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  <title>Young, Gifted and Black...</title>
  <subtitle>...Thoughts From Everyone's Favorite Negro</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Lorma Doone</name>
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  <updated>2008-12-31T01:50:03Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:afirthionado:130233</id>
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    <title>The man......the legend.</title>
    <published>2008-09-11T03:53:25Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-16T06:27:01Z</updated>
    <category term="sexalicious firthness"/>
    <content type="html">Colin Firth is 48 today....and still smoking HOTT.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.pemberley.com/photos/firth/IBM_ColinFirth.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a moment....enjoy it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:afirthionado:126952</id>
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    <title>Can I get a redo, Angie?</title>
    <published>2008-04-28T18:06:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-28T18:12:09Z</updated>
    <category term="quiz"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;h2&gt;E2: The Everything Test 2&lt;/h2&gt; There are many different types of tests on the internet today. Personality tests, purity tests, stereotype tests, political tests. But now, there is &lt;i&gt;one test to rule them all&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Traditionally, online tests would ask certain questions about your musical tastes or clothing for a stereotype, your experiences for a purity test, or deep questions for a personality test.We're turning that upside down - all the questions affect all the results, and we've got some innovative results too!&lt;br /&gt; 	Version 2 is leaner, meaner, and features a more mature and varied set of questions than the previous test. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  	&lt;table width="550" style="margin-left: 25px;"&gt; 	&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; 		&lt;td width="250"&gt; 			&lt;table width="100%" style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: rgb(102, 153, 255);"&gt; 				&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="border-bottom: 1px solid black; text-align: center;" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Character Traits&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; 				&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Analytical&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;20%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Artistic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;39%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Driven&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;0%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emotional&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Horny&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;14%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Independent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;0%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Musical&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;45%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Optimistic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;0%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Outgoing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;0%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Political&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;67%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Religious&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;27%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Romantic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Social&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;0%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; 			&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; 		&lt;/td&gt; 		&lt;td width="50"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt; 		&lt;td width="250"&gt; 			&lt;table width="100%" style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: rgb(102, 153, 255);"&gt; 				&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="border-bottom: 1px solid black; text-align: center;" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life Experience&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; 				&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Criminality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;29%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Intellectual&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Relationships&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;7%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sexuality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;37%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Travel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;34%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; 			&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; 		&lt;/td&gt; 	&lt;/tr&gt; 	&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  	&lt;table width="550" style="margin-left: 25px;"&gt; 	&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; 		&lt;td width="250" style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: rgb(102, 153, 255);"&gt; 			&lt;b&gt;Politics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 			Your political views would best be described as &lt;b&gt;Socialist&lt;/b&gt;, while philosophically 			you tend to think like a &lt;b&gt;Conservative&lt;/b&gt;. 		&lt;/td&gt; 		&lt;td width="50"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt; 		&lt;td width="250" style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: rgb(102, 153, 255);"&gt; 			&lt;b&gt;Socioeconomic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 			Your attitude toward life best associates you with &lt;b&gt;Middle Class&lt;/b&gt;. 			You make more than &lt;b&gt;40%&lt;/b&gt; of those who have taken this test, 			and &lt;b&gt;77%&lt;/b&gt; less than the U.S. average.&lt;br /&gt; 		&lt;/td&gt; 	&lt;/tr&gt; 	&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 	 	&lt;table width="550" style="margin-left: 25px;"&gt; 	&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; 		&lt;td width="250" style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: rgb(102, 153, 255);"&gt; 			You tend to think more like an &lt;b&gt;artist&lt;/b&gt; than an engineer. 		&lt;/td&gt; 		&lt;td width="50"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt; 		&lt;td width="250" style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: rgb(102, 153, 255);"&gt; 			Location-wise, you would probably be a good fit for the &lt;b&gt;City&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; 		&lt;/td&gt; 	&lt;/tr&gt; 	&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  	&lt;a href="http://www.thatsurveysite.net/take/e2" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;TAKE THE TEST&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 		&lt;font size="1"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://www.thatsurveysite.net/" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;thatsurveysite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>afirthionado @ 2008-02-07T10:41:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-07T15:42:18Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-07T15:42:18Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Pepa died.</content>
