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  <title>The Cobalt Blues</title>
  <subtitle>To much info</subtitle>
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    <name>cobaltfoxi</name>
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  <updated>2008-12-07T20:09:09Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cobaltfoxi:2413</id>
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    <title>love</title>
    <published>2008-12-07T20:09:09Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-07T20:09:09Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Dan Deacon - Wham City</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm so in love with my best-friend. I need to tell him, but instead I always end up telling everyone else.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cobaltfoxi:2173</id>
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    <title>Friend.</title>
    <published>2008-12-06T16:11:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-06T16:11:36Z</updated>
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    <category term="you"/>
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    <lj:music>The Clash</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My friend was talking about her co-workers and she described a guy named calvin, and said he was really creepy. I asked in what way. She said, &amp;quot;well... do you know what a furry is?&amp;quot; I just laughed, but then thought about. now I'm just like... oh u____________u... I'm unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no she doesn't know I'm into the scene&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cobaltfoxi:1904</id>
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    <title>11 months later.</title>
    <published>2008-11-25T02:53:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-25T02:53:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of furry again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I jumped into it tooooooooo fast and got a little drained by it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm technically in college now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and I'm 18 ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so happy times right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cobaltfoxi:1654</id>
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    <title>Poems: week 1</title>
    <published>2008-01-09T04:02:09Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-09T04:02:09Z</updated>
    <category term="hate"/>
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    <category term="sex"/>
    <category term="angst"/>
    <category term="bed"/>
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    <lj:music>Gorillaz - D-Sides</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Government class mind warp: thats why I wrote this first one. It is by far my most interesting subject, but the class needs to be taught differently, so I let my mind drift and I wrote this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;A Demon to Make Me Old&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A demon in your ear,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; hear me wrong. Blood spill.&lt;br /&gt;The screeching, I am weary of&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a demon to make me ill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A demon in your ear,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; deceive the drum. Lies told.&lt;br /&gt;The demons fight, I am weaker by&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a demon to make me old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A demon in your ear,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Optic-chasm-crossed. Eyes melt.&lt;br /&gt;A cited fury, I am blinded by&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A demon I have felt, I have felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Demon,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; my brain.&lt;br /&gt;My bran,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; absurdity.&lt;br /&gt;Absurdity,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; psychology.&lt;br /&gt;Psychology,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; diagnosis.&lt;br /&gt;A diagnosis told.&lt;br /&gt;A demon to make me old.&lt;br /&gt;A demon to make me old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second one came after the entry of the Honors class. (previous blog) I wanted to spit my hellfire on them but my mouth was ridiculously dried up for some reason. As it is now. The stress levels were high on this one, imagine fury in final form. this may not be coherent to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dry Mouth&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cotton stuffed down my throat.&lt;br /&gt;Soak up the moisture.&lt;br /&gt;Emotion dry or so it moat.&lt;br /&gt;Become a droning voyeur.&lt;br /&gt;Choking sounds from my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Bleed out the torture.&lt;br /&gt;Fleeting thought make way south.&lt;br /&gt;Become A bumbling lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;From my mouth lack th juice.&lt;br /&gt;Like that lawyer spit out fire and lie.&lt;br /&gt;Become I can't,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My mouth is dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun days acome my friends/not. -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nighty&lt;br /&gt;~cobalt.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cobaltfoxi:1281</id>
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    <title>RL Journal Update: I hate smart asses</title>
    <published>2008-01-09T03:44:29Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-09T03:44:29Z</updated>
    <category term="poems"/>
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    <category term="lose"/>
    <category term="poem"/>
    <category term="art"/>
    <category term="school"/>
    <category term="chief"/>
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    <category term="college"/>
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    <category term="awards"/>
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    <category term="hat"/>
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    <lj:music>Gorillaz - D-Sides</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Filtered recent entries into my journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quotes from school:&lt;br /&gt;"Snake in the grass, bite your ass." -Art Teacher,/chief&lt;br /&gt;"I'm out of dollars- Oh! I gave then all away last NIGHT." -Chief&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, because you know, only black people can be sold into slavery." -My reply to Nathan the Super Conservative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-3 out 3 people got screwed out of the overture awards in ohio. google it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-yesterday mentality: "I felt very unwell with the rushing thought in my head."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I had a bunch of ideas for college next year. the list will grow. I'll post that up eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I had 2 poems. those will be posted up individually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Art teacher won't let me buy my design because its on school property. so I can't replace the school's property, even if I replace it full price. bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Main Post: The AP/Honors Course Kids: A Synopsis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have a total distaste for the AP/honor course pupils,, all pompous idiots. In their imaginary world of their "genius"minds they have been pampered all through out high school, babied, brown-nose; thus, making them think they are the most hilarious, most successful, and intelligent beings in the school. In tuth the are loathful, neurotic, micromanaging, patronizing, self-righteous, shallow, absorbed, disturbingly lethargic, smart-ass bastards, and they need to be reminded of that everyday in my opinion. Sure here and there it has it moments, but the antics of the controlling ways of these devils keep me defiant. Just whn I thought my enemies lied in the average, my once own "kin" turn on me it seems. Their cruelty thrives as I lose my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to lash out at them so bad.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cobaltfoxi:1166</id>
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    <title>Furries.</title>
    <published>2008-01-06T20:45:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-06T20:45:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm about one week into the furry fandom, like actually participating OMG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boredom strikes in the most fierce ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bickered with my dad about cleaning yesterday and he told me that I needed to be done by a set time. Well, I said 2:30, but then I thought, why not make this ridiculous and said 2:37. So today I finished my cleaning on time at 2:37. how crazy am I? My dad just thinks I'm an ass.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cobaltfoxi:904</id>
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    <title>Have you ever...</title>
    <published>2008-01-04T23:08:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-04T23:08:51Z</updated>
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    <category term="badass"/>
    <category term="cobalt"/>
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    <category term="child"/>
    <category term="fox"/>
    <category term="fur"/>
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    <lj:music>Decemberunderground - AFI</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Felt like a badass for a second or someone really cool from a music video or a something, like a music video char. then had someone put you down, thats when you remembered that you were a slightly overweight nerd that is friends yet not friends with everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah I luv today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you luv jocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my Band, we just got started kinda so don't have any real music up. its:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/pseudolovechild"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/pseudolovechild&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;positive feedback always encouraged.&lt;br /&gt;~CobaltFoxi</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cobaltfoxi:595</id>
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    <title>Welcome</title>
    <published>2008-01-04T00:48:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-04T00:48:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Daft Punk</lj:music>
    <content type="html">All of the material will either come straight out of daily journal writings or thoughts I have while on the interwebz. nothing special. hmm. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv :-*</content>
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