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  <title>Dancing through life</title>
  <subtitle>Mindless and careless</subtitle>
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    <name>hotandbrainless</name>
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  <updated>2008-06-12T22:19:37Z</updated>
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    <title>RL with Elphaba - Off to the Ozdust Diner</title>
    <published>2008-06-12T22:19:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-12T22:19:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Fiyero turned up at Elphaba's door bang on the dot of seven, his suit freshly pressed.&amp;nbsp; It was his red suit, it did just go so wonderfully with Elphaba.&amp;nbsp; He'd booked a table at the Ozdust Diner, one of the campus' most exquisite eatin establishments.&amp;nbsp; And one of its most expensive.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hotandbrainless:2040</id>
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    <title>Stolen from my gorgeously sexy Fae~</title>
    <published>2008-06-02T17:50:09Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-02T17:50:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1. Think of the first word that comes to mind when you think of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Go to Google Images and search for that word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Reply to this post with one of the pictures on the first page of results (don't tell me the word).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The html for images is here.) &amp;lt; img src = " image url " / &amp;gt; (without spaces)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Put this in your own journal so that I can do the same.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hotandbrainless:1560</id>
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    <title>Yet another RP thread - Pokemon</title>
    <published>2008-05-06T11:59:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-06T11:59:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;[[Seriously this is getting out of hand XD&amp;nbsp; But its fun.&amp;nbsp; What pokemon are you?&amp;nbsp; I don't know them by picture.&amp;nbsp; Is it weak, strong or normal against water?]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiyero had to use all of his training as a hunter and the benefit of his new size to the extreme to get from his room to Elphaba's.&amp;nbsp; This was absurd, of all the viruses this was the most demeaning.&amp;nbsp; One girl had caught sight of him but had been so busy squealing that he'd slipped away under a rose bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He eventually got to Elphaba's room and realized he couldn't reach the handle, and knocking with these stumps of arms would be difficult.&amp;nbsp; He sighed, "Piiii."&amp;nbsp;and took a step backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elphaba would hear a slow banging from the bottom fo her door.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hotandbrainless:1257</id>
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    <title>RP Thread - Tied Up</title>
    <published>2008-04-11T13:02:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-11T13:02:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;[[Even though we should REALLY finish the last one first...&amp;nbsp; Okay we fell asleep in class because Galindadrugged us then put a pair of magical handcuffs on us.]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiyero was slightly groggy when he woke up.&amp;nbsp; Was class finished already?&amp;nbsp; He moved to push a bit of hair out of his eyes and found he couldn't move his right hand, and this lack of movement was accompanied with a clink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was handcuffed to Elphaba!&amp;nbsp; He jerked upright, probably waking Elphaba as well.&amp;nbsp; In front of him was a note on his desk; in pink pen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;Dear Yero and Elphie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You two seem to have drifted apart a little bit recently and I just&amp;nbsp;CAN'T have my perfect boyfriend and my best friend not talking can I?&amp;nbsp; The handcuffs are magically unbreakable and un-un-lockable and if you complain I'll make them pink and fluffy too!!!&amp;nbsp; Anyway I'm out of town on holiday for the week and I'll take them off when I get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you both sooooooooo much&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is SO not good."&amp;nbsp; He said aloud. he hadn't even been drinking this time.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hotandbrainless:803</id>
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    <title>Invitation</title>
    <published>2008-03-11T20:44:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-11T20:52:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;[[ITS PARTY TIME WICKED STYLE.]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiyero sat in his room, trying to make head or tail of some notes he'd made in history.&amp;nbsp; The old Goat really rambled on sometimes.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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