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    <title>adamdaryl @ 2008-07-23T22:58:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-24T04:01:14Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-06T09:27:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am a giant &lt;a href="http://z.about.com/d/animals/1/0/h/9/shutterstock_304958.jpg"&gt;Blue Footed Boobie&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of animal would you like to be named after?</content>
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    <published>2008-07-14T00:37:24Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strike&gt;So, I basically feel like shit&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling better I guess. For those who didn't hear, I got into a wreck, but it wasn't anything too serious. I just got a killer headache and pain medication - and lost my car. It's kind of fun to get that loopy feeling. I took some pills last night and ended up not sleeping much at all. So, I've decided not to take anymore unless my head gets really bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEEL FREE TO SEND ALL THE CARE PACKAGES YOU CAN AFFORD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the ones I got, they are lovely and thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDIT&lt;/b&gt;: Thank you Valerie, and Zero too you little asshole. The visit was nice. And Haruki, yummy - the cakes I mean. And my roommates. And Sinclair too - I might take you up on that offer.</content>
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    <title>adamdaryl @ 2008-07-08T17:50:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-08T23:04:25Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Bills to pay, bills to pay. I am sitting at my computer this afternoon and that is the only thing worth mentioning. It was another slow day, and I know no one really wants to hear about how shitty my business is going, but it is. And I hate it. Why can't the house make me have super-business making abilities? I'd like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, I do have a few ideas I'm thinking over to help my business pick up a little. Maybe I'll get some opinions when I have them all sorted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Ultimate About a Boy Survey&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A little about you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What's your name?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Adam&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How old are you?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; 26&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What's your favorite color?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Red&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What's your best friend's name?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; I guess it would have to be Asher and Alastair. It's been too long since I've really spent time with anyone else I think.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Who do you want to be like?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Someone successful like Abercrombie.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What do you hate about people?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Ignorance and obnoxious loudness.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are you wondering what this has to do with your boyfriend?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Not really.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; A fashion designer, preferably one that has lots of customers.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What do you wear when you go to bed?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; My boxers and my skin.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;About the past.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are you recently out of a relationship?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Not really recently. It's been over a year.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Why did your last one end?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; He was a prick.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you ever been in love before the person you're dating now?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; I've never loved someone like this.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you ever broken some one's heart?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Everyone's! If they can't be with me, what else is there to live for. Except my roomies. They seem a little too happy.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you ever been Heart Broken?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Maybe, sort of. Not really though.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you ever cheated?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Hells no!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Been cheated on?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Yeah. It sucks.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Slept with some one you weren't dating?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Yes.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What's the worst break up you've had?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; The last one.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Who's the person you fell hardest for, prior to your current bf?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; The last one.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tell me about him now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What's his name?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Steve.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How old is he?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; In his 20s. He likes to be vague.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What's his favorite color?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Blue I think. Maybe.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What's his dad's name?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; God.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Does he have a brother?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; No.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What about a sister?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Eve and Lilith.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Does he love you as much as you love him?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Yes! He was made for me!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;About you two together.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How long have you been dating?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Since God created the Earth, duh!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What was the exact date you two got together the first time?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; The day God made him.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What day is most memorable for you?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Our first night together was pretty great.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Would you do anything for him?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Why? God can just make me another. I already went through Eve and Lilith.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Would he do anything for you?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Yes.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you talked about sex?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; What is that?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How much do you think of him?