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  <updated>2009-03-03T03:48:14Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cupcakexcorexx:19066</id>
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    <title>We dance together alone.</title>
    <published>2009-03-03T03:40:21Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-03T03:48:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I counted all the raindrops last time it rained, and each one, was a reason I loved you. It went well until I ran out of rain drops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dreaming of you. I'm somebody loved now. I want to be old and worn, and live with you. I miss you. &lt;br /&gt;I want to spend my life, and wear it out with you by side.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cupcakexcorexx:18821</id>
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    <title>FeMALE.</title>
    <published>2009-03-02T06:56:09Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-02T06:56:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;gt;&amp;gt;; Um. Yeah. It was brought to my attention today while watching Natural Born Killer that Juliette Lewis looks a fuckload like Gaspard Uliiel. Serious. Whoa. Tripped me bloody out. *hides under rock for use of her bad language*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, even my mum said it was pretty crazy likeness.&lt;br /&gt;Check it out, would you? Confirm that I'm not some whackjob who doesn't know what she's talking about?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cupcakexcorexx:18644</id>
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    <title>Goodnight, Moonshine.</title>
    <published>2009-03-01T06:03:12Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-01T06:03:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Moonshine is like... some crazy alcohol, isn't it? Well, I'm not talking about it... cause I'm not a recovering, or... suffering alcoholic. xDD *rolls around* Nooope. Don't need alchy to keep meh going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyways. I'm blogging because the most recent picture of Kate Moss was brought to my attention. And, to be perfectly honest, I'm deeply frightened from it. She looks stoned, or like she just got pissed on by Satan's henchmen. O_____o Scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really quite traumatizing, if you haven't seen it already, I highly recommend keeping it that way. It could potentially damage you for life.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cupcakexcorexx:18295</id>
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    <title>Obviously I was joking.</title>
    <published>2009-02-28T20:20:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-28T20:20:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've really been doing nothing while I've been ignoring my cyber journal, I've just been sitting here like a moron and wondering about things that have nothing to do with anything productive. Makes sense, I know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I don't know how many of you are on YouTube, but I've recently become obsessed with Community Channel. She's great, I absolutely love her. She's really funny and creative, so you should check it out. Anyways, I'm off again, but this time, it won't be so bloody long before I'm back. &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I'm an online buyer. Far out.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cupcakexcorexx:18148</id>
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    <title>Puppy.</title>
    <published>2009-01-27T22:05:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-27T22:05:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I looked like a lost puppy, running through the streets in the rain because its owner forgot it. Or maybe, it's owner was looking for it too, but they were just in the wrong places, searching for something they wouldn't find in the current location. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked... tired.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cupcakexcorexx:17839</id>
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    <title>BALLS.</title>
    <published>2009-01-12T21:25:33Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-12T21:25:33Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>NADA.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay, so this entry isn't about balls. I lied. &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;; *hides under rock*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the last hour and a half pressing glow in the dark stars to my ceiling and reciting Maroni lines as I did so. I had to pick glue remnants off the backs of them before that though, cause some two-bit fucknut super glued them to their ceiling with like... carpenter's glue or something. It shitted my nails, and my wrist, but oh well. My ceiling looks wicked now. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I have hand me down glow in the dark stars, shit if I know. &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;;;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cupcakexcorexx:17657</id>
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    <title>Hai. 8D</title>
    <published>2009-01-12T14:55:00Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-12T14:55:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>NOTHING.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, ERM. Its 6:48 in the morning.... Obviously, I've been spending too much time around the internet, and not on here. I miss my dusty old account. Promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updateys from meeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;ERM, ERM. Uhhhhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;Oooh. So, I've been searching my ass off for a Rachel Dawes party dress, and until recently, come up empty-handed. Now though, I'm buying a Rachel Dawes Party replica dress from this loverly person, who made a Dark Knight spoof on YouTube -  so I can flatter my lover and do the Joker scene with muh baby at Comic-Con 2009. :D WIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lover is a die-hard, Joker impersonator. Like... dead on. It makes me... joygasm. WIIIIIIIIN.&lt;br /&gt;I've watched the Dark Knight 34 times in the last month. MEGA WIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Om nom. &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go turn in a fuckload of work today and show that I've been a good girl. Which, I have... sorta. Erm. Fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also, made a promise tonight, that I need to get my ass in shape. Cause, I'm starting to resemble a cottage cheese mountain. Which... MAJOR FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;I drew an epic picture of Heathy, might upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. I need to get off the computer, mum says I'll get carpal tunnel. D:</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cupcakexcorexx:16661</id>
