jane.html' title='Happy B-Day Becca Jane!!'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108493356505679233</id><published>2004-05-18T22:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T22:26:05.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything goes by so fast, makin' my head spin</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Black Sabbath- War PigsISU- Essay- EnglishGarden of ShadowsThe Last of the Crazy PeopleMandy Sharp	Ethics in philosophy, the study and evaluation of human conduct in the light of moral principles. Moral principles may be viewed either as the standard of conduct that individuals have constructed for themselves or as the body of obligations and duties that a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108493356505679233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108493356505679233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/05/everything-goes-by-so-fast-makin-my.html' title='Everything goes by so fast, makin&apos; my head spin'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108493336201073953</id><published>2004-05-18T21:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-19T08:49:17.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Killer In Cobourg... Dear Lord...</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: AFI- Silver And ColdWow so all that I have been able to think about for the past five days is the tragedy that has happened here in my small town of Cobourg. Read about it at The Toronto Star or you can read my rendition below.Early Saturday morning the police here in Cobourg recieved a call that someone had been robbed and three police officers responded. When they </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108493336201073953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108493336201073953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/05/killer-in-cobourg-dear-lord.html' title='A Killer In Cobourg... Dear Lord...'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108424646152642608</id><published>2004-05-10T23:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T23:34:21.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>She always laughs at the most horrible things</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Kahuna- HaylingSo I go upstairs to show Mom and Dad my new t-shirt and pants from Bootlegger, and we end up talking about Mom's baby bonus cheque. Because I am 18 I am no longer a dependent according the government, and therefore they take me off of the money Mom gets every month. Dad brought up that they had sent us something else in the mail bugging us again about me. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108424646152642608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108424646152642608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/05/she-always-laughs-at-most-horrible.html' title='She always laughs at the most horrible things'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108416082533483116</id><published>2004-05-09T23:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T23:47:05.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eek</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Pink Floyd- Dark Side Of The MoonSo my tag-board servers are down. Something about hardware problems, the guy putting the main frame computers back up switched hard drives, and put on one that wasn't owned by tag-board, so a lot of information was lost. It's going to take some time to get everything back up and running they said. Oh hurray. =| In brighter news, Blogger</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.tag-board.com' title='Eek'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108416082533483116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108416082533483116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/05/eek.html' title='Eek'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108412797736391097</id><published>2004-05-09T14:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T14:44:08.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hang Yourself. Lore Brand Comics.</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Nirvana- Heart Shaped Box</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108412797736391097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108412797736391097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/05/hang-yourself-lore-brand-comics.html' title='Hang Yourself. Lore Brand Comics.'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108412742093515675</id><published>2004-05-09T14:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T14:34:51.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mothers Day, all you Mothers out there.</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Finger Eleven- Thousand Mile WishHeart of Darkness: The Final Words      In Conrad's Heart of Darkness, Kurtz's final words as he lay dying are, "The horror! The horror!" Some interpret these final words as the horror of one culture decimating another in the name of religion, civilization or greed. Others may believe that Kurtz had at that moment fully recognized what </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108412742093515675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108412742093515675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/05/happy-mothers-day-all-you-mothers-out.html' title='Happy Mothers Day, all you Mothers out there.'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108387585374013702</id><published>2004-05-06T16:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T21:12:23.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Snot running down his nose, greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Jethro Tull- AqualungOh lord. Random anger indeed. I say that all stupid people need to be sent to the moon. We shall build a big bubble around the moon, and see if they can fend for themselves. Maybe, because they are so stupid, but think they are smart (Those certain people really piss me off), they'll try really hard to live, and it shall be fun watching them do it. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108387585374013702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108387585374013702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/05/snot-running-down-his-nose-greasy.html' title='Snot running down his nose, greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108363028354597740</id><published>2004-05-03T20:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T20:29:47.