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  <title>The Book of Dreams</title>
  <subtitle>Dreamer</subtitle>
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    <name>Dreamer</name>
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  <updated>2007-02-27T17:19:22Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ebonfyre:130517</id>
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    <title>An explaination.</title>
    <published>2007-02-27T17:19:22Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-27T17:19:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">For why I don't post on LJ anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The site crashes my computer.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why or how, but it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hugs to everyone*</content>
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    <title>Re Your Brains!!</title>
    <published>2007-01-19T05:10:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-19T05:10:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Watch this, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;If nothing else, switch wondows and listen to the song!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=BjMiDZIY1bM"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=BjMiDZIY1bM&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ebonfyre:129902</id>
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    <title>Quote of the day, and a good point...</title>
    <published>2007-01-05T16:48:22Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-05T16:48:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"First it was jazz, then it was movies, then heavy metal, then rap, now it's video games that is ruining our children. I think it is parents that are ruining our children. It's harder to adopt a pet from a shelter than it is to become a parent. That alone should point out the core issues."</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ebonfyre:129675</id>
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    <title>A Challenge</title>
    <published>2007-01-02T09:15:33Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-02T09:15:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">... to all who are interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am curious to see how high a reply count I can get to this post without any obvious padding to the numbers.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ebonfyre:129304</id>
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    <title>ebonfyre @ 2007-01-01T15:34:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-01T20:40:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-01T20:40:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Life.&lt;br /&gt;Hard to figure out what its all about. I know for sure that I don't really know. Is it about figuring out what comes next?? Is it about money, love, sex, games, winning, losing?? All of the above?? None of the above??&lt;br /&gt;Just the random musings of an isolated man in the middle of a group of friends. I wonder what tomorrow brings, and what yesterday held. The affects of our actions in the past will always reflect in the future. Sometimes in unknown ways. I have randomly chatting with people in lines, and been told that they have a slightly new perspective on life. I've also been told to shut the hell up by other people not involved in the conversation. &lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what my life will bring me. I will try to meet it with an open mind, whatever it is. I guess I do know one more thing about life... there is always another curveball coming.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ebonfyre:129038</id>
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    <title>2007 in review.</title>
    <published>2007-01-01T17:20:52Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-01T17:20:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;I turned on computer.&lt;br /&gt;I posted a silly LJ thing.&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;... next.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ebonfyre:129011</id>
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    <title>ebonfyre @ 2006-12-28T13:59:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-28T19:01:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-28T19:01:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Standing firm against the darkness, I let it wash over me. I plan to use its fury against my foes. I shall not falter from its onslaught, nor shall I waver in my conviction. I will overcome the darkness within me.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ebonfyre:128632</id>
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    <title>Life</title>
    <published>2006-12-28T18:35:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-28T18:35:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Every morning&lt;br /&gt;Every afternoon&lt;br /&gt;Every evening&lt;br /&gt;I live&lt;br /&gt;I reach to those around me&lt;br /&gt;And they reach back&lt;br /&gt;Connections are made&lt;br /&gt;In time they fall away&lt;br /&gt;New ones are born in thier place&lt;br /&gt;Every day&lt;br /&gt;Every week&lt;br /&gt;Every month&lt;br /&gt;Every year&lt;br /&gt;We live&lt;br /&gt;We touch many people&lt;br /&gt;We love&lt;br /&gt;We hate&lt;br /&gt;We hurt&lt;br /&gt;We heal&lt;br /&gt;And in the end&lt;br /&gt;We fade away&lt;br /&gt;Leaving a memory&lt;br /&gt;We have lived&lt;br /&gt;We will die</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ebonfyre:128489</id>
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    <title>Lonesome Dreams</title>
    <published>2006-12-28T08:55:27Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-28T08:55:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I sleep the sleep of death&lt;br /&gt;Alone in a world of my own making&lt;br /&gt;There is little there to scare me&lt;br /&gt;There is little there to help me&lt;br /&gt;In this world I am like unto a god&lt;br /&gt;But I know it not&lt;br /&gt;For I am along&lt;br /&gt;In an empty void of my own devising&lt;br /&gt;Hidden from myself and everyone else&lt;br /&gt;I dream&lt;br /&gt;I sleep&lt;br /&gt;I die&lt;br /&gt;All this I do in my lonesome dreams.</content>
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    <title>For the obsessively PC...</title>
    <published>2006-12-25T12:58:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-25T12:58:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Happy holiday of choice to you, and your familial unit, however it may be formed. =)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ebonfyre:127949</id>
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    <title>Quote of the day!!!</title>
