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  <title>Cody's Journal</title>
  <subtitle>CGP</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Cody</name>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:avoiceoffcamera:65030</id>
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    <title>so yeah...</title>
    <published>2006-07-30T07:41:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-30T07:41:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The past few days have been good yet bad somewhat. I have been talking to this one girl Portia for a couple days, since I made a new VampireFreaks account. I met her on there; well, she met me on there. We talked for like seven hours last night. It was amazing. So yeah, I guess she is my girlfriend now. I say that because I know it will take a couple days to kick in, seeming as how we have been together for like a few hours. I want to see her too. I might see her tomorrow. It would be awesome. Anyway, I am done.</content>
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    <title>um...</title>
    <published>2006-07-19T02:30:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-19T02:30:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, the Firebird project is moving along. Ed got his stepdad out to look at the car, and he told us exactly what to do. So we cut up the old frame like he said, and the new frame will be cut up, sandblasted, and welded with the saved pieces of the old frame to make some Frankenstein-looking frame, which should be really strong and good. I wanted to buy some parts off a guy in Indiana, but he wanted insane prices for his. I also drove up to the place Tim works at to look at what sweet cars he had. They have a '67 Mustang I want, for $300. They also have a Nova SS, Model T, and some sweet Jeep I like. I am pretty confused though, apparently I am with someone, namely Ed's sister. I don't know how, but hey, I like her a lot. So it all works, and Cody is happy.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:avoiceoffcamera:64767</id>
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    <title>yeah</title>
    <published>2006-07-14T04:38:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-14T04:38:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Through Glass by Stone Sour</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I think I like this girl. I spent the night at her friend's house last night all the way in Port Huron, and got to hang out with her and her friends. She has like the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. Seriously. She looks unlike anyone I've ever really liked. That doesn't really say much though, but she does have a kickin' personality. So yeah, I don't know what else to say other than the fact that it feels real strange to have this girl randomly enter my sight the way she does; it's like I have tunnel vision or something. She just stands out, and I can't help but look back at her when she looks at me. I feel stupid. Alright enough talking about her, the words I used and everything are probably giving off a strong scent, and I don't want people thinking I'm like crazy for this girl. I won't do the "Tom Cruise jumping on Oprah's Couch" thing unless some certain things happen.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:avoiceoffcamera:64308</id>
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    <title>oh man!</title>
    <published>2006-07-10T15:40:17Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-10T15:40:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>T.V.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Dude, last night was awesome. I basically had a threesome; I am not joking. I slept with two girls, one of which was topless. It was the sweetest thing. It could've been better, but hey, pimping comes at a price. I'll have pictures on my MySpace soon. It was awesome though, I can't stop thinking about it. I got to feel boobs. They were next to me. It felt great. I think I am developing a like for one of the girls. Anyway, I'll stop talking about it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:avoiceoffcamera:64150</id>
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    <title>yeah</title>
    <published>2006-07-08T04:20:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-08T04:20:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I moved into my new apartment. It was sweet when we first set it up, it looked like there was a hotel party in here. The couch was overturned and next to the sliding glass door, there was a bag of pancake mix and a floor lamp in the bathtub, a Sesame Street record on the floor; yeah it was awesome. I wanted to leave it how it was but we decided to organize it a little. There still is a big mess but I will take care of that soon. Today happened to be like a rollercoaster; it was up and down. The upside: I saw a Plymouth Superbird down the street, and had my interview at Guitar Center and happened to find out that they had a B.B. King Lucille, which I drooled over almost as much as the Superbird. I also got some homework done and have organized plans to do the rest of it. I also believe I got my Firebird sponsored for parts and stuff. The downside: I somehow failed my math test today, even though I took notes and it seemed all right to me. I owe the bank money so I was freaking out nonstop all day. My mom should help out because it is only 57 dollars, but I just hate this. I need a job, so I will hunt for one that I believe I would be good at. Some people say I might be a little picky, but in all reality I don't like grocery stores, fast food or restaraunts to work at. It means I will look for a job at either Napa Auto or another auto place, a guitar store, or music store, or anything else I can think of. I really just see it as this: I would rather get a part-time job doing something I am comfortable with and know a little about rather than have a part-time job with something I don't like. I have enough to deal with in school because I go full-time there, but I still need a job. It would be sweet if I got something in electronics or something.</content>
