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  <description>Hey kids, this is Jen (aka &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_belle_laide&apos; lj:user=&apos;belle_laide&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://belle-laide.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://belle-laide.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;belle_laide&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;).  I want to be able to be a little more open about things and with the whole six degrees thing being narrowed down to something more closely resembling three and a lot of assholes, I decided that I need another journal.  So here it is.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve either added you because you&apos;re a good friend, I don&apos;t know you well (or at all) but you seem cool and have been nice to me and/or (most importantly), because a bunch of drama isn&apos;t going to come from something so ridiculous as a tale of a trip to the grocery store or the laundromat.  For me in a way, life in Austin (and dealing with LJ stuff by extension) has been like being in a tabloid, only without being rich, famous, or beautiful.  It&apos;s seriously gotten to the point where I can&apos;t go to a party or bump into random acquaintances on the street without having to hear details of some fictitous story about myself or whoever I&apos;m dating at the time.  Fuck all that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has changed dramatically (for the better)in the last 6 or so months and I&apos;m tired of having to read all about the negative, hateful people I&apos;ve finally eliminated from my life.  It&apos;s trivial, sure, but I&apos;m considering this another fresh start.  Yay.</description>
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  <lj:music>Camille Saint-Saens &quot;Danse Macabre&quot;</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Camille Saint-Saens &quot;Danse Macabre&quot;</media:title>
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