    <published>2006-12-20T17:58:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-20T17:58:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Moving parts in rubbing contact require lubrication to avoid excessive wear. Honorifics and formal politeness provide lubrication where people rub together. Often the very young, the untraveled, the naive, the unsophisticated deplore these formalities as "empty," "meaningless," or "dishonest," and scorn to use them. No matter how "pure" their motives, they thereby throw sand into machinery that does not work too well at best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Robert Anson Heinlein</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ebonfyre:127719</id>
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    <title>ebonfyre @ 2006-12-20T12:24:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-20T17:24:38Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-20T17:24:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">*runs in circles*</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ebonfyre:127348</id>
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    <title>WTF??</title>
    <published>2006-12-19T17:57:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-19T17:57:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just blinked and lost two hours...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ebonfyre:127178</id>
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    <title>A look into the heart of a reformed monster...</title>
    <published>2006-12-17T09:36:53Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-17T09:36:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't think that these people know exactly how much I care for them, but I think that I should make it known why I love them as much as I do. I would sacrifice anything for these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthony, who showed me a path in live many years ago that did not include blood and pain. The one person who I would willingly go back to my old ways should he ask it of me, regardless of the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle, who has shown more understanding and patience with me and my selfish ways then any man deserves. She has my heart as long as she wants it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meg, who in sacrificing herself, got me through one of the worst patches in my life in recent memory. She is still paying for it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many others in my life that I would die to protect, but these three stand out in my mind tonight as I sit here, wondering of who I am, who I was, and who I will be. I have had too much to drink, and I am still quite plastered an hour after the bar closed. Now I guess I shall give some recap as to my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meg treated me to lunch at the Heuther I believe, and it was quite nice. We wandered around uptown Waterloo for a bit, checking out a store or two, then went to Conestoga Mall where I showed her Green Earth, which I had told her about many months ago. It was neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole and Andrew threw a nice party, which we ended up late to (my fault entirely) because I insisted on following the saddly incorrect directions. Max ended up using my lap as a pillow for a while, which was kind of cute. He purrs when you scritch his belly. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I went to the Failte Irish Pud again to see my former teacher Stephen Todd and the band he is in play. My thanks go to Anthony, Kay, Meg and Peter for going along with me. The music and company was nice. =) &lt;br /&gt;Lissa, one of my former classmates, wandered by and pretty much pounced me when she noticed me. We chatted for a bit, but saddly she got pulled away by one of her friends. With luck I'll be able to talk with her again some day. I'm curious if she will ever get that second nipple piercing, but that is neither here nor there. She is good people, and between her and Kim, managed to keep me sane throughout the class I had with them. What I find nice and fun and such, was after my friends had wandered off, and after the band had packed up for the night, Stephen bought me a pint and we sat and talked until we were kicked out 80 minutes later. Topics included history, books, authors, music, and quotes that we liked. It was awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 3 am I left the pub and wandered home, contemplating my life, and wondering where the fire of my teenaged days has gone. &lt;br /&gt;Now I guess for everyone who wants a closer glimpse as my younger days, and how I look at at those times, listen to the song Scars, by Papa Roach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I have to say though, if you are reading this, you have touched my life as well, and chances are that I would be quite protective of you if you were in danger near me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"These scars remind me that my past is real."</content>
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    <title>...</title>
    <published>2006-12-13T22:53:17Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-13T22:53:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">For a short time there were christmas lips in the front window...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... then we fixed that.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ebonfyre:126664</id>
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    <title>What do you think??</title>
    <published>2006-12-12T04:11:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-12T04:11:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Because I've been thinking recently about cartoons.&lt;br /&gt;I have noticed a trend recently for some of the newer cartoons, American Dad and Family Guy in particular, to go a little more extreme then one would think would be necessary for the joke. Now I'm not saying that the shows are bad or anything, and I certainly don't want them taken off the air, but some of the scenes within them make me wince. Stewie throwing Brian down some stairs then shooting him in both knees then lighting him on fire with a flamethrower came across as a little to graphic for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... so I'm asking all of you out there in readerland... are TV shows going too far to get a reaction out of a jaded populace??</content>
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    <title>A feline story.</title>
    <published>2006-12-08T05:03:46Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-08T05:03:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I sit here in front of my computer, late at night. And there is a cat upon my lap.&lt;br /&gt;Not my cat, as she only likes going on my lap while I'm on the couch...&lt;br /&gt;This is Anthony's cat. &lt;br /&gt;He has wandered in and curled up on my lap before, but this time is a little different...&lt;br /&gt;... he is drooling on me, as well as purring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I have cat slobber on my shirt...</content>