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nausea: A Realization of Existence</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Finger Eleven- One Thing I was looking through essays on books for my english class, and came upon this one. The title attracted me to it in the first place, but as I read on it pulled my attention because I was so interested in the topic. I suggest reading it, even if philosophy and/or the topic of God and/or religion doesn't interest you.Nausea: A Realization of </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.gradesaver.com/ClassicNotes/Titles/nausea/essays/essay1.html' title='Nausea: A Realization of Existence'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108363028354597740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108363028354597740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/05/nausea-realization-of-existence.html' title='Nausea: A Realization of Existence'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108360964005883752</id><published>2004-05-03T14:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T14:44:49.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lore Brand Comics</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: The chatter of our guidance office here at school.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108360964005883752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108360964005883752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/05/lore-brand-comics.html' title='Lore Brand Comics'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108347431384786472</id><published>2004-05-02T01:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T01:12:29.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So this one time, at band camp...</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: The Cars- Here In My CarAnother picture from the fashion show. I just finished watching Kill Bill Volume 1 and Im so wanting to see the next one because it just ended on me! Grrrr!!Anyways, picture of me making an odd face. Chelsea says I am all Buddha-like here. Call it whatever you want. It's one of the pictures I took before the fashion show had started, and we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108347431384786472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108347431384786472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/05/so-this-one-time-at-band-camp.html' title='So this one time, at band camp...'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108338357716263629</id><published>2004-04-30T23:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T00:03:30.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you think I'm faking, when I'm lying next to you? Do you think that I am blind? There's nothing left for me to lose.</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Seether- Driven UnderOkay, so this one time, I wore a fadora around school, and proclaimed myself king of the world. Except my friends decided to burst my bubble, and tell me I couldnt be king, because I wasn't male. So I explained to them that I was indeed male, because I had a penis. In fact, that I have a penis and one gangrenous testicle. Of course after I explained </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108338357716263629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108338357716263629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/04/do-you-think-im-faking-when-im-lying.html' title='Do you think I&apos;m faking, when I&apos;m lying next to you? Do you think that I am blind? There&apos;s nothing left for me to lose.'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108319664083970590</id><published>2004-04-28T19:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T20:07:18.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And she see's no one around.</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Smashing Pumpkins- 1979Well, the fashion show is finally over!! And I must say, it went a lot more smoothly than I thought it was going to. I thought it was going to suck bum, but it wasn't so bad! My god I had forgotten how stressfull it is. So glad it's over.Here's a picture of me on stage in one of the outfits:Pretty hot eh?! We were all hot. I must congradulate</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108319664083970590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108319664083970590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/04/and-she-sees-no-one-around.html' title='And she see&apos;s no one around.'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108295475766217045</id><published>2004-04-26T00:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T00:50:09.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes you've got to say please.</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Matthew Good Band- In My LifeSo this years fashion show at our school is officially tomorrow. We're doing three shows all day, two afternoon shows and an evening show. I don't have all the pictures from last years show, because MSN deleted my old community, but if I did I would post one to show you just how great a job we do. This year I was in charge of the models, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108295475766217045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108295475766217045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/04/sometimes-youve-got-to-say-please.html' title='Sometimes you&apos;ve got to say please.'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108286903794211473</id><published>2004-04-25T00:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T01:01:28.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Might as well face it, you're addicted to love.</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Alanna Myles- Black Velvet</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108286903794211473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108286903794211473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/04/might-as-well-face-it-youre-addicted.html' title='Might as well face it, you&apos;re addicted to love.'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108277066481053108</id><published>2004-04-23T21:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T21:43:38.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sing-A-Long </title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Kahuna- Hayling  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108277066481053108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108277066481053108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/04/sing-long.html' title='The Sing-A-Long '/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108266229068808530</id><published>2004-04-22T15:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T15:35:38.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Does every moment move past you? Or does it feel like forever? And shouldn't you be laughing too?