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  <title>Everything Interesting Begins In The Mind</title>
  <subtitle>Everything interesting begins in the mind</subtitle>
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    <name>Everything interesting begins in the mind</name>
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  <updated>2009-11-11T15:44:35Z</updated>
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    <title>kappaccino @ 2009-11-11T10:44:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-11T15:44:35Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-11T15:44:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">swine flu case at work = me being very freaked out.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kappaccino:306602</id>
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    <title>kappaccino @ 2009-11-09T11:38:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-09T16:40:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-09T16:40:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Wonderful weekend. I think there should be more just like it!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kappaccino:306270</id>
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    <title>kappaccino @ 2009-11-04T09:18:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-04T14:24:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-04T14:24:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It took all my strength to not answer the phone first thing this morning when you called - I am not ready for that step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so sad to see the trees with out leaves on them already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November for me marks the beginning of the holiday seasons to come..and I am looking forward to the holidays this year. I am also looking forward to taking almost two weeks off at the end of December. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attempting to make homemade stuffing this year. My love for cooking is growing and I think a dinner party is needed soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't focus this week at all.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kappaccino:305962</id>
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    <title>kappaccino @ 2009-11-02T15:58:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-02T21:09:22Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-02T21:09:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">As discussed on Friday I only update this thing when I am upset about something..it is true I guess it is the only time I need to vent things that are upsetting me. and it is usually at the point when I am about to break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last couple of weeks have been pretty awful but I finally see the light at the end of the tunnel. I need to be the strong person I used to be. I let five years tear down all these walls and now I feel so vulnerable to every little thing. I know the best thing to do is to walk away and not look back...but that is not so easy when there is another individual involved. &lt;br /&gt;5 years is long time to put myself through this and I realize that this is not how a relationship should be. Slowly I think it was tearing me apart. and I just got to the breaking point. I am not the strong invidiual I used to be because I let myself get to deep into this. I know you love me - however I took a backseat in your life because I thought I could be okay with that. but emotionally that is not okay for me to do to myself. It turns out you became more important in my life than I was in yours. and I am fighting a battle I will never win. So as hard as this is going to be I need to close this chapter in my life. I have grown as a person..but I have also cried too many tears and I am walking away with a broken heart that will take time to mend but I have the sweetest little boy and the greatest friends to get me through this time. and one day I will be that strong, happy person I used to be.</content>
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    <title>kappaccino @ 2009-10-29T08:58:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-29T13:03:38Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-29T13:03:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Thank goodness it is Thursday. Last day of the work week, this week as been crazy busy and I can't wait to enjoy the weekend ahead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I am dreading tonights decision making session. It is going to be a heartbreaker I know it. But I have you to get through this with no matter the decision that is made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to make cupcakes for tomorrow night. I need to get cracking on what kind I should bring. Suggestions? I am going to browse around online at lunchtime to get ideas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well time to get this day started.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kappaccino:304868</id>
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    <title>life ramblles</title>
    <published>2009-08-26T15:05:25Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-26T15:05:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">There comes a point when you feel so much more grown up then you did when you look back at the past. I just had this realization recently and I wonder if I would still be running in circles if I did not have my wonderful son to tear me from what was a terrible terrible cycle I was stuck in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate things alot more than I did before - I realized how selfish I was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to take it one day at a time when it comes to my relationship situation. I realize that I created situations in my mind and blew them out of control and into something that wasn't even how it was. I created a monster within myself destroying all close and very few relationships I did have in my life. I miss them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when you call just to say good morning - I will be content with that. I will be content with "stay by the phone" - when in all reality that means you will not be calling me back. But I have come to learn that definition just like several others that orginally had a different meaning to me. &lt;br /&gt;A compromise I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know - This is not where I expected my life to be - 10 years ago. this is not what I had thought. the butterfly effect constantly comes to mind when I think what if......but what if will never happen. You can't erase time or change the past. It has created who you are today. and today I am happy....maybe not the happiest that I thought I would be - but happy. but my definition of happiness I guess has changed as well...</content>
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    <title>kappaccino @ 2009-08-17T08:43:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-17T12:43:32Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-17T12:43:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Life is so much more amazing without you. You will never change and I see that now. I hope your happy because I am.......</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kappaccino:304168</id>