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    <title>Quote of the day!!!</title>
    <published>2006-12-07T15:48:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-07T15:48:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Brought to you from Disgaea 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I like boobies."&lt;br /&gt;             -Dad's pimple</content>
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    <title>A forum quote for all you university going people out there...</title>
    <published>2006-12-06T16:10:46Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-06T16:10:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Knowledge may be power but&lt;br /&gt;Power corrupts&lt;br /&gt;corruption is a crime&lt;br /&gt;Crime doesn't pay&lt;br /&gt;So knowledge makes you poor</content>
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    <title>Quote of the day!!!</title>
    <published>2006-12-05T02:13:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-05T02:16:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Reply to a gender question online one person replied:&lt;br /&gt;"...that though I'm packing a three-piece set, I'm also in touch with my feminine side...so much so, in fact, that it's filed a restraining order against me, the [censored]..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top runner up...&lt;br /&gt;"My standard answer is G.I.R.L. And when they ask I tell them it means Guy In Real Life."</content>
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    <title>I am insane...</title>
    <published>2006-12-04T22:49:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-04T22:49:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">And I'm sorry now for everyone who reads this and generally doesn't care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I am trying for one of the badges in City of Heroes...&lt;br /&gt;Immortal - sustain 1 billion points of damage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last weekend I managed to get the 10 million points of damage badge... I have a long way to go...</content>
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    <title>I figured why not...</title>
    <published>2006-12-01T17:36:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-01T17:36:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/#goods/quiz"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;img src="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/images/blogs/libertine.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accurate or not, who knows. *rauns aorund in circles*</content>
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    <title>Dream snippet...</title>
    <published>2006-11-23T10:08:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-23T15:17:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Them: Look, I just got back from up there and I would like to say that we have one car, and I can't find it. So you know anything about this.&lt;br /&gt;Me: (while trying to stuff handle of brightly coloured condoms into pocket) Well you see, I couldn't figure out how to get the back back there, so I parked it somewhere else for the time being, hoping to get it back there before you got up.&lt;br /&gt;Them: So where is it??&lt;br /&gt;Me: Laundry room.&lt;br /&gt;Them: The laundry room?? THE LAUNDRY ROOM!!... the laundry room?? How the hell did you get it in there??&lt;br /&gt;Me: I opened the door.&lt;br /&gt;Them. Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now back to your regularly scheduled sleep...&lt;br /&gt;...zzzZZZzzz...</content>
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    <title>A selection of random things.</title>
    <published>2006-11-20T05:05:13Z</published>
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    <content type="html">First off, thank you all for your happy thoughts and well wishes after my last post. I would have replied individually... but I delayed a little on getting around to it... so yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random is as random does, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, thank you WBN for giving me so much amusement tonight.&lt;br /&gt;And thank you Peter for bringing that thread to my attention.&lt;br /&gt;And thank you Doug for this memorable line... "There is no drama like LARP drama."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I toyed with the idea of posting there, and giving my own personal two cents on the matter, but I found after some thought that I don't care enough. For me, minus a few stories containing a little bit of resentment to certain individuals which really doesn't affect me anymore, my LARP experience begins and ends on the night of the game. I don't really think about it, and don't care except for the chance to spend some time with people I shouldn't have lost touch with in the first place, except that I SUCK at staying in contact with people. I mean seriously suck at it. I show up have a good time and not really put in any serious thought at all. I have the OOC goal of trying to get my character to the point of being able to at least understand no matter what language is being spoken to him, or read anything writen that he comes across. I designed an armchair warrior. Someone who talks a goodd fight, but will always back down because doing something is not worth the effort, and as an even better note, I try to make sure that anything I argue is pointless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoops, sorry about the block of text there.&lt;br /&gt;I still go because I want to have fun. I don't care if I like the players or not, if someone is willing to sit down and talk with me IC then I will talk. Simple as that. Dreamer has no predispositions. But anyways, thank you WBN for adding a little bit more amusement into a day that was already pleasant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other notes, Okami is a very pretty game with an awesome story and even though I only watched someone else play it, I reccomend it to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disgaea 2 is awesome. Anthony is doing some great fanart for it as well. Yay him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I love ya all, and I suck at keeping in touch with all y'all. Sorry.</content>
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    <title>My marks have come in!!</title>
    <published>2006-11-17T16:35:53Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Media Studies --- 81&lt;br /&gt;Social Science --- 70&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo!! Go me!! Now I'm officially done highschool!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*does a happy dance*</content>
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