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    <title>I think I just threw up in my mouth.</title>
    <published>2008-01-07T09:58:09Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-07T09:58:09Z</updated>
    <category term="life"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="6"&gt;I just realized that I turn 25 in less than 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Cue the quarter life crisis.&amp;nbsp; [Or maybe that's what the past 2 months have been.]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>A new year, a new me.</title>
    <published>2008-01-06T09:36:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-31T01:50:03Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">2007 was a good year.&amp;nbsp; I had so much fun living fully and taking risks and being myself.&amp;nbsp; No real worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I performed in 5 shows and stage managed one as my love for the theatre continued to grow.&amp;nbsp; I made new friends.&amp;nbsp; I won a Cantey.&amp;nbsp; I fell in love.&amp;nbsp; I experienced my first kiss with a guy.&amp;nbsp; I experienced my first [and probably last] kiss with a girl.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 is going to be a different kind of year.&amp;nbsp; This is going to be a year of growth - and they're not called growing pains for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start this year in the hole - financially, emotionally, mentally - and it's gonna take some time to dig myself out, especially since God has made it quite clear that this battle has to be won with no assistance from anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest letdown of 2007 was the loss of my faith in marriage and enduring love.&amp;nbsp; Between 2 divorces and several married men hitting on me, I just don't even see the point anymore.&amp;nbsp; This also led me to realize that I'm never going to be able to find it in me to trust men in general.&amp;nbsp; I'm not implying that all men are evil, cheating sons-of-bitches, just that unless I have 2 trustworthy references, I won't be talking to him.&amp;nbsp; I mean, it's obvious that I only attract sketch men anyway, so it's probably a good strategy.&amp;nbsp; It's been a difficult possibility to accept, but perhaps I'm not meant to get married in this lifetime.&amp;nbsp; I have 3 aunts, and they're all unmarried.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps the Joneses are a special breed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also recently become quite clear to me that I'm becoming one of those women.&amp;nbsp; One of those women that most people don't like.&amp;nbsp; The woman that always tells the truth and then gets blasted for it.&amp;nbsp; The woman that follows her instincts while people snicker.&amp;nbsp; The woman that men don't give the second look because they know there's no way to fool her.&amp;nbsp; Like Miranda Hobbs from &lt;i&gt;Sex and the City&lt;/i&gt;, only bitchier.&amp;nbsp; I have spent the past month fighting this, and I've decided to stop trying to deny myself.&amp;nbsp; It makes perfect sense that I would eventually evolve into a more judgmental version of &lt;b&gt;my mother&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; There are worse things, I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like getting 2 flat tires after being unable to avoid a shovel gone wrong on the highway.&amp;nbsp; Happy New Year to me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Note to friends:&amp;nbsp; If you're gonna get a flat tire or two, get them in the summer.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough about me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Barack Obama won the Iowa caucus.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Holy shit!&amp;nbsp; This is bad.&amp;nbsp; If Obama wins the Democratic nomination, the Republicans will definitely win.&amp;nbsp; No way in hell is this country is ready to elect a black president.&amp;nbsp; Let's get real, people.&amp;nbsp; I'm watching Fox News a lot lately, which is probably part of the reason I'm depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to expanding my world, my understanding, my reach in 2008.</content>
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    <title>Show Opening TOMORROW!!!!</title>
    <published>2007-10-10T17:42:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-10T18:02:37Z</updated>
    <category term="theatre"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="4"&gt;My show opens this week!&amp;nbsp; Your presence is requested.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COLUMBINUS&lt;br /&gt;October 11th - 27th&lt;br /&gt;Presented by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.realtheatre.org/box_office.html" target="_self"&gt;Raleigh Ensemble Players&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;@ Artspace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>Vote for me at WWW.SITEFORRENT.COM</title>
    <published>2007-09-18T16:51:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-18T16:51:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hello LiveJournal friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am participating in an audition contest for the musical RENT.  It would be greatly appreciated if you would go to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.siteforrent.com/onlineaudition/votes.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.siteforrent.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;/onlineaudition/votes.html&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and vote for me to go to NYC for an audition with the producers of RENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoveLoveLove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lorm :)</content>