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    <title>So Obsessed With All You Do...</title>
    <published>2008-11-13T18:25:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-13T18:25:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;Trying so hard to be like you...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, don't you love Nine Inch Nails? Anyway, I thought I'd give my old journal a little update; I've neglected this poor cyber-diary for much too long. And - besides all that sentimental stuff, I'm in a writing mood. Like a... 'Blah, blah, blah, nothing important' writing mood. Don't we love those!? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I'm going to do the really annoying anime talk, like OH NOES!? XD Because I can and I'm hyper. Things are good - therefore goading this crazy reaction in me. Nobody reads this stuff anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dark Knight comes out on Decemeber 9th! WOOOOTS. X]&lt;br /&gt;I'm very excited, can you tell? Oh and um... yeah; Christmas too. That's right around the corner - I only know its seven weeks away because my grandmother is a Christmasfreaaak. So there. &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM A HARDCORE NOVELLA. &lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;Most will not understand that. If you do - props. :D&lt;br /&gt;If not... you're gay. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my word. He is online.&lt;br /&gt;fjhsdf.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;AH. I figured out how to create upside down text - now that, is some nifty stuff right there. So yeah, I'm proud of myself and now I'm just rambling and none of this has a point, but hey when does my stuff ever have a point right - come on now, I'm a girl of my word. xDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT was a serious run-on sentence. YIKES &amp;gt;_________&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no life. &lt;br /&gt;serious.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cupcakexcorexx:15102</id>
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    <title>Sleep comes to those who...</title>
    <published>2008-09-09T06:41:25Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-09T06:41:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Don't want it - but those who do, don't get it. Isn't that neat? I also refuse to believe that its insomnia, its just... the way sleeping works. I think maybe the Sandman likes to have a sick laugh every now and then.</content>
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    <title>If its loud enough that ache will claw its way out.</title>
    <published>2008-09-04T03:59:58Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-04T03:59:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Nothing.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">You'd think it would, at least. This ache - and it is frighteningly loud at the moment has done nothing relative to coming &lt;i&gt;out&lt;/i&gt;. If anything, its clawing its way deeper and deeper, trying desperately to rip through my insides. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom said she didn't know what it was, but then again she's not a doctor. The schoo nurse said it could be tons of millions of things. Oh, that's helpful. You gave me no idea as to whether I have a mutant alien life form growing inside me, eating my stomach or if its just acid. Thanks so much. How ridiculous, excruciatingly painful can one stomach be? Excellent question. I know for positive for though that I am not pregnant. And if I am - rack up another Bella point because its inhuman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not doing too well, let's leeave it at that. However, my life will go on, without fail, irrevocably.</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: A Fruity Synthesis</title>
    <published>2008-09-01T22:26:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-01T22:26:38Z</updated>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you could create a hybrid of any two fruits in the world, what would they be and why?  Describe this new fruit (its name, taste, color, ect.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;Submitted By &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_mangostarrr' lj:user='mangostarrr' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://mangostarrr.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://mangostarrr.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;mangostarrr&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=516'" /&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=516"&gt;View 500 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
It would be a hybrid blueberry and a peach. &lt;br /&gt;It'd be called... blueach. Which is kind of pronounced like 'bleach' but oh well. It'd have the texture and the size of an apricot, but the taste of a blueberry with a hint of peach. And it'd be blue. &lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: The Expendable Sense(s)</title>
    <published>2008-09-01T21:59:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-01T21:59:46Z</updated>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you had to give up one of your five senses,  which could you live without?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;Submitted By &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_newbiepoet' lj:user='newbiepoet' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://newbiepoet.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://newbiepoet.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;newbiepoet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=501'" /&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=501"&gt;View 500 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
Oh god. I don't know if I can answer that question without changing my answer at least twice. I already have, just inclusively. Um, I'd say taste - only because no matter how food tastes, it all has one purpose and that it to fill you up and nourish you. The only down side is that if something was rotten, you probably couldn't tell. BUT AHA! You've got your sense of smell, so there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know for sure that I couldn't live without sight, touch, sound or smell. &lt;br /&gt;:D</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: You and A Fictional Character of Your Choice</title>
