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  <title> Electric Monk</title>
  <subtitle>I'm not obsessed, I'm just intently focused</subtitle>
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    <title>sad news</title>
    <published>2005-04-12T05:59:14Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Our kitty, Calvin, died today. He got sick on Friday and steadily declined all weekend. We are still reeling from how quickly he left us.</content>
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    <title>lauraammon @ 2005-02-16T21:07:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-17T05:10:05Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I may never recover from the trauma that was Gilmore Girls.&lt;br /&gt;I even went looking for spoilers.&lt;br /&gt;Gah. I have lost my mind.&lt;br /&gt;The path of true love is rarely smooth. &lt;br /&gt;*wanders back to the books at hand*</content>
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    <title>lauraammon @ 2004-12-29T12:44:00</title>
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    <content type="html">I'm just starting this journal as an experiment. The title is from the following quote, which will serve as a kind of introduction to my sense of humor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Electric Monk was a labour-saving device, like a dishwasher or a video recorder. Dishwashers washed tedious dishes for you, thus saving you the bother of washing them yourself, video recorders watched tedious television for you, thus saving you the bother of looking at it yourself; Electric Monks believed things for you, thus saving you what was becoming an increasingly onerous task, that of believing all the things the world expected you to believe." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Douglas Adams</content>
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