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    <title>afirthionado @ 2007-06-01T00:53:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-01T05:22:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-01T05:22:56Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">The last seven days have been character building, to say the least.&amp;nbsp; Or should I say character revealing?&amp;nbsp; Either way, it's not been the most fun, and I'm glad that the climax has come and gone.&amp;nbsp; I'm in the process of scheduling a consultation with my therapist/best friend, during which time I'm sure this will get all sorted out.&amp;nbsp; I am fine now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave you with little nuggets, nuggets that I've been wanting to share with friends, and which date back all the way to March, in some cases.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Meredith College&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(While watching the Raleigh Symphony Orchestra perform)&lt;br /&gt;Stacie:&amp;nbsp; I like to watch the violin bows move in unison.&amp;nbsp; You can always tell when someone is behind.&lt;br /&gt;Lorm: There is something exciting about straddling a cello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Later.....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacie:&amp;nbsp; What is his problem anyway?&lt;br /&gt;Lorm:&amp;nbsp; Not getting laid.&lt;br /&gt;Stacie:&amp;nbsp; Maybe we should buy him a cello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheryl (to Lorm): This water will turn into acid and I &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; spit it in your face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Preschool&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lorm: Can I go to the beach with you?&lt;br /&gt;3 year old:&amp;nbsp; Sure Ms. Lo.&amp;nbsp; You have to come over to my house and then we can go to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;Lorm:&amp;nbsp; I don't have a bathing suit.&lt;br /&gt;3 year old:&amp;nbsp; You can wear one of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Lorm:&amp;nbsp; Do you think it will fit?&lt;br /&gt;3 year old (pondering):&amp;nbsp; Well, you can borrow my Mom's.&lt;br /&gt;Lorm:&amp;nbsp; What will your Mom wear?&lt;br /&gt;3 year old:&amp;nbsp; She can wear my Dad's.&lt;br /&gt;Lorm:&amp;nbsp; What will he wear?&lt;br /&gt;3 year old:&amp;nbsp; Well he's gonna be at work so it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In the bathroom)&lt;br /&gt;Same 3 year old: Do you like my heart panties, Ms. Lo?&lt;br /&gt;Lorm: I do.&lt;br /&gt;3 year old:&amp;nbsp; Do you see all the different color hearts?&amp;nbsp; They're so cool.&lt;br /&gt;Lorm:&amp;nbsp; Yeah.&amp;nbsp; I really like the blue hearts, actually.&lt;br /&gt;3 year old:&amp;nbsp; These are my favorite panties.&lt;br /&gt;Lorm:&amp;nbsp; I see.&amp;nbsp; You should really go potty now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Adventures in Babysitting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 1/2 year old:&amp;nbsp; Only brown people can have certain toppings on their ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same 4 1/2 year old:&amp;nbsp; My mommy is a better adult than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;I ought to write a book.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>Birthdays always get me down.  What can I say?  I'm human.</title>
    <published>2007-04-26T04:39:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-26T04:39:31Z</updated>
    <category term="birthday"/>
    <lj:music>My new "Company" CD</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday did not suck. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit of a surprise to me because it was supposed to suck - in theory.  No plans, just job, other job, rehearsal.  And there were parts of it that were quite sucky-like in nature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was great.  It was great because I have the best friends.  Friends that really love me - and love is all you need, right?  And, I got some really good stuff.  Good stuff that I was not expcecting because I have surrounded myself with people who are poor, just like me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Naked Guys in Oven Mitts&lt;/i&gt; magnets&lt;br /&gt;A Sun Necklace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I Like You: Hospitality Under the Influence&lt;/i&gt; by Amy Sedaris&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;i&gt;Company&lt;/i&gt; Revival Cast Recording&lt;br /&gt;A Box of Stress Busters&lt;br /&gt;Flowers&lt;br /&gt;A coke icee from Burger King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, a entire blog &lt;a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&amp;amp;friendID=67625775&amp;amp;blogID=257615327&amp;amp;MyToken=49345749-0eb4-413e-90af-be3acdbc1999"&gt;dedicated to me&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am loved.  24 will not suck.</content>
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    <title>POONA WANTS YOU!!!!</title>
    <published>2007-04-21T06:14:32Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-21T06:14:32Z</updated>
    <category term="poona"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://entertainment.webshots.com/photo/2096230260086534274OBkloK"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb04.webshots.com/3715/2096230260086534274S425x425Q85.jpg" alt="poona postcard front"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It is the funniest thing you'll see this year.&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>They're onto me.</title>
    <published>2007-04-02T02:33:00Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-02T02:33:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;, serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What Be Your Nerd Type?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Social Nerd&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 96%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You're interested in things such as politics, psychology, child care, and peace. I wouldn't go so far as to call you a hippie, but some of you may be tree-huggers. You're the type of people who are interested in bettering the world. You're possible the least nerdy of them all; unless you participate in other activies that paled your nerdiness compared to your involvement in social activities. Whatever the case, we could still use more of you around.  ^_^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Drama Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 63%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Gamer/Computer Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 40%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Artistic Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 36%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Musician&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 35%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Literature Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 27%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Anime Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 8%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Science/Math Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 5%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_be_your_nerd_type"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Be Your Nerd Type?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quizzes for MySpace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:afirthionado:116329</id>
