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  <title>A Bunch of Stupid Shit</title>
  <subtitle>David Richmond</subtitle>
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    <name>David Richmond</name>
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  <updated>2009-03-13T18:31:16Z</updated>
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    <title>buttboat @ 2009-03-13T13:32:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-13T18:31:16Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-13T18:31:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm thinking about stopping drinking all together because I no longer like being drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also thinking about cutting down on how often I smoke because I need to learn how to enjoy being sober again.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:buttboat:18454</id>
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    <title>buttboat @ 2009-03-11T13:51:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-11T18:50:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-11T18:50:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My math prof read in the paper that because Gov. Jindal cut the budget for next year so that starting in the fall Tuition and book costs are going to be doubled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank the lawd I'll have the GI Bill by then.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:buttboat:18413</id>
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    <title>Today was a good day</title>
    <published>2009-03-08T04:36:42Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-08T04:36:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today has been an excellent day. Here's an update on what's been going on lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was living at my dad's house. But my dad and step mom split up, so I'm now living with my grandparents. Besides this, everything else has been fucked up lately, shit sucks. But for some reason today was different. I felt so good today. All I did was do yard work at my grandparent's house with my dad, go to work, and now I'm in Baton Rouge hanging out with Ian, John, Tim, and Rachael(sp). And even though today was nothing very special, I am feeling that today was the best day I've had in years. I'm am on the verge of tears thinking how good today was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so strange how common things can have such a massive effect on ones emotions.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:buttboat:17953</id>
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    <title>buttboat @ 2008-12-22T17:34:00</title>
    <published>2008-12-22T23:35:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-22T23:35:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">On Wednesday I will be making my migration to Baton Rouge to take my place in the halls of my father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also: cocks</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:buttboat:17867</id>
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    <title>buttboat @ 2008-12-04T08:27:00</title>
    <published>2008-12-04T14:29:25Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-04T14:29:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is probably the funniest thing on a shirt I've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.torsopants.com/shirts/products/a5073/a5073_u_103.jpg" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:buttboat:17609</id>
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    <title>buttboat @ 2008-11-23T08:11:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-23T14:14:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-23T14:15:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Beast Rising Up Out Of The Sea</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I read too much into things and I worry too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I did pretty well.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:buttboat:17232</id>
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    <title>buttboat @ 2008-11-19T04:13:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-19T10:15:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-19T10:15:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My dreams are becoming much less frequent, but when they do occur they are so strange that it's hard to understand them. I wish I could live in my dreams. The only thing about them is that she is becoming a more frequent character in them, and I have no idea what it is supposed to mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was in Baton Rouge all ready.</content>
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    <title>Moving</title>
    <published>2008-11-11T11:49:53Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-11T11:49:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've finally decided that instead of waiting until May to move in with my dad that I'll be moving in with him over the Christmas break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baton Rouge I'm on my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also: we found naturally occuring fungi in the roots of wild saltmarsh plant samples last week at my internship. They've never been found in these kinds of plants before! The is just the first scientific discovery that I'll be involved in in my life because IMA DA BEST.</content>
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    <title>Iron Maiden Humppa</title>
    <published>2008-10-24T18:02:53Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-24T18:02:53Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:buttboat:16471</id>
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    <title>buttboat @ 2008-10-21T14:39:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-21T19:39:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-21T19:39:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also: I turned 19 today :D</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:buttboat:16183</id>
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    <title>buttboat @ 2008-10-19T07:46:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-19T12:47:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-19T12:53:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">oh god i have blue balls again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hurts so bad, if any girls are reading this please let me fuck you so it will go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is super serious</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:buttboat:16038</id>
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    <title>buttboat @ 2008-10-13T19:32:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-14T00:33:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-14T00:33:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Why does it seem that almost everyone besides my friends from high school suck ass?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:buttboat:15617</id>
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    <title>buttboat @ 2008-10-04T17:19:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-04T22:22:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-04T22:22:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Some times I think I'd be happy just to hang out with my friends and be able to afford a shitty apartment, internet, cigarettes, phone, weed and beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I found hapiness in the pursuit of knowledge or in doing things that are actually of value, but I find I can find contentment in stupid, petty shit.</content>
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    <title>Internship</title>
    <published>2008-10-03T14:13:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-03T14:13:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I started my internship for my Honors Biology class. I'm going to be working on using root associated fungi in helping restore saltwater marshes along the coast of Mississippi. Neat, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we are trying to do right now is figure out how to get the saltmarsh grass to take up the spores from the fungi. What these fungi do is basicly increase the root area of the plant, making much easier for the plant to pick up nutrients from the surrounding soil. So far they haven't had any success, but there are many ideas as to why. It may be the mixture of fungi in the innoculant, it may be that the marsh grasses at the labs are always water logged(as they would be in the wild) or it may be the soil mixture we are using. I can't wait to go again because I think it's going to be a very fun and interesting project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad thing is though, I only get to go for 3 hours a week on Thursdays. Talk about lame.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:buttboat:15119</id>