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    <title>kappaccino @ 2009-08-04T09:18:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-04T13:20:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-04T13:20:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It really wasn't has hard as I thought it was going to be - maybe I am all cried out..maybe it just got old and I realized that is not the way someone who says they love me should treat me.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kappaccino:304092</id>
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    <title>kappaccino @ 2009-07-16T16:08:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-16T20:08:26Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-16T20:08:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have had a headache for a week - is that even possible.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kappaccino:303836</id>
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    <title>And that is the way I love you.</title>
    <published>2009-07-09T15:53:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-09T15:53:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Its good - it may not be the best. But he makes me happy and probably always will. I can't obsess about it any longer - it is what it is. Things may not always be perfect and perfect to me maybe just to hard to accomplish so I will take it as it is because that is when I am the happiest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is screaming and fighting and kissing... &lt;br /&gt;And it’s 2am and I’m cursing your name&lt;br /&gt;You’re so in love that you act insane&lt;br /&gt;And that’s the way I love you&lt;br /&gt;Breakin’ down and coming undone&lt;br /&gt;It’s a roller coaster kinda rush&lt;br /&gt;And I never knew I could feel that much&lt;br /&gt;And that’s the way I love you</content>
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    <title>kappaccino @ 2009-05-12T16:45:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-12T20:51:04Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-12T20:51:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A very faint gleam of hope - but I am going to hold on to it. more to come on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn't want to walk away because you didn't want to look like the bad guy so you treated me the worst you could think of  - and time after time I stuck around because 4 years is along time to be with someone - to fall in love with someone. You put me to the point were I was the one who wanted to walk away - who had to walk away in order to get my life back. In order to not cry my eyes out everynight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I believed you time and time again...such a fool.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kappaccino:303144</id>
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    <title>kappaccino @ 2009-05-07T16:36:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-07T20:36:58Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-07T20:36:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am going to go back to school. I need to do this. and now is the time to do it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kappaccino:302951</id>
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    <title>kappaccino @ 2009-05-05T11:35:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-05T15:36:49Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-05T15:36:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">24 hours total between two people. for 90 days. Will I survive. I have to. It will be very difficult. I need this weekend to get here.</content>
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    <title>kappaccino @ 2009-05-04T08:57:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-04T12:57:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-04T12:57:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Not looking forward to it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kappaccino:302444</id>
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    <title>kappaccino @ 2009-04-20T12:29:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-20T16:31:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-20T16:31:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Pretty much loves today despite the rain. Pretty much loves the fact that things might be okay for once.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kappaccino:302314</id>
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    <title>kappaccino @ 2009-04-15T08:27:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-15T12:33:14Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-15T13:13:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I wish I had insight of what the future held for me. I am really sick of running around in circles standing in one place. It is the same thing over and over. Same arguments over and over. Same apology only now it has no meaning. I am pretty sure the I love you is now empty. &lt;br /&gt;Basic is safe. Basic doesn't get me judged - or questioned. So that is why I don't venture from what has been for 4 plus years.</content>
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    <title>kappaccino @ 2009-03-30T08:06:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-30T12:07:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-30T12:07:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I need to get past this anxiety...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kappaccino:301570</id>
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    <title>I miss the sound of your voice..the still of the silence</title>
    <published>2009-03-18T14:03:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-18T14:05:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Its over. emotional reck for weeks. but as hard as this is going to be. It is the right thing to do. in the long run it will feel like that. But right now I feel broken in pieces.</content>
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    <title>Sick Cycle Carousel</title>
    <published>2009-03-11T20:06:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-11T20:06:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If shame had a face I think it &lt;br /&gt;would kind of look like mine &lt;br /&gt;If it had a home would it be my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Would you believe me if I said I'm tired of this&lt;br /&gt;Well here we go now one more time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to climb your steps&lt;br /&gt;I tried to chase you down&lt;br /&gt;I tried to see how low I could get it down to the ground&lt;br /&gt;I tried to earn my way&lt;br /&gt;I tried to tame this mind&lt;br /&gt;You better believe that I tried to beat this</content>
