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  <title>Land of the free? What a lie!</title>
  <subtitle>We wont be free until we die.</subtitle>
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  <updated>2005-10-05T19:55:29Z</updated>
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    <title>guns0fbrixton77 @ 2005-10-05T15:58:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-05T19:55:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-05T19:55:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">HEY!!! i'm doug</content>
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    <title>guns0fbrixton77 @ 2005-04-09T00:25:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-09T04:25:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-09T04:25:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Generation X, King Rocker</lj:music>
    <content type="html">4 months</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:guns0fbrixton77:5630</id>
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    <title>My girlfreind made love to a teenage mutant zombie</title>
    <published>2005-03-20T05:19:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-20T05:19:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Black Flag, White Minority</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Tonight was pretty interesting. Me and Hank went to a show at the haddonfeild 1st baptist church. THe show was good/bad. The first band that played was called Venareal Transfer, I think. Or something like that. Anways they were absolutely terrible. It didnt really sound like music. Their lead songer was pretty crazy and entertaining. When nobody was dancing or anything he said "This isnt a fucking grocery store in here lets get a circle going" which I found pretty funny. But none the less they blew hard. Next up was some ska band and I doint want to try to remember their name becasue Ill mess it up. They were ok. Nothing special but not too bad. Next was the Ugly Mugs. And they were.... They were the Ugly Mugs. They played well. Lets just leave it at that. Next was Troubled Youth who were damn good. I enjoyed the cover of the Unseens "What are you gunna do." At that point I was pretty bored but then the next band basically made my night. They were called New Minority. I must say they were pretty briliant. Thye consisted of a guy on drums and this crazy girl on guitar and vocals. There was no bass but the girl made up for it. She was either really butch or a tranvestite. Im not sure but I do know she was fucking awsome. Great at guitar and just put on a great show, really put herself into it. They sounded kinda like crass or subhumans kinda stuff. Anyways they were great. They made my night. So then I go upstairs and find someone fucking stole my sweatshirt. Who fucking steals a sweatshirt. Especialy at a show. This was disapointing. Next was Drive Through Pharmacy who was headlineing. I dunno they didnt really impress me and i left halfway through their set. I guese I was just pissed about my sweatshirt. I dunno it was an ok show I saw some people I knew and I really enjoyed New Minority. It was an ok night. I wouldnt have gone if I had better things to do but I didnt so it was a good way to spend a night. Up da punx!! (just kidding)</content>
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    <title>guns0fbrixton77 @ 2005-03-08T22:00:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-09T02:55:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-09T02:55:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>X-Ray Spex, Oh Bondage up Yours!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">3 months</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:guns0fbrixton77:4937</id>
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    <title>guns0fbrixton77 @ 2005-03-06T21:45:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-07T02:40:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-07T02:40:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fleas and Lice, Up the Punx</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today alot of fun. It was especialy fun for a sunday. I had practice with my band and then went to this spot under a bridge in Riverside with Kate and Tara and Connor and Kate took pictures. She also made me really nervouse by pretending to throw herlself from a ten foot ledge into the river. She found it funny that it was making me nervouse.(cant spell nervouse) Well the pictures came out really great and I really liked it there under that bridge. Id like to go there alot because I really like it. This weekend all together has been alot of fun. I love my freinds.</content>
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    <title>guns0fbrixton77 @ 2005-03-02T18:48:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-02T23:43:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-02T23:43:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Vice Squad, Last Rockers</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today you're gonna be sick so sick&lt;br /&gt;you'll prop your forhead on the sink&lt;br /&gt;say oh christ oh christ oh jesus christ&lt;br /&gt;my head's gotta crack like a bank&lt;br /&gt;tonight you'll fall asleep in clothes so late&lt;br /&gt;like a candy bar wrapped up for lunch&lt;br /&gt;thats all you get to taste poverty &amp; spit&lt;br /&gt;Nausea bloody red eyes go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-BLATZ-</content>
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    <title>guns0fbrixton77 @ 2005-02-27T13:15:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-27T18:10:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-27T18:10:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Good Clean Fun, A Song for the Ladies</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Im awsome.</content>
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    <title>We dont wana go home.</title>