</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Finger Eleven- Sick of it All (Sullen Version)Happy Earth day all!! I feel so bad for being sick this morning and not making it to school. Today I was supposed to go shopping for flowers and a few friends and I with the social justice club were going to plant them during the day today. I guess they did it without me. Hope they had fun! I'm hoping to be able to go to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108266229068808530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108266229068808530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/04/does-every-moment-move-past-you-or.html' title='Does every moment move past you? Or does it feel like forever? And shouldn&apos;t you be laughing too?'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108252129716674121</id><published>2004-04-21T00:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-21T00:27:04.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why don't you come with me little girl, on a magic carpet ride?</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Jimi Hendrix- Purple HazeWell, happy four-twenty to all you tokers out there. So sorry you're dead Mr. Bob Marley. Happy birthday to Hitler. And I have been thinking about the Columbine shooting all day today, considering it's the fifth anniversary. A sad day, but what can one do but remember. Right? Right.Anyways, it is late. Kelly says shes a horrible person and she </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108252129716674121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108252129716674121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/04/why-dont-you-come-with-me-little-girl.html' title='Why don&apos;t you come with me little girl, on a magic carpet ride?'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108233554411302634</id><published>2004-04-18T20:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T20:49:46.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And just how deep would you go, to see through it all?</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Fuel- Hemorrage (In My Hands)In Mandy's pretend land she went to a party Friday night, got reasonably drunk, stoned and had lots of wild sex. Back at home base Mandy worked her ass off with a sprained and badly bruised finger.In Mandy's pretend land she slept in until 10pm on Saturday morning and then went shopping all day with a big group of friends and spent her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108233554411302634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108233554411302634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/04/and-just-how-deep-would-you-go-to-see.html' title='And just how deep would you go, to see through it all?'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108216442715296155</id><published>2004-04-16T21:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T21:21:20.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Adult Material</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: R.E.M.- DaysleeperI havent read anything in so long that has turned me on like this did. I suggest a read, if of course you follow the rules.ADULT MATERIAL AHEAD: DO NOT READ IF YOUNGER THAN 18.~*~Dirty Whore Diary; True Story~*~"I met them through an online ad, one (of the many) listed in the Women Seeking Women section but carrying a small note about a </summary><link rel='related' href='http://dirtywhore.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_dirtywhore_archive.html#107572707272696642' title='Adult Material'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108216442715296155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108216442715296155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/04/adult-material.html' title='Adult Material'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108165114090230806</id><published>2004-04-10T22:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T16:05:36.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Piehole</title><summary type='text'>Okay, so I was reading one of the funniest, cutest things I've ever been exposed to in a very long time, only a short two minutes ago. My feet really smell bad and I feel very sorry for my mom who is sitting besided me. I could always take my socks off and change into my pj's, but Im too lazy. So she'll have to suffer. Anyways, back to the funniest thing ever. Totally click on Piehole in order </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.liscious.net/' title='Piehole'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108165114090230806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108165114090230806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/04/piehole.html' title='Piehole'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108155844341595351</id><published>2004-04-09T20:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T20:59:39.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not supposed to be scared of anything, but I don't know where I am.</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: 3 Doors Down- ChangesI guess the biggest news I have is being accepted to Brock. ("If you can walk and talk, you can get into Brock." I'm aware of the saying, but it still makes me feel great all the same). I don't think I'll be getting into York, but I'm pretty damn sure I'm getting into Trent. Haven't received anything in the mail about them yet. Hopefully soon! Sat </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108155844341595351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108155844341595351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/04/not-supposed-to-be-scared-of-anything.html' title='Not supposed to be scared of anything, but I don&apos;t know where I am.'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108119911884161815</id><published>2004-04-05T17:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T21:28:51.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>She was the moon painting you with it's glow.</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: HIM- (Acoustic) The Funeral of HeartsThe cats outside won't stop coming outside of my front door and peeing in the dirt around the deck. I haven't seen them do it, but the smell they leave behind tells me they have been here. I'm sure they pee around my bedroom window as well. They may hate my poor cat Cleo but if they don't stop I'm going to have to bury some moth balls</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108119911884161815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108119911884161815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/04/she-was-moon-painting-you-with-its.html' title='She was the moon painting you with it&apos;s glow.'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108085785832520018</id><published>2004-04-01T17:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T17:23:41.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It doesn't matter what I want. It doesn't matter what I need. It doesn't matter if I cry. It don't matter if I bleed.