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Only when he's around.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What would happen if you got pregnant?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; I would probably wonder what the hell was going through the lord's mind.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What if the kid wasn't his?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Then it would probably be one of his sister's.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What if he cheated on you?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; I'd send him back where he came from and get a new one.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What if you cheated on him?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; He doesn't care.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Would you two ever...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have sex?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Yes.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have phone sex?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; He doesn't know how to use a phone.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have cyber sex?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; A computer either.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Make out in front of your friends?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;No. He is a secret.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have sex infront of friends, for their pleasure?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Eww. My friends are icky.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have a threesome?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Sure. We do it with Eve all the time.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Make out with people of the same sex?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Uhhh.... I'm not that way!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Meet each other's parents?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; I have.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Get married?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Umm, maybe. Not to him though. Don't tell him.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Get divorced?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; No need. We aren't married.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have kids?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Sure. We are the beginnings of the human race after all.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Stay together forever?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Proabbly not with him.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Break-up but stay friends-with-benifits?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Yeah.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Break-up and stay friends?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Sure.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Tell your friends you broke up, but actually stay together?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Who told you?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Break-up and never talk again?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Maybe.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Kill some one to save each other?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Maybe.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Let him have sex with some one else, just for one night?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Maybe, if it's Eve or Lilith.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Stay with them if they cheated on you?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Nope.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you ever...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Done any of the above?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Umm, yeah.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Which ones?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; The interesting ones.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Cheated on him?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Not really. We have an open relationship.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Made out in public?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Sure.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Done something with some one in the room right next to you?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yes! Take that Asher and Alastair!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;had sex together?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Of course!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Gone over his house with out permission?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Not yet.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Met his parents?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Yeeah. Said that already.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Will you ever...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Get married?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Yes.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have kids?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Mhmm.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How many?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Millions&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Live together?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; When I die.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Tell your parents you're dating?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; All the time, just to piss her off.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Make your parents meet them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Sure!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Stop being friends with some one for them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Probably not.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have sex?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Yep.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Take him to the beach to watch the sunset?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Yes!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have sex on the beach?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; YES!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have sex outdoors at all?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Sure!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" valign="top" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MISC&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you think you two will work out?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Maybe&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you want it to?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Maybe&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Does he?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Yeah.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Does he like your parents?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Who would?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you like his?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Sure.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What's the most amazing thing about him?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; He is really good in bed! And his name is Steve!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What is the best part about him, physically?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; His name.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are you old enough to live with him?