    <published>2008-08-31T09:27:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-31T09:27:47Z</updated>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you were stranded on an island with a fictional character, who would it be and why?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;Submitted By &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_mesnyder_92' lj:user='mesnyder_92' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://mesnyder-92.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://mesnyder-92.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;mesnyder_92&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=507'" /&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=507"&gt;View 500 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
I'd have to say Isabella Swan. Me and her, honestly, I think we could make it off the island successfully, although clumsily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Edward would work too. Or Jacob. &lt;br /&gt;Hahha.</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Checklist for Eternity</title>
    <published>2008-08-31T09:17:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-31T09:17:27Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Yes Please - Muse</lj:music>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you could live forever how would you spend your time?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=500'" /&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=500"&gt;View 501 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
What an incredible question. I would do so much, I don't even think my brain has enough space to log everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Read every book I've ever thought about. &lt;br /&gt;2. Learn French, Russian and Italian. &lt;br /&gt;3. Hug a Timber Wolf&lt;br /&gt;4. Learn to play the piano perfectly. &lt;br /&gt;5. Learn to draw mind-blowingly well. &lt;br /&gt;6. Learn how to play the bass. &lt;br /&gt;7. Doing everything that wasn't done in my life. And doing everything again, only better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sums it up, I think.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cupcakexcorexx:11700</id>
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    <title>Hey Justin, this is your mother.</title>
    <published>2008-08-29T07:26:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-29T07:26:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hate Me - Blue October</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"You just grew up." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a strange thing to say, considering I feel no older than I felt when I first went to high school. I grew up into a fictional character who's clumsy - a danger to herself and everyone around her? A girl who's quiet, nervous and shy - and who would rather stay home and be safe than attract &lt;i&gt;any&lt;/i&gt; attention to herself whatsoever? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's who I am. And perhaps, even though I wanted to, I have to realize that I can't escape my bizarre life. My new life, at that. In my sick way, I wanna' thank you for sticking with me, and not caring that I'm a danger magnet. I can't believe I said that. Cheese it up, Chey, cheese it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand, and maybe you could.</content>
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    <title>Olympics.</title>
    <published>2008-08-09T05:59:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-09T05:59:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Wolf Like Me - TV On The Radio</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So basically, this is my reaction to the opening cermony. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was great, totally beautiful, but did anyone get the impression that it was kind of... dark? I mean, it was wonderfully arranged and everything, but it seemed a little... morbid. I mean, with all the long gowns and mass people moving in unison, I thought I was watching some Chinese evil worship. And, it seemed like a chance for China to show off that they're like the best of the best in technology, I mean I know that's what its about, having The Olympics hosted if your country, its kinda like your time to shine, but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.</content>
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    <title>Sweet blossoms.</title>
    <published>2008-07-30T05:46:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-30T05:46:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Bored, bored, bored. &lt;br /&gt;I really should be writing, April's going to be furious with me if I don't finish another few chapters. So will Melissa, they'll both be completely livid with me. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;I just stuffed a very large chunk of watermelon in my mouth ^^ Hehe. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm just sitting here, thinking and trying to find a topic worth writing about. There's a lot going on in my life right now; its very crazy. I mean, my dad is signing me up for the ACA competetion, for next year, so I've already got that on my mind. Writing three pages of fiction or a combination of fiction and poetry, shouldn't be too hard. But, these kids, they're like the elite writers and I'm going to be applying against them! Not that I don't want to, or think I'm capable of it... its just... nerve-racking. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an okay writer... not an amazing one, but an okay one. I don't think I'm super wonderful... but oh well. You're your own worst critic, right? So for all I know, I could absolutely epic when it comes to writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Sigh+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back later, when I'm not frazzled with my writing nerves. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the mood icon fits my face perfectly.</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: In the Event of a Zombie Emergency</title>
    <published>2008-07-29T08:38:29Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-29T08:38:29Z</updated>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;Are you prepared for a zombie outbreak, or are you just going to wing it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=478'" /&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=478"&gt;View 500 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hellz yeah I am prepared! I bought Zombie Killing 101 when I was ten. I am sooo prepared it's not even funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P</content>
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