</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Superfine- Already Met Youapologies for the last post. Kelly did that, and I guess she didn't erase it. No worries, at least I received some comments for it! Hurray for looking on the bright side. We were originally looking for my saved draft that I was going to wok on later, but apparently it had decided to erase itself. In it I was talking about how Brandon and I had </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108085785832520018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108085785832520018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/04/it-doesnt-matter-what-i-want-it-doesnt.html' title='It doesn&apos;t matter what I want. It doesn&apos;t matter what I need. It doesn&apos;t matter if I cry. It don&apos;t matter if I bleed.'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108070523909469529</id><published>2004-03-30T22:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T22:57:35.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108070523909469529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108070523909469529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/03/currently-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-108036447258965609</id><published>2004-03-27T00:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T00:18:03.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember the time we made love in the roses?</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Bif Naked- Lucky'Where can I run to, where can I hide, now that I'm in my virgin state of mind?'Totally not fair to everyone including me. It's been forever since I've been able to update my blog, today is basically the first time I have had the urge to come on here and post. I know thats sad, but I guess with me there are just times when I don't feel up to doing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108036447258965609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/108036447258965609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/03/remember-time-we-made-love-in-roses.html' title='Remember the time we made love in the roses?'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-107984100039454424</id><published>2004-03-20T22:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T23:17:04.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I spoke into his eyes</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To:David Bowie- The Man Who Sold The WorldI'm not sure whether or not I feel like March Break has gone by too fast or too slow, right now. I suppose I've just had my up and down days. I've spent a lot of it either sick or working.Last night Nathan came and picked me up in his new car and we rented a few movies. Mona Lisa Smile, and Midnight Mass. Midnight Mass looked </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/107984100039454424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/107984100039454424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-spoke-into-his-eyes.html' title='I spoke into his eyes'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-107941364178112758</id><published>2004-03-16T00:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T00:10:37.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I hear a voice say don't be so blind. It's telling me things that you would probably hide.</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Moist- UndergroundI watched the movie Thirteen again for the fourth time in total. The movie is so disturbing, yet so realistic it isn't even funny. I can relate to so much of it, I can understand so much of it, but there are parts that I don't understand. How can someone at the age of thirteen go through those sorts of things? I can't imagine doing the things she does</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/107941364178112758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/107941364178112758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-hear-voice-say-dont-be-so-blind-its.html' title='I hear a voice say don&apos;t be so blind. It&apos;s telling me things that you would probably hide.'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-107915183547551420</id><published>2004-03-12T23:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T23:28:56.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not unusual to be loved by anyone</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Led Zeppelin- Fool In The RainI asked my Dad to get my prescriptions from the drug store tonight. I knew that because I had turned eighteen I wouldn't be on my Dads drug plan anymore. But I hadn't expected my prescriptions to cost so goddam much. They've always only cost me 2$ per prescription. Turns out my lower dose of pills cost me $83.76/month, and the larger dosage </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/107915183547551420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/107915183547551420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/03/its-not-unusual-to-be-loved-by-anyone.html' title='It&apos;s not unusual to be loved by anyone'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-107880907883499146</id><published>2004-03-09T00:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T00:15:04.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel it. Theres tension inside, pressure is frazzling and pushing down on me</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: HIM- Beautiful (Rock Version)Wow can anyone be more frustrated and upset right now? Well, probably, but right now I feel like Im going to puke. I just took the online Smart Serve course and failed both the tries they gave me. I had to pay 37$ to do the damn thing! Now in order to do the test again I have to pay another 37$. It makes me sick to my stomach. Wanna know the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/107880907883499146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/107880907883499146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-feel-it-theres-tension-inside.html' title='I feel it. Theres tension inside, pressure is frazzling and pushing down on me'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-107870302394715483</id><published>2004-03-07T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T18:46:48.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Never followed the norm where I've been no one goes</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: The Corrs- Everybody HurtsR.E.MEverybody Hurts When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone,When you’re sure you’ve had enough of this life, well hang on.Don’t let yourself go, everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes.Sometimes everything is wrong. Now it’s time to sing along.When your day is night alone, (hold on, hold on)If you feel like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/107870302394715483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/107870302394715483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/03/never-followed-norm-where-ive-been-no.html' title='Never followed the norm where I&apos;ve been no one goes'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-107863999206730547</id><published>2004-03-07T01:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T01:16:46.