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; No.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you think you should be able to move out when you're 13?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Not unless there's something wrong hapenning.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you think you should be able to get married when you're 15?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Haha! No!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you two ever stay online all night, talking?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; He is computer illiterate.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How about on the phone?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Nope.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you ever spent the night at their house?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Nope.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have they ever spent the night at your house?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Yeah.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What is the sweetest thing they've ever said to you?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; I was first!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Is he a romantic?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Yeah.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you wish he was?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; YES!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Is his... manliness... larger than 6in?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; It is huge!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Is that a good thing?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Sure.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Would he ever let you put make-up on him?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Been there, done that.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What about if it would get him sex?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; He would just do it for me, but sex would be a bonus.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Is he obsessed with sex?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Yeah. It's a problem we're working through.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Does he talk about it a lot?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; All the time.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Is that a sensitive subject?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Yeah. It hurts me.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Did this survey make you uncomfortable?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; Every second of it!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;

&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/S149392/The_Ultimate_About_a_Boy_Survey.html" title="The Ultimate About a Boy Survey"&gt;Take this survey&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/surveys" title="Bzoink Surveys"&gt;Find more surveys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com" title="Bzoink"&gt;Bzoink&lt;/a&gt; - The Original Survey Site&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTQyOTA4OTczMzYmcHQ9MTIxNDI5MDg5OTI3MyZwPTg5MjExJmQ9Jm49Jmc9MQ==.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:adamdaryl:5759</id>
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    <title>adamdaryl @ 2008-06-24T15:13:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-24T20:19:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-06T09:30:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone think it's a weird combination to be Catholic and live in Superhouse? I keep thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:adamdaryl:5188</id>
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    <title>BOO! MF-ERS</title>
    <published>2008-06-07T03:37:29Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-06T09:30:26Z</updated>
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   &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;A MetroHomoSexual&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Straight or really, really gay?  Metro to the core, but it’s your outward appearance that’s most important.  Narcissist?  Hell no, you just want to look better and more expensive than everyone else.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;table width="50%"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;A MetroHomoSexual&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;
         &lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="80" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;80%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;A Jock&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;
         &lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="65" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;65%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Normal, Boring and Gay&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;
         &lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="60" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;60%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;An AberHollisterAE Gay or Fratmo&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;
         &lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="60" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;60%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;A Closet Case&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;
         &lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
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   &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=12808N" target="_blank"&gt;What type of Gay are YOU?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com" target="_blank"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
   &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Straight Acting&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heya your on the straight and narrow but still enjoy a good cute guy with a pint of beer.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;table width="50%"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Straight Acting&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;
         &lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="70" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;70%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Straight&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;
         &lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;S + M guy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;
         &lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="40" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;40%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;A Big Bear&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;
         &lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="40" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;40%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;The all-round cute gay guy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;
         &lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="40" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;40%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Raging Queer&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;
         &lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="40" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;40%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Straight Queer Basher&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;
         &lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="20" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;20%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:adamdaryl:4925</id>