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    <title>yeah</title>
    <published>2006-06-11T05:31:17Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-11T17:26:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I hate having to deal with wanting someone and knowing I probably cannot have them. I still have hope, faith, and some sort of a wish to have them. It just sucks. It is just one of those things I cannot fully explain. I do not know why I am feeling this way. Oh well, I just have to wait and see. I did manage to get some sweet tools today though. Even if I have nothing to fix, I can just sit there and stare at the tools I got. I got these sweet open-end wrenches and a breaker bar. I want to get some more tools, so I think I will once I get my whole tool set. I ordered a 263-piece tool set today. I also got a 35mm SLR camera, with all the stuff. It is from the 70s or something. I only paid like 10 dollars for it, and it is like a brand new camera. I think tomorrow I will go find something to do. Maybe change my looks a little bit.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:avoiceoffcamera:63651</id>
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    <title>ugh</title>
    <published>2006-06-05T01:32:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-05T01:32:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ringing</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, she broke up with me a few minutes ago. I'm really depressed as it is, and now I'm crying. I'll admit it, I'm fucking crying. It is the worst thing to have your heart broken. It's even worse when this is the first real relationship you have had on your own; no internet, long distance relationship. What's worse than that is when you truly love the person you are with - you'd be willing to make sacrifices, choices, and devotions you wouldn't normally do for just anyone. This person was different. I can't believe she did that. I feel like it's my fault. Everything. I don't care if you are sitting there, rolling your eyes like you've heard this a thousand times from your friends. Love is love, heartbreak is heartbreak. I feel very empty inside; alone, just me and the keyboard and monitor in front of me. It is quiet, and the only sound other than the ringing in my ears from crying so hard and the beating of my torn-up heart is the computer fan. I wish there was a girl to comfort me right now. The girl who would sit next to me, hug me, tell me everything is alright. She would try to calm down my nerves and take the pain, guilt, and uncontrollable shaking away. Again, I don't care if you think that is stupid. I may look scary to you, or I may be able to make you laugh so hard you could swear you are swimming in your wet pants, but just as extreme I can be in a good or bad mood, I can be even worse in a depressed mood. I know that if or when you have had your heart broken, you have wanted the same. Maybe you wanted more, such as a nice cigarette, some weed and alcohol, or maybe a fresh, sharp razor to divert the pain. There are no friends left to comfort me anymore; not that there were to begin with, although there probably were some at some time. I guess I should shut up now. Congratulate yourself if you actually took the time to read all of this. Maybe you will leave me some positive comments; not that you have to.</content>
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    <title>yeah...</title>
    <published>2006-05-30T03:46:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-30T03:46:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Silence</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This past week has not been good, but at least I got to spend some time with my hunny today. We patched things up; it was getting really bad. I won't go into it because we are back to usual now. I need some time to get used to some things. I need a cigarette. I smoked one the other day and I felt really good, it was weird. My nerves have been on edge all week and still are in some ways, and the cigarettes seem to ease the pain. Not that I'm starting smoking or anything, just one here or there to calm me down is always good. I saw two movies today; the Da Vinci Code, and Take the Lead. Both were awesome. I saw Take the Lead with my baby, and we had a good time. So everything seems alright; I hope Jessica and I can hang out more often this week and not have any more repeats of last week. I love her very dearly.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>yes</title>
    <published>2006-05-04T02:20:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-04T02:20:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Silence</lj:music>
    <content type="html">She's my girlfriend now. I'm so happy.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:avoiceoffcamera:62821</id>
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    <title>oh yes</title>
    <published>2006-05-03T03:52:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-03T03:52:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Can the ringing in your ears be music?</lj:music>
    <content type="html">The past few days have been awesome. I hung out with Breana and she introduced me to Jessica, and Jessica happens to be a very beautiful girl. I like her a lot. She makes me very happy and all when I hang out with her, because I can just be myself, and she can be herself and it all works very smoothly. It's pretty strange in the way that she basically is my dream girl, Breana told me she knew I would think she was because Breana said she knew exactly how I was and she knew I would definitely like this girl. I was stunned when I met her; that has never happened before. She just... uh, words cannot describe. I'm kind of scared at this point though, I really haven't had a thing this close before, so I need to learn a few things and use the stuff I already know to pull this one off. I hope to ask her to be my girlfriend soon, if I work up the nerve and hopefully she will say yes. Yes, these past few days have been amazing.</content>
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    <title>eh</title>