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    <title>afirthionado @ 2007-03-16T11:02:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-16T15:03:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-16T15:05:23Z</updated>
    <category term="quiz"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="width:190px; margin:10px; text-align:center; font-family:verdana; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img width="198" alt="Free Online Dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/_img/layout/tests/okctest_badges/DGLDf.gif" height="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/personality?type=DGLD&amp;amp;g=0&amp;amp;o=1"&gt;Read My Result&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/online.dating.persona.test"&gt;Take the Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The Sonnet&lt;br /&gt;Deliberate Gentle Love Dreamer (DGLDf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Romantic, hopeful, and composed. You are the Sonnet. Get it? Composed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Sonnets want Love and have high ideals about it. They're conscientious people, caring &amp; careful. You yourself have deep convictions, and you devote a lot of thought to romance and what it should be. This will frighten away most potential mates, but that's okay, because you're very choosy with your affections anyway. You'd absolutely refuse to date someone dumber than you, for instance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your exact opposite:&lt;br /&gt;Genghis Khunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Brutal Sex Master&lt;br /&gt;    Lovers who share your idealized perspective, or who are at least willing to totally throw themselves into a relationship, will be very, very happy with you. And you with them. You're already selfless and compassionate, and with the right partner, there's no doubt you can be sensual, even adventurously so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    You probably have lots of female friends, and they have a special soft spot for you. Babies do, too, at the tippy-top of their baby skulls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS AVOID: The 5-Night Stand, The False Messiah, The Hornivore, The Last Man on Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONSIDER: The Loverboy</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>God love Pepa.</title>
    <published>2007-03-01T05:02:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-01T05:05:36Z</updated>
    <category term="pepa"/>
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    <content type="html">It has been a pretty crap few days.  Number striked on Saturday and we were there til after 1am.  I had to walk away from this awfully embarassing crush.  I had to stay for Gypsy strike when there are like, 50 theatre majors, and really I didn't do anything that one of those intelligent girls couldn't do.  I was just there so Bill could feel like things were balanced out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this stressed-outedness caused me to yell at my grandfather upon my return home, which made me feel like crap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, I asked Bill to fire me.  And I meant it.  (He refused.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the past few days I've been sick, AND I just got home from this benefit concert thing that was unnecesarily stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My toe is infected.  I've been told I can die from this if I don't go to the doctor.  (What a way to go - death by toe infection.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT IT IS ALL GOOD.  It's all good because I got home tonite and immediately, it was revealed to me why I still live with my grandfather at almost 24 years of age:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: I got my rejection letter today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pepa&lt;/b&gt;: From who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: The audition people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pepa&lt;/b&gt;: In New York?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;:  Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pepa&lt;/b&gt;:  They don't know what they're missing.  Don't let it worry ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;StrawHat can keep their silly auditions cuz Pepa says I don't need 'em.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:afirthionado:115536</id>
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    <title>Oh fuck me.</title>
    <published>2007-02-12T03:34:35Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-12T03:34:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Taurus Horoscope for the week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amorous associations might color your consciousness in the week to come.  You might have a head made for business and a body made for love.&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:afirthionado:113592</id>
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    <title>Superheros are gay.</title>
    <published>2007-01-17T05:25:54Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-17T05:26:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Jay Leno</lj:music>
    <content type="html">There's always that question "If you could have any super power, what would it be?"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People with no imagination say "flying" or whatever, something lame like that.  I used to say I wanted the power to start and stop time, because then I would never be sleepy.  The truth is, I would probably stop time and never start again - and then we'd all be screwed.  I'd be thinking, "I just need one more hour" and everyone would be frozen and existence as we know it would well, be boring and still-like.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember where I was going with this.  Oh well.  Talk amongst yourselves.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:afirthionado:113195</id>
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    <title>All the cool kids are doin' it....</title>
    <published>2007-01-02T03:26:16Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-02T03:28:48Z</updated>
    <category term="family"/>