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    <title>adamdaryl @ 2008-05-09T12:02:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-09T17:21:04Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-06T09:32:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">That's right. He was caught in the act &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.shwedarling.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2006/09/funny-movie-moments2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sources confirm that Gollum is indeed a cross-dresser. Did anyone actually make it through that movie? Bonus news: I feel bad for the people down below getting peed on by the king.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:adamdaryl:4630</id>
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    <title>adamdaryl @ 2008-04-28T19:47:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-29T00:48:30Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-06T09:33:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Application&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;IC&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAME. Adam Daryl Wicks.&lt;br /&gt;NICKNAMES. Freckles, due to the large amount he has on his arms.&lt;br /&gt;GENDER. Male.&lt;br /&gt;AGE. 25.&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY. June 14th, 1982.&lt;br /&gt;SEXUAL ORIENTATION. Adam's sexuality has had many twists and turns along the way. When Adam was young he was afraid to the point of denial to be gay. He loved to shout out that gay people were okay and he supported them, but he was NOT gay himself. To this day he hasn't addressed why he felt that way, but slowly over time he began to accept that he was attracted to boys as well as girls. Then it took time for him to come out about it, and it wasn't until he was in college that he actually did anything. And it was also in college that he finally became open about it, and told his parents. Of course he loved and hated the fight that proceeded between him and his mother afterwards. Adam is actually attracted to girls more often than boys, and he really would like to get married one day and have a family, either through having his own kids or adopting. While he knows he wouldn't mind marrying a guy, he can't honestly deny that he didn't grow up seeing himself with a woman. &lt;br /&gt;RELATIONSHIP STATUS. Single.&lt;br /&gt;RACE. Causasian. He is about a sixth Irish from his mother's side. His blood also includes many other European ethnicities.&lt;br /&gt;RELIGIOUS AFFILIATION. Catholic. Adam isn't even close to devoutly religious. When he first became catholic he went to mass every Sunday, but now he goes when he has the time. His mother's strong disapproval of the religion might have had a hand in his choice, but Adam claims to follow his moderate catholic faith, and maintains what he sees as a close relationship to God.&lt;br /&gt;OCCUPATION. Owner of Secret Garden, a fetish specialty clothing shop located in Broomfield. He is a designer and manager at his store, making his hours a little crazy sometimes. He does have a couple of assistants to help him out though. His clothing store is a specialty shop for men and women. Most of what Adam makes are fetish costumes, but he has been known to stretch the limits at times. Mostly he will do whatever the customer asks for. He also loves to make dresses and women's clothing. Luckily it seems there are people looking for such things. Most of Adam's customers are men, and he is beginning to get more customers from outside of town. He has a strict won't ask or tell policy if the man or woman is particularly sensitive about going there.&lt;br /&gt;MAGIC DESCRIPTION. Adam's magic began to manifest itself slowly, and he barely even knew it was there until one day he just thought about how it was really impossible for him to be doing what he was. Adam has been starting to take people's measurements with his eyes instead of his hands. All he has to do is look at a body to know how wide or long it is, and he can recall measurements of a person, as long as he has seen them before. Adam also has the ability to glide on air currents. He can't do anything quite as spectacular as superman and could only have someone with him as long as they were light enough to carry, and he would get tired really quick from that. Adam has been known to get high in the air and sort of surf the currents. Sometimes he has problems with his powers and he often gets very clumsy. Being so high up can get a little dangerous if he's not careful, not that he spends time dwelling on thoughts like that.&lt;br /&gt;HOUSE. Superhouse, room 3. Living with roommates.&lt;br /&gt;PERSONALITY. Adam's personality will change depending on where he is and what he's doing. When it comes to work, Adam becomes dedicated and hardworking. He isn't stony-faced serious and boring, but he does do what he needs to in order to get the job done, and done well. His business does depend on it. Away from working, Adam sometimes reverts back into the mischievous child he grew up being. Always willing to pull a prank or joke around, when he's not busy he can often get on his family's and sometimes even his friend's nerves. His pranks now are usually harmless, as well as few and far between. He just doesn't have as much time to be the jokester he once was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being quite vain with himself, Adam puts a lot of effort into how he looks and acts in important situations. He may joke a lot in his social life, but when it comes to anything he cares about he will work hard. His business isn't the only place he strives in, but also when dating he takes a lot of consideration into what he should do and how he should act. This is very reflective of his insecurities. He may try not to show it, but Adam often gets nervous about anything he doesn't do on a regular basis. New experiences are difficult for Adam most of the time, but if he has a reason he'd push himself into them headfirst without looking back. And his reasons can be as simple as wanting to impress someone or trying to fit in with his peers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam has an outer shell that shows confidence and pride. Inside he does have his doubts with himself though. From a young age, he found himself staring into magazines wondering if the people staring back at him were somehow better. They were the models of society. Physically, they were what everyone was supposed to be, right? Adam knew he could never really look like a model, and that wasn't really an area that bothered him. Instead he focused his worries on what they were wearing. Being drawn to clothes and styles, Adam always wanted to wear what they wore and do what they did. He begged his mother for the expensive brands, but they just cost too much. But it didn't matter that he couldn't get what he wanted all the time. He still worked hard to at least make his clothes resemble what he saw in the magazines. This led to people calling him all sorts of names for wearing fashionable clothes and putting a lot of effort into the way he looked. As much as he hated it, he couldn't bring himself to stop wearing what he thought looked good. The opinions of professionals were so much more important to him than those of the kids at school. He didn't really understand why, but he began to look at things differently than the people who called him names or ragged him about the way he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very large contributor to his attitude and love for rebellion was his mother. She was always conservative and a bit overprotective. As a child, he'd always try to run off around the neighborhood to have fun and go on adventures, but she would always bring him back