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    <title>buttboat @ 2008-08-20T22:57:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-21T04:02:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-21T04:02:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I'm watching CNN expecting to hear something about one many of the major world events playing out. Maybe they'll report on the Georgia/Russia hostilities or the new US missle pact with Poland. The presidential race perhaps. Instead I turn it on and they do a report on a fucking escaped monkey in TOKYO. With all this major shit happening, some of which involves the US, either directly or indirectly, and they do a god damn report on a fucking monkey in Tokyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I got really pissed off when I saw this. Why, when there are so many more important things to report on, do they decide to waste air time with useless stories about some monkey in Japan?</content>
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    <title>buttboat @ 2008-08-03T03:56:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-03T08:54:17Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-03T08:54:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i miss you</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:buttboat:14599</id>
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    <title>buttboat @ 2008-07-28T08:58:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-28T13:57:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-28T13:57:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I would really like to learn how to play banjo. It's one of the coolest sounding instruments ever. It also seems like it'd be really fun to play one considering no one else does.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:buttboat:14502</id>
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    <title>buttboat @ 2008-07-26T14:32:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-26T19:36:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-26T19:36:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hell yeah, I;ve been feeling good for the first time in what seems like ages, I believe I've come out of my depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just started listening to the Black Keys, they're the shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully getting a job at the Kanaroo, I liked working in my Dad's convenient store, the job was actually kinda fun, I hope it will be the same there should I get hired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not looking foward to never seeing my friends again(at least until I go to Uni), because if the last several months are any indication, I won't have any chance of seeing them again once they go to college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to move out when I get the chance. I'd love to keep living with my mom, but I can't stand living with my brother.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:buttboat:14197</id>
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    <title>buttboat @ 2008-06-30T17:31:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-30T22:32:32Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-30T22:32:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I got so many things to say to too many people and I can't find the proper words let alone the courage to speak them.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:buttboat:14058</id>
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    <title>buttboat @ 2008-05-31T09:46:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-31T14:49:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-31T14:53:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My life actually seems to be more worth living now that I'm not in school any more. Having to walk through those institutions of bigotry and bullshit and seeing everyday the things I hate most in humanity for that many years of my existence just sucked the will to live out of me. Knowing I never have to go back there for as long as I live just draws a huge sigh of relief from my chest. The people are what I will miss the least, most of the student body, the faculty and administration. Not one moment of nostalgia is reserved for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, the job search starts soon...</content>
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    <title>buttboat @ 2008-05-06T19:48:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-07T00:49:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-07T00:50:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://s169.photobucket.com/albums/u203/WretchedPotRoast/?action=view&amp;amp;current=windmillbeard.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i169.photobucket.com/albums/u203/WretchedPotRoast/windmillbeard.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead, try to argue.</content>
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    <title>buttboat @ 2008-04-17T21:40:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-18T03:00:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-18T03:00:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">What is there for me? I have no reason to live, no reason to die. I'm just a piece of shit among 6.5 billion others. I realise now that no one is above anyone else's bullshit, even those I used to think highly of. No one is exceptional. No one matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find my depression beginning to give way to rage more often. I find myself angry at everything going on around me. It is hard for me to find any moment of peace any more. Instead I am filled with negative feelings stemming from paranoid thoughts and self-pity. It has been a long time since I have felt to be myself, rather, I feel like some one completely different, a person without any positive traits, without any goals, and without any friends.</content>
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    <title>buttboat @ 2008-03-03T06:32:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-03T12:32:25Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-03T12:32:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"Anyone who wants to know the human psyche will learn next to nothing from experimental psychology. He would be better advised to abandon exact science, put away his scholar's gown, bid farewell to his study, and wander with human heart throughout the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There in the horrors of prisons, lunatic asylums and hospitals, in drab suburban pubs, in brothels and gambling-hells, in the salons of the elegant, the Stock Exchanges, socialist meetings, churches, revivalist gatherings and ecstatic sects, through love and hate, through the experience of passion in every form in his own body, he would reap richer stores of knowledge than text-books a foot thick could give him, and he will know how to doctor the sick with a real knowledge of the human soul." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Carl Jung</content>
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    <title>Pardon My French</title>
    <published>2008-03-01T05:43:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-01T05:43:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sometimes I wonder why no one talks to me any longer, especially my old friends. It seems like they don't want anything to do with me anymore. I haven't hung out with them in months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate talking this cry baby bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have one week left at my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling depressed a lot lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to buy a bass soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to start a band, but I don't know anyone who isn't in a band all ready that wants to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting my wisdom teeth taken out the beginning of spring break.</content>
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    <title>buttboat @ 2008-01-02T21:55:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-03T03:56:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-03T03:56:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I keep thinking that I want to move to somewhere in the British Isles, specificly London, Glasgow, Edinburgh, Belfast, or Dublin. Either that or Toronto or some shit.</content>
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