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  <title>Cryophilia</title>
  <subtitle>- A study on Behavioral Sciences</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Even Szkarada</name>
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  <updated>2007-03-31T21:10:45Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cryophilia:1430</id>
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    <title>003;</title>
    <published>2007-03-31T21:05:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-31T21:10:45Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Hm.. Weekends. I never seem to be able to figure out what to do with them once I've cleaned my apartment and scrubbed Archibald's tank. I mean, I suppose I could sort and recycle my garbage, but even after that..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I need &lt;strike&gt;help&lt;/strike&gt; to go back to work.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cryophilia:1158</id>
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    <title>002;</title>
    <published>2007-01-01T22:38:30Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-01T22:38:30Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Thank whatever non-existent deity that never was and never will be that the New Year is &lt;i&gt;here&lt;/i&gt; and the celebration of it is &lt;i&gt;over&lt;/i&gt;. I didn't even partake and my head is pounding as fiercely as if.. as if I had indulged in &lt;i&gt;thrice&lt;/i&gt; of what a standard middle-aged man about my height and weight should be able to stand without reprecussions the next day. I find it mildly annoying and horribly unfair that I should be suffering said reprecussions without enjoying the reasons for them the night previous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, the insanity of fireworks is over now, and the smoke of gunpowder has blown away. And may the next 364 days be &lt;i&gt;quiet ones&lt;/i&gt;.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cryophilia:872</id>
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    <title>001;</title>
    <published>2006-12-18T23:29:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-19T13:00:49Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Hm.. Turns out there's just three days left on the term. Figures. Just when I was about to shape these children properly, they're snatched away and left to corruption in &lt;i&gt;communal&lt;/i&gt; colleges and God knows what else. How dreary.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Holidays are coming up though, and not a spot of snow. Typical. I was so looking forward to go ice-skating some time, considering I have to take some vacation time off before the Headmaster has my head for living in the NS-ward. Most probably I'll duck down in the cellar tonight anyway and see if I can find the skates at all. You never know, perhaps we have a skating rink up somewhere. It could be nice, I suppose, to get a bit of a leg-stretcher like so.. But I know I'll have serious withdrawals from the lack of buthane gas in the air in a day or two. Maybe if I sneak down to the janitorial I could.. &lt;i&gt;borrow&lt;/i&gt; a set of keys.. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Dilan suggested I get some reading done since I've got the time now, but I just know that I won't be able to concentrate. At least Archie is going to have one Christmas full of attention and salad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. If I could just filter out the laughs and stomping and singing from the neighbors I'd be fine about this holiday ..</content>
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