down to reality with a harsh reprimand and a list of chores, most of which he ceaselessly tried to get out of. Not only did he see her as stifling his fun, but he also watched her and the rest of the congregation when she managed to drag him to church. The conservative Baptist Christian approach to life just didn't sit well with Adam, and it didn't help that his mother was such an avid supporter. When she'd preach at home about whatever the pastor had last said, Adam would often mock them both, only to get himself into more trouble. But he welcomed the punishment. It was attention, and it was a form he always knew how to get. It was much safer than trying to make her happy and failing, something he was undeniably afraid of, yet unable to even admit to himself. Adam was also pretty distant from his father. They undoubtedly got along much better; however, they never really interacted as much. Adam never found the things his dad liked to do interesting in the least, and he was nearly impossible to make angry. It was pretty similar to how he felt about his brother. Their temperaments and interests were just too different for Adam to initially want to have anything to do with him. Much later on, Adam actually did become close to the newest member of the family, his little sister. But the problems he had being intimate with his family quickly began to be mirrored in his social life. He didn't have trouble making friends or finding people to hang out with, but he never managed well with getting extremely close to someone. Even the friends he had for long periods of time didn't manage to break his shell, not that they probably even knew it was there unless they tried to ask him about something personal. He does okay with other people's problems, but he's never been comfortable talking about his own woes or insecurities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless he already dislikes a person, it is actually quite difficult to get Adam angry. However, once he really is set off he could hold a grudge forever, something that shows through quite well in his relationship with his mother. Still, Adam almost never becomes violent. He did have his share of fits as a small child and he does love to wrestle around and play fight, but he just doesn't have the urge to fight people physically. He sees it as there are much better, and more interesting, ways to get back at someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APPEARANCE. Adam has medium blue eyes and naturally curly, dark brown hair. He used to straighten it, but hasn't done it in years. He always uses products in his hair, and not just for styling but also to protect and keep his hair healthy. He loves to go into salons to get his hair professionally washed and taken care of. He’s stopped growing at 5’11, he would have loved to get that extra inch, and usually weighs somewhere between 152 and 157 lbs. His frame is slender with a little bit of toning thanks to a good deal of running around and some exercise. He has a light skin tone and plenty of freckles, thanks to his mother. His face is oval shaped with a slightly pointed chin that is almost always clean shaven, although he does get a little stubble from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in the fashion industry, Adam tries to make his clothes reflect the latest trends. This isn't always easy though due to high prices of brand names and his low income. But he does what he can, and even if his clothes aren't always the best brand they almost never look bad. He does have his off days though, where it's so much easier to just pull something on and go. The one thing he always puts time into is his hair. Every morning he washes, dries, and styles. He would hate to leave his house with his hair looking messy, and has only done so in emergencies. Adam almost always wears necklaces, bracelets, and sometimes rings. One of his many cross necklaces almost always hangs around his neck, representing his spirituality. He has two piercings in his left earlobe. One is gauged and the other he usually wears a silver hoop in. Adam has a tattoo on his ankle that includes a star, waves, musical notes, and lyrics. Confidence and pride show in Adam's walk. He may also appear somewhat vain, and sometimes can be caught strutting just a little. Adam has a voice that's almost always ready for a joke. He usually seems on the brink of laughter, generally because he's planning something. However, when he's angry it loses all trace of the happy lilt it had before. Adam is always ready with a joke and a smile. His mischievousness is clearly visible in his grin and eyes. He seems like a pretty confident, outgoing guy. Adam takes pride in his appearance and does his best to look good every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HISTORY. In high school, Delilah and George met one day in the school's parking lot. Delilah had stayed late for a Beta club meeting, and George had been waiting for his parents to pick him up. She would hate being called nosy, but he was sitting outside by himself, backpack on and a worried look on his face a couple hours after school had been released. After finding out that his parents were supposed to pick him up but hadn't showed yet, Delilah offered to give him a ride in her car. She dropped him off at his house and worried about him a bit through the night. The next day he said his parent's car had broken down on their way back from the city that day, and they couldn't get in touch with someone to come get him in time. Later, his aunt from a little over an hours distance away drove by the school and then by the house to check on him while his parents were waiting for his uncle to go get them. They didn't immediately become friends, but Delilah was a social being and George had such a nice demeanor that she often had the urge to go and sit with him at lunch or talk to him between classes. Their friendship developed and soon they started spending time together outside of school. It wasn't until their senior year that they started dating, and only two years and three months after graduation they got married. However, they decided to wait to start a family until they were both out of college. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam did not come as a surprise at all. Delilah was set up as an editor for a local newspaper, and George had settled into a landscaping firm very nicely. They both agreed it was the perfect time to start a family, and Delilah's work could be done easily from home in the late months. So, his birth was planned and they were thrilled the day he came with little complications. The trouble he caused them later was enough to make up for it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as Adam could walk, he was off. Causing trouble could have been his middle name, but fortunately it was just Daryl. It wasn't really intentional, he just wanted to do everything, including exploring that dark place down the street in the trees. Unfortunately this meant his mother spent a good deal of time running after him and getting him out of the trouble he always seemed to find. Her reprimands didn't seem to have an effect on him though, in fact if anything it was the opposite. Her chastisements only seemed to spur him on. As he got older it became a little more about causing trouble than just curiosity. He'd do just about anything to tick his mother off, including personal attacks on the family's religious and moral standing. His mother implemented a strict conservative republican view. Adam liked to push the boundaries with off comments and jokes. He'd even whine about going to church, and then would cause a fuss or act immaturely while there. When he was older she finally decided to stop making him go when he loudly proclaimed he wasn't a Christian. The attitude didn't really follow him into other situations. He