    <content type="html">...and I am all about the peer pressure.  Without further ado,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January: &lt;br /&gt;London…wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There really are no words. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February:&lt;br /&gt;The blasted show-that-consumed-my-January is now open. Went relatively smoothly. Great house. Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March:&lt;br /&gt;Since Ibsen ended on Sunday, February 19th, I've been sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April:&lt;br /&gt;He kissed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May:&lt;br /&gt;Birthday was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June:&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in my hotel room(the hotel I had to acquire for my last night here since Kat Allen, the girl who I stayed with, has a cat and I couldn't breathe all week) this early Monday morning, is the first time that I've had to write/reflect since I got to Asheville Saturday the 27th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July:&lt;br /&gt;I did a lot of shit this week that I don't usually do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August:&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend was pretty laid back...so laid back in fact that this entry will be laid-back too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September:&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long damn.....couple of weeks, perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October:&lt;br /&gt;It's been over a month since I've written anything, which is not to say that I don't have enough to write about....boy, do I. I just haven't got the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November:&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love those conversations about life, love, and philosophy that kinda sneak up on ya and before you know it it's 4am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December:&lt;br /&gt;Those 3 words are the slogan of Raleigh Ensemble Players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's pretty cool; pretty much sums up my year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last meal of 2006 was Mellow Mushroom pizza and 2 dirty water dogs from a vendor at First Night Raleigh.  My first meal of '07 was Chick-fil-a nuggets, waffle fries, and a sweet tea.  Hells yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I did in the new year (after watching movies with Laura) was play Putt-Putt in the pouring rain with my ghetto-ass family - the only people I know that would play Putt-Putt in the rain so that they could use a free games coupon before it expired.  And THAT is why I love them so.</content>
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    <title>No shit, Sherlock.</title>
    <published>2006-12-21T04:37:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-21T04:37:33Z</updated>
    <category term="life"/>
    <lj:music>Letterman</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table cellspacing="0" style="border: 1px solid #333333; margin: 10px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="border: none; font: bold 16px sans-serif; background: #ffddbb; color: #000000; padding: 5px; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;This Is My Life, Rated&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 18px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: 1px solid #333333; border-left: none; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 18px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: 1px solid #333333; border-left: none; border-right: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/greblubar.gif" height="12" width="134" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"&gt; 6.7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/grebar.gif" height="12" width="122" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"&gt; 6.1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Body:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/greblubar.gif" height="12" width="136" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"&gt; 6.8&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Spirit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/greblubar.gif" height="12" width="140" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"&gt; 7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Friends/Family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/yelgrebar.gif" height="12" width="106" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"&gt; 5.3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/redbar.gif" height="12" width="16" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"&gt; 0.8&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Finance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/grebar.gif" height="12" width="116" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"&gt; 5.8&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="border: none; border-top: 1px solid #333333; font: bold 14px sans-serif; background: #ffeedd; padding: 5px; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/life/rate_my_life.html" style="color: #0000ff;"&gt;Take the Rate My Life Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>It's been a good 24 hours.....</title>
    <published>2006-11-04T05:15:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-04T05:15:04Z</updated>
    <category term="friends"/>
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    <content type="html">THURSDAY NIGHT   -&amp;gt;  Preview night for the show.  We had an awesomely vocal audience.  About 8 minutes into it I heard Laura's voice - well, her laugh  - and was relived to find that I knew at least one person in the audience.  I would find out later that she brought Brett with her.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show I was anxious to "do something" because I didn't have to babysit on Friday; I had purposely given myself the day off because of Cornhuskin', opening of the show, etc.  Long story short - we ended up at the Royal Bean, the coffee shop across the street from Meredith.  We talked for a while about the show and what they liked, the gay guy in it, the hottie tech fella, and millions of other completely ridiculous things.  At 11pm, we were pratically thrown out of Royal Bean, so we migrated to my car, where I turned up the heat(literally).  We talked for what seemed like a few minutes, and then looked at the clock and it was 2:45am, at which time Laura left.  Then I talked for another 45 minutes or so about why I'm such a social outcast, and then Brett was finally given permission to leave my car at about 3:45am.  I love talking to my friends, especially the good ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY AFTERNOON/NIGHT   -&amp;gt;  I slept until 1:15.  Hey, I didn't go to sleep until 4am.  Whaddya want from me?  I got up off my ass and went to the Cornhuskin parade, which I was honestly not expecting to enjoy.  I didn't participate in it when I was there, and that was a choice.  I have to admit that I had a ball.  I kinda just did my own thing.  I got Karen, one of my lil sises, to ride on the alum truck with us, even though she hasn't graduated yet.  I waved to all the random people lined up to see the parade.  And my crowning achievement:  I started beatboxing when one of the groups started this god awful rendition of "Lean on Me", which in turn caused all of the odds(girls who graduate in odd years) to start clapping and stomping around.  It was awesome.  Then I went to the show and it was okay.  I missed an entrance and a couple of costume pieces but overall a very successful opening night.  The crowd was very appreciative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I sleep.  Because I have to be back at the theatre in 12 hours for 2 back-to-back shows.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w00t.</content>