    <published>2005-02-20T05:42:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-20T05:42:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Bangs, We want more</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Past the billboards and the magazines&lt;br /&gt;I dream about being with you&lt;br /&gt;We can't hear a word they say&lt;br /&gt;Let's pretend we own the world today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's cold outside&lt;br /&gt;But when we're together I got nothing to hide&lt;br /&gt;Hold on tight I will never let you down&lt;br /&gt;It can't rain on our side of town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wipe the sweat from my hair&lt;br /&gt;Tell me we're not better off&lt;br /&gt;Wipe the tears from my face&lt;br /&gt;The sunnyside of the street where we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bikini Kill-</content>
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    <title>If you were a beer, Id drink you dear.</title>
    <published>2005-02-14T23:06:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-14T23:06:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Blankz 77, If you were a beer</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I feel your body's close to mine&lt;br /&gt;I hear your breath and mine in time&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm nothing but it's you that I need&lt;br /&gt;I touch your skin and it starts to feed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes meet yours in secret glance&lt;br /&gt;Our bodies look in ancient stance&lt;br /&gt;You whisper something and I know it's good&lt;br /&gt;You're acting crazy just like I knew you would&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Germs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay shows &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://66.96.238.37/_love/mar25.gif"&gt;http://66.96.238.37/_love/mar25.gif&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://66.96.238.37/_love/mar4.gif"&gt;http://66.96.238.37/_love/mar4.gif&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>guns0fbrixton77 @ 2005-02-08T20:46:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-09T01:40:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-09T01:40:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Against Me!, Pints of Guinness Make You Strong</lj:music>
    <content type="html">2 months.</content>
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    <title>Fuck the future live for now! Who can say that there will be a tomarow?</title>
    <published>2005-02-07T21:37:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-07T21:37:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>A Global Threat, Live for now</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Im so burned out on this life style. Every day dragging my ass through school just hoping the ceiling will cave in and crush one of my mindlessly droning teachers. All I ever look forward to is seeing that one person (wich is usualy short lived or disapointing) or the day ending. I live my life weekend to weekend because those are the only times im acualy happy. I dont want to complain but im jsut tired of school and im tired of weekdays and all this monotonouse horse shit. I do have some things that make it all disapear and not matter anymore and im thankful for that. It could always be worse, I guese I just felt like bitching.</content>
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    <title>guns0fbrixton77 @ 2005-02-03T18:36:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-03T23:35:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-03T23:35:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Virus, My Life My World</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Welfare is Warfare.</content>
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    <title>guns0fbrixton77 @ 2005-02-01T20:23:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-02T01:19:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-02T01:19:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Cheap Sex, Launch off To War</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Sometimes I get so straight edge.&lt;br /&gt;I sit in a room and cry.&lt;br /&gt;A real dark room man..&lt;br /&gt;Feelings and shit man.&lt;br /&gt;Getting hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Then I masterbate and everything's so much fucking better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Choking Victim-</content>
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    <title>guns0fbrixton77 @ 2005-01-30T01:15:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-30T06:17:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-30T06:43:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Clit 45, End of You</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today was spectacular. I woke up and had a drum lesson then had band practice with my band. We wrote some new stuff that I think came out pretty good. Later we went to connors and kate and tara came over. We watched "American Beauty" wich I liked alot. Then I came home and ate brownies. Very good day. I love my freinds.</content>
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    <title>guns0fbrixton77 @ 2005-01-26T16:48:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-26T21:44:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-26T21:44:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Havoc, Death Comes Fast</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Dance with me my dear&lt;br /&gt;On a floor of bones and skulls&lt;br /&gt;The music is our master&lt;br /&gt;The devil controls our souls&lt;br /&gt;Swirling and swirling&lt;br /&gt;With the music all our turning&lt;br /&gt;Swaying to the sounds of a demonic beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-TSOL-</content>
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    <title>guns0fbrixton77 @ 2005-01-25T19:12:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-26T00:10:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-26T00:10:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>999, Obsessed</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Once again grades are bad. My teachers say Im intelligent but have a lack of interest in my work. Sounds about right to me. I feel as though I should care but I dont care much at all. Ive been studying alot for midterms atleast so maybe Ill pass them, make Dad proud. My dad doesnt really care anymore though, he didnt even care about my grades. I think hes abandoned all hopes of me being what he wants me to be which is kinda good. Whatever. School is for fools. Lets all drop out and join a cult.</content>