was pretty normal as far as dealing with other types of authority, causing a little trouble here and there, but he was never as openly defiant as he was with his mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Adam was still a baby his mom became pregnant again. His parents were a little worried about taking care of two babies, but they were determined to raise their children as best as they could. When David came along they were thrilled to have two little boys that would be able to play with each other. Sadly they wouldn't end up being that close. David wasn't anywhere near as adventurous and enjoyed playing inside or at least near enough to his parents to feel safe. Adam saw his brother as boring and envied how much 'good' attention he got. He found his brother a little irritating, as most older brothers do. He often excluded his brother from his little adventures. He would always say he didn't want to be bothered by him and that he would just get in the way. He didn't want anything to happen to his kid brother, and he definitely didn't want to be responsible for it. So, he distanced himself from him. There were plenty of other kids to pay with anyway. As Adam grew so did his fascination with the world around him. He had a particular fascination for people and fashion. He loved anything he could get his hands on that had stunning pictures of people, especially magazines. He looked at what older people wore and what they did, and dreamed about the same for himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for school came fast, and Adam was more than happy to get out of the house and explore the new opportunities that school allowed, mainly girls, friends, and a new variety of people to harass. He was happy to get away from his family and find other people he could relate to. Adam never really tried to get close to his parents. They were old and weird in his eyes. His mother was annoying and overbearing, and his father was too boring to be considered cool. Adam was always a little embarrassed by his father's love of plants and laid-back, demure nature. In high school Adam always loved to party. He often went out at night to hang out or tried to sneak into clubs. Adam had a job after school, and was pretty good at saving up money. At least until he found a cool outfit to spend it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As high school moved along Adam pulled further away from his family, pushing the boundaries of curfews and sneaking his friends into his room at night. His parents really had no idea what was going on in his life and he liked it that way. He could take care of himself. He didn't need some over controlling person breathing down his neck and stifling his life. It wasn't as though she didn't try though. Every time he came home late and every time he went out, she'd ask him a ritual of questions. He always blew her off with the same old answers. Going to work, to hang out at a friend's house, to have sex and make babies that will help overpopulate New York. The bullshit answers were his favorites and they really did piss her off. By the time Adam was a senior in high school it really felt like she'd given up on him to a point. This actually frustrated Adam. He didn't know whether she was finally acknowledging he was old enough to go out and make his own decision or if she just didn't care anymore. Maybe she realized he was just to different to be her son. Like most things, Adam shrugged it off or pushed it away. He would just find something else to occupy his time, and getting into the right college was definitely important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toward the end of his senior year, Adam finally told his mom he was definitely going to college. After ecstatically congratulating him, he had finally done something she had been nagging him about for years, she asked where he was going. He proudly declared he had been accepted into Drexel University, a college in New York. Hearing he was staying close to home made her happy, but his demand to live on campus didn't. Adam made his departure while she was listing all the negatives she could think of, and suggesting staying home so he would have someone to look after him. Like he needed it! Of course, he would never take the moment back. He was absolutely certain that had his mom not known he was going to college, he wouldn't have gotten that car for graduation. And as crappy as it was, he'd rather have it than not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting into college was like a breath of fresh air. He was finally far enough away from his family to feel freedom, and he was finally on his way to being a fashion designer. And for the first time, he felt like he could be open about it. He didn't have to worry about leaving his fabrics or designs out for his mom to find. Of course, he told her he was still undecided about his major, and had no idea when he was going to break the news that he was going into such a feminine-full job market, but he wouldn't let that keep him down. Adam didn't want to ruin his scholarships or flunk school, so while he couldn't keep himself from the great parties he did make time to study. Keeping his GPA up was really important. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the years went by, Adam put more and more work into his classes and less time into partying. The summer after his sophomore year he finally told his mom he was going to be a fashion designer. After much disbelief she was finally convinced after he showed her some of his designs and even an outfit he had been working on. She did have some doubting questions and had to let him know how risky of a business it was to go into, but eventually she saw how determined he was and gave her consent. He was actually glad he had it. Of course once she knew the kind of job he was going to have she had to let him know how many gay men he might be working with and the kind of reputation he might get just from the title. Adam thought it was time to drop the sexuality bomb, and successfully left the house in a storm. He likes to think of it as his best and worst summer holiday ever. In his junior year, Adam managed to get a job as an assistant to a local fashion designer. He then went on to graduate school, getting a master's degree in fashion and a great deal of experience he doesn't know what he'd do without. After graduating, Adam decided it was time to move, and find a place to open the store he'd been dreaming about. There was just something about Broomfield, Colorado that called to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the summer after his graduation, he found a nice house with an open room. The two other residents seemed cool enough, and he found he really just couldn't say no the the charm of the cute house. A little over a year ago he purchased a building and turned it into Secret Garden, his own store. He has had varying success, but he is still working hard to keep it going and make it successful. It wasn't long after moving into superhouse that Adam realised something was a little off about it. The odd fascination with superheroes he first passed off as something one of his roommates was into, but the longer he was there the more he learned about the strangeness of the house. Eventually he also saw that it was having an affect on him, or at least after acknowledging there were strange things happening to him he realised the strange house probably had something to do with it. After the initial shock and disbelief, Adam actually enjoyed the changes. He grew rather fond of the cute house, and he more than benefited from what he gained from it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;OOC&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAME. Rebekka&lt;br /&gt;AGE. 19&lt;br /&gt;EMAIL. herwiltedrose@yahoo.com &lt;br /&gt;AIM. herwiltedrose or adamdarylw&lt;br /&gt;EXPERIENCE. I've been roleplaying for about seven years. I started roleplaying mostly in fandom groups based off of Harry Potter and X-men. In the last few years I have stuck mainly to original rpgs, as I love to develop my own characters.