    <published>2006-04-19T15:39:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-19T15:39:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Devil Went Down to Georgia by Charlie Daniel's Band</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, now I am 18. I didn't get the cigars like I wanted, and didn't get the lottery ticket like I wanted. Oh well, I'll get that stuff when the time comes. Last night I was looking at hentai like I usually do, and I realized I was 18, which means I could buy an all-access pass to see all the hentai I wanted. Even though I like hentai a lot, I wouldn't pay to see it. Oh well.</content>
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    <title>it's my birthday</title>
    <published>2006-04-13T05:31:15Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Yeah, it's my birthday. I'm not too happy about it and I really don't care. The most depressing day of the year is today. Too bad no one fucking cares.</content>
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    <title>eh</title>
    <published>2006-04-12T19:41:25Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-12T19:41:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Silence</lj:music>
    <content type="html">A few days ago Breana and I went and saw The Benchwarmers. It was hilarious. It is by far one of my new favorite movies. Anyway, my birthday is tomorrow. Other than going to the Secretary of State to get the legal crap done on my cars, I have nothing else planned. Well, I am going to hang out with Breana. I knew none of you would have the time nor care to hang out with me. Anyway, it is raining. This is the kind of rain I like. The rain that just gently comes down, and calms me down. The type of rain that you just want to go outside and get soaked in, not caring that you are wet. Just wait until I get the Jeep fixed up for trails. This type of rain would be awesome to drive in. Anyone up for some camping?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:avoiceoffcamera:61717</id>
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    <title>oh man...</title>
    <published>2006-03-23T20:38:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-23T20:38:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Silence</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I swear, if I don't get that car fixed... it will be a VERY sad day. Squirrels will give up their acorns. Deer will spend the day laying in their forests instead of running around busy streets getting hit by cars. Cats will cry, and cry and cry. They will cry more than emo kids do. I swear, if I can't get that car fixed because of that stupid frame problem... I will be very pissed. That means that I will have to sell the damn car, find another one for that price, and fix up that one. Finding this car was a bitch as it was, especially in this good of condition for this price. I'm almost thinking of taking out a loan or something to get the car I want, if I have to sell this one. Cars are my life.</content>
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    <title>yes</title>
    <published>2006-03-19T18:45:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-19T18:45:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Silence</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I am so getting closer to fixing up the Firebird. I found a repair manual for it, and I may order it. I actually got the door opened today; for those of you who do not know, a few days ago I tried starting the car. I got in, shut the door, and started it up. It sounded sweet. I then turned it off and tried to get out, only to realize the door was stuck shut. Yesterday both doors did that to me when I got in the passenger side. I managed to get out of the passenger door, but still. I won't tell you about the girl situation though. That's a secret.</content>
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    <title>ah yes</title>
    <published>2006-03-12T03:14:07Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-12T03:14:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fan</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My baby is so beautiful. Yep, she runs so well. ^_^</content>
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    <title>i got a new car</title>
    <published>2006-03-06T00:17:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-06T00:18:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>T.V.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I got a new car. Sure it needs work, but hey I don't care. This thing will be sweet once it is done. I got a great deal on it too. Check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y42/TorchesofChange/08_12.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.</content>
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    <title>yeah</title>
    <published>2006-02-21T17:37:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-21T17:37:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bass</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yesterday I ended up finally going back to the junkyard and got myself a sweet set of rims for my Jeep. They are the OEM 5-spoke steel rims that I wanted, and I ended up paying 20 dollars for the whole set of four. I will probably have them powder-coated black or white or something. I am also looking at getting some more parts for my Jeep, although I'll probably wait a while until spring to see what I want. I want to make this thing a trail rig. I am hoping to get a summer car too; I want a Firebird. Anyway, I cleaned my room last night. It looks sweet. I also have been playing more and more bass, which is awesome.</content>
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    <title>ugh</title>
    <published>2006-02-16T03:53:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-16T03:53:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Valentine's Day sucked, just as I thought it would. Today I hunted for the parts I wanted for my car only to find that I didn't have the right tools. Now I feel like shit and have been having bad dreams.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:avoiceoffcamera:60362</id>
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    <title>yeah</title>
