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  <updated>2006-04-08T18:04:32Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jobeirne:2447</id>
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    <title>Siphon Marrow</title>
    <published>2006-04-08T18:04:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-08T18:04:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sometimes it is absolutely necessary to break away. Regain your perspective, your position, your modus operandi. Temporarily isolate yourself. This is not now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is where you have to interpret, process and react within a footstep. Don't loose the rhythm. It isn't juggling, it isn't anything consciously difficult; it's a diagnostic of the innate. It's what you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a sharpshooter is effortless and sinuous: drift through thick foliage with but one objective in mind; sure, you carry a good weight, but that's the economic price you pay for individual timing and tact. Time isn't fleeting, you control it; you pick the few shots you take with precision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in the front: being in the biting, straining and blissful whirlwind of everything and nothing procreating and destroying; that is art. Feeling the hollow shells scald the frail skin on your hands as they enter, exit, enter, exit with a maniacal and logical rhythm that can only be recreated by a rifle discharging with primal and reckless (yet controlled) desperation. The hollow casing ejects, another falls, the spring on the magazine throws upward another 7.62 and you, my friend, live another few seconds. You gain a weight, though different from that shapeless fucker in the hills. It's one you'll never shake.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jobeirne:2205</id>
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    <title>jobeirne @ 2005-05-08T20:59:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-09T00:59:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-09T00:59:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">No update in a while huh?&lt;br /&gt;Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;A bit more eratic than previous journals.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jobeirne:1880</id>
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    <title>Sleep</title>
    <published>2005-05-02T23:50:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-02T23:50:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dj Shadow - Blood on the Motorway</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Be still now&lt;br /&gt;I am with you&lt;br /&gt;I am deep within you&lt;br /&gt;You are at peace&lt;br /&gt;You cannot be harmed&lt;br /&gt;You will not suffer&lt;br /&gt;Breathe deeply,&lt;br /&gt;Breathe in the healing love of the universe&lt;br /&gt;Breathe out the sickness which has taken you&lt;br /&gt;I am with you.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jobeirne:1729</id>
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    <title>sleepy</title>
    <published>2005-05-02T20:01:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-02T20:01:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>None</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Whaup.&lt;br /&gt;Home from school. Ray and John just stopped by to pick up harddrive. Really tired. Hopefully gonna get a liddle nap in and then finish up the homework.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck on the AP thing to all whom it may concern. I'm sure you'll all do fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's going ok, kinda dry. Just kinda jumping from one rock to the next, if you know what I mean. The strict daily routine of getting up at 5 and going to bed at 9 or 10 gets old. I'd like to stay up one night, like old times, and then be dead in the morning but it seems I can't bring myself to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me rambling on about this needless crap =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I's out, gonna take a nap.&lt;br /&gt;Find love before it's too late,&lt;br /&gt;MmmmMm.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jobeirne:1359</id>
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    <title>Mmmm.. Candy</title>
    <published>2005-05-01T15:00:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-01T15:00:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Not too much going down. Actually kinda bored.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wanna take me outta my house? &lt;br /&gt;Well, besides Tim because I really don't wanna get drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'sodjfzisdjf</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jobeirne:1230</id>
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    <title>Evening Report</title>
    <published>2005-04-29T02:27:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-29T02:27:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dull day, not much done. A bit of Guitar, For the Love of God. Hope to perform it at the show in May :D, if Mister C'll let me. Doubtful. &lt;br /&gt;So how's everyone doing? Good I hope. A bit of aching hunger in the audience, I sense? It comes and goes, don't worry about it.&lt;br /&gt;Get back to me on that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished reading my cliff notes on To Kill a Mockingbird. Good bock, horrible class. I read the cliff notes just to spite the teacher, Krumpen. &lt;br /&gt;If you ever get her, shoot yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's a Friday. Whew. Yippie. Doing absolutely nothing this weekend. Might be going down to DC via the metro, you should come. &lt;br /&gt;Lemme know if you'd like to, gonna be wandering around the Mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.. I dunno what to think about 'love' this early. Quite honestly, there's really not much I'm sure about in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;How comforting it would be to have someone though.. People say it'll get better in college, when girls mature&lt;br /&gt;and get past just wanting dick. We'll see though, we'll see. Wonder if I'll keep one'a these mu'fuckers in college. Slightly doubtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta go wash my face then awaken at 5.&lt;br /&gt;I'll talk to you then. Maybe.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jobeirne:865</id>
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    <title>It is dark, but also not</title>
    <published>2005-04-28T19:12:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-28T19:12:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>DJ Shadow - Fixed Income</lj:music>
    <content type="html">They say,&lt;br /&gt;If you took it all away,&lt;br /&gt;This love would fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say,&lt;br /&gt;No way,&lt;br /&gt;You don't know the size of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This chance,&lt;br /&gt;Suspious,&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter what I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing here to make me stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dj Shadow</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jobeirne:637</id>
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    <title>Lone</title>
    <published>2005-04-28T10:31:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-28T10:31:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Vai - For the Love of God</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Searching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I'll go to school just to see what'll happen.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jobeirne:365</id>
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    <title>Life = Good</title>
    <published>2005-04-27T22:09:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-27T22:09:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Steve Vai - The Riddle</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yes yes, life is pretty damn good. Other than the relationship factor, but then again, when is that good?&lt;br /&gt;*rimshot*&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. Sitting in my room, on the computer, as usual. Pretty bare lifestyle. Wish I'd play more guitar.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back later, I'm either gonna do some homework or play some guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMmmm.. Job</content>
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