&lt;br /&gt;CHARACTER PB. Danny Jones&lt;br /&gt;CHARACTER JOURNAL AND AIM NAME. &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='adamdaryl' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://adamdaryl.insanejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://adamdaryl.insanejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;adamdaryl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, adamdarylw. &lt;br /&gt;PLOTS YOU'RE INTERESTED IN FOR YOUR CHARACTER. Friendship, romance, fighting, anything really.&lt;br /&gt;EXAMPLES. &lt;a href="http://boards2go.com/boards/board.cgi?action=read&amp;amp;id=1196922505&amp;amp;user=luciandorms"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Storylines&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE BEST FRIEND&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='asherindra' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://asherindra.insanejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://asherindra.insanejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;asherindra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Even though they've only known each other for about a year and a half, Adam gets along with him great. It's so easy to just have fun around this guy, and forget about anything serious for a while. Adam would seriously be bored without him and his crazy self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE COOL ROOMMATE&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='alastairjames' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://alastairjames.insanejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://alastairjames.insanejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;alastairjames&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; He might not be as silly and dumb as Adam's other roommate, Asher, but it can certainly be refreshing to have him around sometimes. Adam enjoys living with him even though they are quite different people. He isn't annnoying and is actually pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OTHER&lt;/b&gt; Friends, aquaintances, enemies, rivals, and definitely future or past love interests. If anyone else was interested in fashion design or something like that, he does have assistants that work at his store, and it would also be cool if he had a rival or a friend that he could campare ideas with and such. I'm up for pretty much anything. If you have an idea, go ahead and let me know. I'm open to ideas and I'd love to plot with everyone!&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:adamdaryl:4510</id>
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    <title>adamdaryl @ 2008-04-06T03:49:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-06T08:57:51Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-06T09:33:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today I went out to town, and came back with a little something new. I'm excited. I think it turned out really good. I went ahead and took a picture to show. I couldn't wait. But if anyone wants to see it tomorrow, then feel free to take a closer look. It's nothing too special, but it's exactly what I wanted for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n109/animeroseprince/adam/adam02-1.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tristan, thanks so much for your opinion. I think it really came out good. Do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asher, thanks for going with me and spending the whole time flirting with the girl who pierced my ear. Asshole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>adamdaryl @ 2008-04-01T14:04:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-01T19:10:52Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-06T09:33:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My fingers hurt so fucking bad! I think I'm going to have to put bandages on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asher, you haven't told me all about you spring break yet. &lt;strike&gt;Please don't tell me you're freaked out by what happened&lt;/strike&gt; And I haven't told you about mine. We should hang out and talk or something. I won't bite you too hard, I promise. &lt;strike&gt;Not like you bit me. That shit still hurts!&lt;/strike&gt;</content>
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    <title>adamdaryl @ 2008-03-27T21:01:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-28T02:24:26Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-06T09:34:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The break is getting so close to being over. I mean, we have a few more days, but I can't believe how quick it's actually going by. I've been so busy, I don't think I've really had a break. I need to take a day off. Guess that will be Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Private)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I've spent my whole break here, doing this. I think I'm becoming a big sissy or something. If I start growing boobs, I wouldn't be surprised. I don't know. I guess it's kind of a sexist way to think, but I can't help it. Not to mention I should have been helping more. I could have gone on that walk, but I really wanted to go to the classes. Well, I'll make up for it. There's some kind of benefit run in the summer. I should do that. I'd have to start training now probably. I really need things with Asher to get finished. I can't believe I miss doing idiot things with him. Maybe I can make things normal again soon. I wonder what he'd think about it. Probably would just call me a pussy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(/End Private)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:adamdaryl:3494</id>
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    <title>adamdaryl @ 2008-03-25T13:51:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-25T18:56:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-06T09:35:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have no idea what to write in here anymore. I feel out of touch with me, or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking about doing something.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:adamdaryl:3204</id>
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    <title>adamdaryl @ 2008-03-13T00:07:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-13T05:25:22Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-06T09:39:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;strike&gt;Oh boy&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Shit&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I LOVE ASHER STOCKER!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. I said it. It's in the open. I don't care what anyone says or thinks or does. It's my decision, and the only one who can reject me is Asher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Private to Asher)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we talk face to face soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(/End Private)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:adamdaryl:2893</id>