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We're going to have phone sex, let me find a condom</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Nothing...What is your favourite...?Gum- Dentine Ice IntenseRestaurant- Chinese BuffetDrink- Cold water with iceSeason- FallType of Weather- Warm, dry, evening weatherEmotion- Manic, feeling as if you can do anythingThing to do on a half-day- ? You mean when I only have a half a day of school?Late-night activity- ReadingSport- Car racingCity- MontrealWhen was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/107863999206730547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/107863999206730547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/03/were-going-to-have-phone-sex-let-me.html' title='We&apos;re going to have phone sex, let me find a condom'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-107845478721758119</id><published>2004-03-04T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T21:49:27.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>..............</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Finger Eleven- Slow ChemicalI wrote so goddamn much and it deleted it. I'm too fucking pissed off to write anything right now, so you can just kiss my ass.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/107845478721758119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/107845478721758119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/03/blog-post.html' title='..............'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-107811047170566929</id><published>2004-02-29T22:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T22:13:01.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanted you to know, I love the way laugh. I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away.</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Seether- BrokenKelly phoned me today to let me know that Lyndsay had told Hollie about my having sex on my period. It was brought up at work, and everyone was giving their opinions on what they felt about having sex while a girl was on their period, and whether or not they had done it before. I have no problems having sex on my period, if indeed I am horny. So Lyndsay </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/107811047170566929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/107811047170566929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-wanted-you-to-know-i-love-way-laugh.html' title='I wanted you to know, I love the way laugh. I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away.'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-107777106834078832</id><published>2004-02-25T23:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T00:31:59.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought, you'd be out of my mind, and I'd finally found a way to live without you.</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Finger Eleven- One ThingI've come to the conclusion that if I want people to bother leaving me comments, then I need to post more often than I do. Today was so rockin'. After school my Mum drove Brynn, Chelsea, Kyle, Lil' Amanda and I to the mall. I got my hair cut and dyed, and my nails done. (Don't even ask how much it cost). We farted around until nine o'clock when </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/107777106834078832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/107777106834078832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-thought-youd-be-out-of-my-mind-and.html' title='I thought, you&apos;d be out of my mind, and I&apos;d finally found a way to live without you.'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-107759537676922573</id><published>2004-02-23T23:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T23:06:18.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Please hear what I'm not saying</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Pantera- Electric FuneralChicken Soup for the Teenage SoulI Try to Remember1. Everybody Doesn't Have to Love Me     Not everybody has to love me or even like me. I don't necessarily like everybody I know, so why should everybody else like me? I enjoy being liked and being loved, but if somebody doesn't like me, I will still be okay and still feel like I am an okay </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/107759537676922573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/107759537676922573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/02/please-hear-what-im-not-saying.html' title='Please hear what I&apos;m not saying'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-107743543170308885</id><published>2004-02-22T02:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T02:39:56.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Call Me</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Korn- Children of the KornI'm sitting here at my desk with Kelly, Chippy, and Brandon in my room. We're all sort of just chilling, and its 2:30AM. Who does that!? (And no I am not actually asking, its called a rhetorical question Chelsea).The only things I have to say are that I work a whole fucking lot. I am starting to waitress on Monday after school. I have an essay</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/107743543170308885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/107743543170308885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/02/call-me.html' title='Call Me'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5932351.post-107725213425113542</id><published>2004-02-19T23:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T23:44:55.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tip the table, oh here's more bad luck</title><summary type='text'>Currently Listening To: Rasputina- Dig OphiliaI found something hillarious, and suprisingly, not racists or discriminating towards over-weight people at all. Enjoy!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/107725213425113542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5932351/posts/default/107725213425113542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vampire-dust.blogspot.com/2004/02/tip-table-oh-heres-more-bad-luck.html' title='Tip the table, oh here&apos;s more bad luck'/><author><name>Ardeth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/VampireDust/ardeth6.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