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    <title>guns0fbrixton77 @ 2005-01-23T15:04:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-23T20:10:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-23T20:10:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Julie Ruin, I wana know what love is</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today I made my mom cry. People always joke about how horrile I am to my mom but I really am. She does alot for me and all I ever do is shit on her. Im gunna start being nicer to her because she deserves it. Shes the only one that acualy sticks up for me when my dads being the prick that he is. Today is proving to suck terribly. Snow basically ruins my life. All of the backroads in my neighborhood arents plowed yet so maybe theres still hope for no school tomarow. Its still doubtful though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck if we all got guns&lt;br /&gt;To off the fucking pigs and all the other motherfuckers&lt;br /&gt;Raping the children they paint like dolls&lt;br /&gt;Jon Benet didn't scream cuz she never fucking was&lt;br /&gt;Come on now the police aren't gonna save you&lt;br /&gt;They're part of the problem that society gave you&lt;br /&gt;Locking up Black men for whistling in the wind&lt;br /&gt;You see a mirage when you call the cop your friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Julie Ruin-</content>
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    <title>Do they owe us a living? Well do they?</title>
    <published>2005-01-23T02:56:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-23T02:56:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Antidote, Go Pogo</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yesterday was good slash terrible. I had to walk home from school and take off my pants in a bamboo thicket and oh man it was cold. But then at night I went with Kate, Tom, and Matt to see the Toasters and the Pie Tasters. The Toasters were amazing but the Pie Tasters were pretty ehh. None the less it was a fun night. Today wasnt much fun. I got up and got harrassed by my dad for about an hour about variouse stupid shit and then I walked a mile in the fuckin snow to Tara's house where  me Kate, Tara, Tom and Lisa watched some really crappy movie called "almost famous". It was the kind of movie only farty old hippys would enjoy. Then me and Tom walked home but we're fucking idiots and we got lost and the snow was so deep and it sucked real bad. When I finaly got home I ate a Cheese burger and spent like 3 hours listening to the Subhumans and studding and sewing shit onto this vest I have. 3 hours of work and it still looks pretty shitty. Whatever It was a good way to pass the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animals don't wear uniforms but they kill as much as you&lt;br /&gt;But the army kills for money and animals kill for food&lt;br /&gt;It's the basest degredation in the name of what is right&lt;br /&gt;Become something you never were and regret it til you die&lt;br /&gt;Cos your father will tell you "Sonny, you must do as you are told"&lt;br /&gt;And you'll say the same thing to your kids when you're 32 years old&lt;br /&gt;And unless you can react against the brainwash from the start&lt;br /&gt;Your government will rule your mind and your mind will rule your heart&lt;br /&gt;You'll conform to every social law and be the system's slave&lt;br /&gt;From birth to school to work to death, from the cradle to the grave.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Subhumans-</content>
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    <title>guns0fbrixton77 @ 2005-01-20T16:13:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-20T21:11:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-20T23:49:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Aus Rotten, The system works for them</lj:music>
    <content type="html">NOTE TO SELF: Next time you decide to be spontaneouse PUT A GUN IN YOUR MOUTH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was thinking hey it would be cool to cut this casualties shirt into a tank top. So before I could change my mind I proceeded to cut the sleeves off the shirt and I learned two things. A) I didnt know how to cut a shirt into a tank top and make it look good and B) I look like a prick when I wear tank tops. So that just about made my day. Also in the pictures from our show on the 8th theres only one picture of me and my backs turned and the picture is all splotchy which also made my day. Another thing that makes my day is that im acually updating this thing. Its obscene. Im disapointed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the morning, we'll ride into your town&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna sleep all day &amp; when the sun goes down&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna go to church &amp; then we'll burn it up&lt;br /&gt;and then we'll drink a fuckin' toast from a dixie cup&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;                        -Leftover Crack-</content>
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    <title>guns0fbrixton77 @ 2005-01-19T21:40:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-20T02:41:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-20T02:46:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Eat me!</content>
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    <title>Yes its true...</title>
    <published>2005-01-20T02:15:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-20T02:15:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Cock Sparrer, Secret Army</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yes... I have succumb to the trend of live journals. Why you ask? IM BORED OUT OF MY FUCKING MIND. But its ok nobody will ever find out i have this and its not likely ill ever update it.</content>
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