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    <title>adamdaryl @ 2008-03-12T01:29:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-12T06:35:46Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-06T09:38:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Private)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I'm about to send this to him. I'm going to die. I have no idea how he'll react. Shit. I might be screwing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poem&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many times I've seen your face&lt;br /&gt;I could have never guessed the way I'd look at it today.&lt;br /&gt;Through the years, we two have shared so much.&lt;br /&gt;From the laughs to the banter&lt;br /&gt;I always knew I was with my best friend&lt;br /&gt;As much as I love what we have and what we've shared&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but wish we had more&lt;br /&gt;If I could have one wish it would be you&lt;br /&gt;wanting me as much as I've been wanting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix-Tape&lt;br /&gt;1. "You're My Best Friend" - Queen&lt;br /&gt;2. "The Search is over" - Survivor&lt;br /&gt;3. "Have I Told You Lately That I Love You" - Rod Stewart&lt;br /&gt;4. "I'll Have To Say I Love You in a Song" - Jim Croce&lt;br /&gt;5. "I Do it For You" - Bryan Adams&lt;br /&gt;6. "After All" - Cher&lt;br /&gt;7. "Stolen" - Dashboard Confessional&lt;br /&gt;8. "Lovefool" - The Cardigans &lt;br /&gt;9. "Sexual" - Amber&lt;br /&gt;10. "Let's Get it On" - Marvin Gaye&lt;br /&gt;11. "I Wanna Sex You Up" - LFO &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.playlist.com/node/27832221"&gt;Listen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(/end Private)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:adamdaryl:2455</id>
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    <title>adamdaryl @ 2008-03-07T02:24:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-07T08:32:37Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-06T09:39:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">For personal reasons, I'm not going to the orphanage until next weekend. I just have something else going on, and Saturday morning isn't so good. If anyone has any trouble with going next Saturday instead, let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Why do I have to&lt;/strike&gt;  &lt;strike&gt;He is just so&lt;/strike&gt;  &lt;strike&gt;Fuck&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(private to Asher)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asher, do you want to have lunch or something? I want to show you what I got Drew, and make sure it'll be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(/end private)&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:adamdaryl:2266</id>
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    <title>adamdaryl @ 2008-03-03T20:40:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-04T02:52:55Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-06T09:43:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;(PRIVATE)&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit! I don't know if I can do this. &lt;strike&gt;Asher is&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(/END PRIVATE)&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Angel's House is an orphanage near here. It's not very big, and doesn't have its own website, so I'll just explain it here. There's a new program going on. Kind of like a big brother, big sister thing. Older teens and young adults can go and hang out with the children there. I think spending time with a child is really important for anyone who plans to have children or adopt. I know I want to adopt when I'm older. So, if you're interested, let me know. We could go over there together one weekend. I'd be happy to drive anyone who is interested.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:adamdaryl:1141</id>
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    <title>adamdaryl @ 2008-02-12T14:22:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-12T21:14:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-06T09:43:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Begin with the randomness. I just wanted to show you what a good afternoon on the internet can bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a &lt;a href="http://newmedia.funnyjunk.com/pictures/Future_Cast.jpg"&gt;forecast&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;The name at the bottom is of no consequence. &lt;a href="http://i.thefairest.info/funniest_thumbs/yptUbx.jpeg"&gt;Detention&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So true. &lt;a href="http://i.thefairest.info/funniest_thumbs/0s5FXs.jpeg"&gt;Porn&lt;/a&gt;, we owe you.&lt;br /&gt;Asher. They made &lt;a href="http://i.thefairest.info/funniest_thumbs/B9WBFr.jpeg"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; with you in mind.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://z.about.com/d/politicalhumor/1/0/E/b/gop_paging_dr_freud.jpg"&gt;truth&lt;/a&gt; about Mr. President. And &lt;a href="http://z.about.com/d/politicalhumor/1/0/o/f/bush_vacation_fishing.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Isn't he so &lt;a href="http://z.about.com/d/politicalhumor/1/0/T/c/bush_pope_santa.jpg"&gt;smart&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So, what has everyone else been up to in their spare time?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:adamdaryl:643</id>
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    <title>adamdaryl @ 2008-01-28T01:23:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-28T07:47:57Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-06T09:43:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Private&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to stop having weird dreams about my best friend's brother. He's hot, sure. But that doesn't mean anything. I don't really even know him that well, so how could I really like him? It's just an attraction, but it's weird because of who he is. Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;/End Private&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since &lt;strike&gt;everyone&lt;/strike&gt; Asher keeps talking about animals, I figured I'd say something about mine. I have a dog, a cat, and a ferret. So, if anyone wants to play with an animal, you can go play with mine. It'd be a lot better than going out and getting one on a whim. I don't mind, and they love attention. I'm going to post some pictures on here maybe. Here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ferret, Ricky: &lt;a href="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n109/animeroseprince/ferret17.jpg"&gt;being lazy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n109/animeroseprince/ferret18.jpg"&gt;sleeping&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n109/animeroseprince/ferretcl.jpg"&gt;wearing a hat&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n109/animeroseprince/ferret16.jpg"&gt;and after a bath&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dog, Zucko: &lt;a href="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n109/animeroseprince/american_eskimo_dog.jpg"&gt;wanting to play&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n109/animeroseprince/DS07.jpg"&gt;being cute&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n109/animeroseprince/Mathew.jpg"&gt;looking at me&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n109/animeroseprince/Ktblsit.jpg"&gt;and when she was a puppy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kitten, Snickers: &lt;a href="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n109/animeroseprince/bjb.jpg"&gt;laying around&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n109/animeroseprince/tabby01.jpg"&gt;looking at me&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n109/animeroseprince/tabby02.jpg"&gt;looking at me again&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n109/animeroseprince/k13.jpg"&gt;and being cute and posing&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pets are awesome! Can't beat that Asher! Even with a monkey.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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