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    <title>I get to sleep in tomorrow.  I plan to do it "like a champ".</title>
    <published>2006-11-03T09:00:05Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-03T09:00:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Gotta love those conversations about life, love, and philosophy that kinda sneak up on ya and before you know it it's 4am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, I did it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Laura and Brett.</content>
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    <title>afirthionado @ 2006-10-22T03:38:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-22T07:41:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-22T07:41:50Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">It's been over a month since I've written anything, which is not to say that I don't have enough to write about....boy, do I.  I just haven't got the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Notes the time*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this serves 2 purposes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) to remind me to write something profound here sometime soon as to update the faithful readers who are waiting with bated breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) so when I finally do (a), it will not have been over a month since my last update&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Noting the time*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.</content>
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    <title>Been busy actor-ing.</title>
    <published>2006-09-17T05:08:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-17T05:08:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If you're in Raleigh, come see the show.  I totally just realized that I never advertised it here.  Damn myspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.realtheatre.org"&gt;http://www.realtheatre.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show is great.  It's good people, good talents, good message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am done.</content>
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    <title>Opening Night Sensory Overload.</title>
    <published>2006-09-08T04:52:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-08T05:00:15Z</updated>
    <category term="reflection"/>
    <lj:music>Is it weird that I still hear the gunshots from the show?</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It has been a long damn.....couple of weeks, perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The random thoughts have been running through my mind like little bunnies(little bunnies? WTF?).  It's been hard to keep thoughts in my head long enough to write them down.  I'll start to write something, then stop.  Live journal keeps asking me if I would like my draft "restored".  How nice it is of them to keep my fleeting thoughts in a jar or database or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much to talk about:  the trip to the beach, the first days of preschool and meeting the new kids, the &lt;i&gt;enormous&lt;/i&gt; crush that I cannot get rid of, how much the VMA's sucked ass, why I am closer and closer to peace each day, and why I feel like pulling out my hair from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds fucking riveting, right?  I thought so.  Wait for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I just wanna say....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......there is nothing as awesome as "firsts".  Tonight I had opening night for my &lt;i&gt;first&lt;/i&gt; professional theatre gig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......there is nothing like getting on stage on that opening night and realizing that you know over half of the audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......there is nothing like seeing an old friend that you think about when your mind wanders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......there is nothing like sitting down and letting a professional put on your makeup and then looking at the end result and still recognizing your face.  AND THEN LATER, after you tell your best friend how much you spent on said makeup, them offering you theirs....when they're white.  *thank God for laura*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......there is nothing like realizing you're not a part of a "group of friends" anymore and being totally okay with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......there is nothing like feeling like you're actually moving toward(albeit slowly) your dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......and as cynical(and sometimes bitter) as I am, I will admit that there is nothing like talking to &lt;i&gt;that guy&lt;/i&gt; about a song you both like and just, for a minute, allowing yourself to be a girl.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:afirthionado:109320</id>
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    <title>afirthionado @ 2006-08-23T00:15:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-23T04:16:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-23T04:16:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Letterman</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I almost started to cry today while watching Disney's &lt;i&gt;Aladdin&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?</content>
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    <title>afirthionado @ 2006-08-19T23:26:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-20T03:29:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-20T03:29:19Z</updated>
    <category term="musical theatre"/>
    <lj:music>The monologue I have to do tomorrow (in my head)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Saw &lt;i&gt;Aida&lt;/i&gt; with the high school kids tonite and almost cried.  CRIED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musical theatre: the only that can make me cry.  Almost.</content>
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    <title>At 23 years, still loving the name.</title>
    <published>2006-07-27T00:50:45Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-27T14:55:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Happy 78th Birthday Mema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lorraine Mary Evelyn Davis&lt;br /&gt;July 26, 1928 - January 8,2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I had forgotten today was Mema's birthday.  My mom says it's a sign I'm healing; I'm still quite disappointed in myself for forgetting.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya Mema. Good looking out.</content>
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