    <published>2006-02-14T05:37:37Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-14T05:37:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>X's and O's by Atreyu</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, today I ended up going to the junk yard to find the fender flares for my Jeep. They didn't have the right flares I needed, so instead I looked for other parts. I ended up ripping off the turn signal lenses from an older Jeep, because they were silver and I wanted to give my Jeep a custom look. It turns out that the lenses didn't fit my Jeep, I would have to buy a whole front end and convert it, which I guess would be a waste of money. Oh well, it was worth a shot. I ended up finding the Firebird Esprit there, so I ripped off the metal logos it had on it, because there was basically nothing else I could use on the car. I might be able to get some parts from it, if I only had my Firebird on me. Anyway, I'll probably go back up there on Wednesday between classes because I'm going to get some furniture. Actually I am ripping out a seat from one of the Jeeps and using it as a chair; they are only 20 dollars. I am also going to rip off the door handles from an older Jeep because they are really heavy.</content>
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    <title>this blows</title>
    <published>2006-02-12T06:35:27Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-12T06:35:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I had a really shitty day today. First, my ex basically said it was all over; nothing left. Then, I went to Breana's house and annoyed the fuck out of her because I was curious about something. I also happened to try to talk to her about it, and I guess as the way things are going, nothing will happen, or at least not for a while. After that, I had to go home. Some guy was tailing me even though I was doing the speed limit of 55, and so I sped up to 80, then watched him eat my dust, then slowed back down to 55. After that, a deer happened to meet my grille and smash up the side of my car. That's right, I fucking hit a deer, at 12:30 in the morning, half asleep, doing 55 miles per hour in the middle of fucking nowhere. That will really get the blood pumping. I just kept driving home, and then I noticed it started smelling... smelling very bad. I just got home and inspected the damage... my fucking fender flare is gone, the side looks fucked up, and my car smells bad and looks like it is leaking. Great fucking day.</content>
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    <title>real great</title>
    <published>2006-02-11T21:49:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-11T21:49:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yeah, the past two days have been really great. I mean that in every ounce of sarcasm possible. I'm obviously single and I obviously hate it, and now my ex is basically telling me I'm not good enough because she can't see me right now. I'm so glad I'm anti-social. Sorry for all the emo shit with the ex, I just had to get that off my chest because this is the second time I have freely just loaned my heart out to a girl and she has just fucking ripped it to shreds. Someone buy me a muscle car. Preferrably a 1970's Trans Am or Firebird, or a 1960's or 70's Mustang. I need to take a ride.</content>
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    <title>ugh</title>
    <published>2006-02-08T04:19:35Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-08T04:19:35Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Well the past few days have really sucked. Last night especially sucked. My girlfriend apparently killed herself. Before she apparently died, we talked... she said it was over and that she still loves me and always will, but can't be with me because we will never see each other, her dad is making her break up with me, and she's pregnant. Now I am extremely lonely, this really sucks.</content>
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    <title>yeah</title>
    <published>2006-02-03T01:09:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-03T01:09:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Star Trek theme</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I did my homework today. Yesterday I got this cool chalice from the Salvation Army, and some vintage Lee pants. The chalice was from 1973, by some frat house. Imagine how many frat boys got drunk because of that cup and how many got laid because of it. Anyway, I finally remembered the Star Trek theme. For the longest time, whenever I tried to think of the theme the Star Wars theme popped in my head, and it got really annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I love Kelsey, of course.</content>
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    <title>i made a meal</title>
    <published>2006-01-26T02:44:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-26T02:44:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Cold But I'm Still Here by Evan's Blue</lj:music>
    <content type="html">That's right. I made a meal. It's called dinner, or something. I made mashed potatoes, chicken fingers, and macaroni and cheese. Sure, I had to microwave it all, but I'm pretty happy that I didn't starve myself again. Plus the food was excellent. You should try my mashed potatoes. Actually you shouldn't because they are all mine, not yours. I only let VIPs into the heavenly taste that is Cody's mashed potatoes. That includes me and Kelsey. Anyway, I might shave tonight, and I took out the trash for once. That makes me happy. Although I don't have any shaving cream, I might just have to go hardcore on this one and mow down the beard with just water and razor. I should just buy a Bowie knife and shave with that, it would save me a fortune on my Schick Quattro blades. I'm almost done with my Ibanez project, the only setback is that I snapped two strings on it trying to tune it. That will suck to buy new strings seeming as how the cheapest ones I can find are 30 dollars. It pisses me off more that the strings I snapped were 65 dollar strings.</content>
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