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    <title>kappaccino @ 2009-03-09T11:13:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-09T15:30:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-09T15:30:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Three names I go by:&lt;br /&gt;1. Aniela&lt;br /&gt;2. Annie&lt;br /&gt;3. Ann ( I hate this put people at work tend to drop the 'ie' off my name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Jobs I have had in my life:&lt;br /&gt;1. HR Specialist.&lt;br /&gt;2. Engraver - Things Remembered...haha.&lt;br /&gt;3. Worked for family run business...not title really haha deliver person/cashier??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Places I have lived:&lt;br /&gt;1. Warren, MI&lt;br /&gt;2. Kalamazoo, MI&lt;br /&gt;3. Macomb Twp., MI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three TV Shows that I watch:&lt;br /&gt;1. Office&lt;br /&gt;2. Gossip Girl&lt;br /&gt;3. Food Network - constantly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things I am good at:&lt;br /&gt;1. conversation.&lt;br /&gt;2. listening.&lt;br /&gt;3. building spreadsheets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three places I have gone on vacation:&lt;br /&gt;1. Europe&lt;br /&gt;2. Las Vegas &lt;br /&gt;3. Florida - NONE of these equal anytime recent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three places I WANT to go on vacation to:&lt;br /&gt;1. California&lt;br /&gt;2. Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;3. Las Vegas - again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three people that text me regularly:&lt;br /&gt;1. Meach&lt;br /&gt;2. Lisa&lt;br /&gt;3. Cam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of my favorite foods:&lt;br /&gt;1. Chinese&lt;br /&gt;2. Mac and Cheese&lt;br /&gt;3. Pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of my favorite movies:&lt;br /&gt;1. Jurassic Park&lt;br /&gt;2. Cruel Intentions&lt;br /&gt;3. Swimming Pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things I am looking forward to (short-term):&lt;br /&gt;1. Baseball Season&lt;br /&gt;2. being able to wear dresses/sandals&lt;br /&gt;3. Spending as much time with Jacob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Things I am looking forward to (long-term):&lt;br /&gt;1. a new car - maybe a short term...&lt;br /&gt;2. being able to find a better job&lt;br /&gt;3. better economy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things in my purse/wallet/bag right now:&lt;br /&gt;1. Digital Camera&lt;br /&gt;2. Perscription to be filled&lt;br /&gt;3. Jacob's Soc. Security card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three websites I frequent daily:&lt;br /&gt;1. gmail&lt;br /&gt;2. facebook&lt;br /&gt;3. flickr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three places I love to shop:&lt;br /&gt;1. target&lt;br /&gt;2. old navy&lt;br /&gt;3. book stores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of my favorite drinks:&lt;br /&gt;1. Diet Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;2. water&lt;br /&gt;3. Ice Tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things I just can't stand:&lt;br /&gt;1. coropte business' &lt;br /&gt;2. car problems&lt;br /&gt;3. being ignored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things I am wearing right now:&lt;br /&gt;1. Khakis&lt;br /&gt;2. White tshirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things I love about myself:&lt;br /&gt;1. curly hair&lt;br /&gt;2. The person I have become in the last 9 months.&lt;br /&gt;3. good conversationist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things I have struggled with in the last year:&lt;br /&gt;1. the concept of love verse need/want&lt;br /&gt;2. patience&lt;br /&gt;3. financial freedom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three ways I like to spend my free time:&lt;br /&gt;1. as much time as possible with Jacob&lt;br /&gt;2. with friends&lt;br /&gt;3. reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things I have always wanted to do (and have NOT done just yet):&lt;br /&gt;1. finish school&lt;br /&gt;2. be debt free.&lt;br /&gt;3. roadtrip</content>
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    <title>kappaccino @ 2009-02-20T08:34:00</title>
    <published>2009-02-20T13:37:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-20T13:37:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So today - like normal I went through the Dunkin Donuts drive through to get a breakfast sandwhich - it was quite along line so I was just sitting my car looking at my phone. I placed my order and when I pulled up to the window the girl informed me that they guy in front of me had paid for my order. That he did not know me - he just wanted to do a nice thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the need to pass this kind act on to someone else today.</content>
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    <title>kappaccino @ 2009-02-13T08:51:00</title>
    <published>2009-02-13T13:52:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-13T13:52:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have such a bad headache that my head literally feels like it weighs a 100 ton.</content>
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    <title>kappaccino @ 2009-02-12T09:58:00</title>
    <published>2009-02-12T15:05:36Z</published>
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    <content type="html">This weather - though I have loved every minute of it. Even the rain...has completely screwed up my sinus'. &lt;br /&gt;I am really glad that it is two days until the weekend. It seems the work week just drags and the days seem longer.  Yet the time out of work just flys by. &lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks until vacation. I can hardly wait. &lt;br /&gt;I need to go to the bookstore. I also need to pick up Breeze's medicine tonight on the way home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My desk chair is squeeking horribly and it drives me crazy by the time 5 o'clock rolls around.</content>
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    <title>All is not lost.</title>
    <published>2009-02-09T13:25:45Z</published>
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    <content type="html">It is amazing how we have all gone in different directions, yet when placed back together it seems we never left each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekends just aren't long enough.&lt;br /&gt;Back to the grind of the work week. 3 more weeks then a weeks vacation for me. Not going anywhere. but that is one whole week that I get to spend with my little man and I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that I have just wrapped my mind around the idea of you so tightly that I couldn't seem to focus on anything else. Take it as it comes. What happens, happens for a reason. I am done forcing myself into this lifestyle because that is how I want it to be. I will be happy one day. Just taking me alot longer to get there than I had hoped by now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for spring...and baseball season. &lt;br /&gt;and dresses.</content>
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    <title>kappaccino @ 2009-02-04T10:39:00</title>
    <published>2009-02-04T15:44:30Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Sleepless nights seem to occur often these days. I lay awake for hours just thinking. Everything turns over and over in my head. It almost seems endless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need warmth. This weather just makes me want to hibernate. I long to wear dresses and sandels again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could stay home with Jacob everyday all day. He makes me laugh. He just melts away all the frustrations of the day. To be that innocent again.</content>
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