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  <title>oh, tabloids.</title>
  <subtitle>jake casey.</subtitle>
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    <name>jake casey.</name>
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  <updated>2008-06-25T05:34:28Z</updated>
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    <title>estate salezzz</title>
    <published>2008-06-25T05:34:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-25T05:34:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Jimmy Kimmel Live</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Sooo Danny's back in town again.. Which is awesome.. He got in town yesterday.. I went to dinner with Rachel, Dan, &amp; Rachel's boyfriend Matt last night at Los Compadres.. So fun. Then I took Danny home, &amp; went to spend the night at my mom's house cause I had a doctors appointment near her house in the morning.. I def got bit by a spider on my foot, &amp; my foot got all swollen &amp; gross. Today, after my spider bite doctors appointment, Dan &amp; I helped my mom out with her estate sale that she's doing for Camille's dad in midtown.. It was fun. I took pictures.. &amp;&amp; yeah. Here they areee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a161/jakecasey/Cute%20Friends/Friends213.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and a load of stuff that we got from my mom's house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a161/jakecasey/Cute%20Friends/Jake400.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan &amp; the truck load of stuff, haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a161/jakecasey/Cute%20Friends/Friends212.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan being a jonas &amp; me being really pale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a161/jakecasey/Cute%20Friends/Friends210.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan &amp; me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a161/jakecasey/Cute%20Friends/Friends209.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a161/jakecasey/Cute%20Friends/Friends207.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan &amp; me againnnn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a161/jakecasey/Cute%20Friends/Friends206.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xpretty_vacant:178353</id>
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    <title>xpretty_vacant @ 2007-10-22T15:29:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-22T20:31:41Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-22T20:31:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh, mirror in the sky&lt;br /&gt;What is love&lt;br /&gt;Can the child within my heart rise above&lt;br /&gt;Can I sail thru the changing ocean tides&lt;br /&gt;Can I handle the seasons of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Ive been afraid of changing&lt;br /&gt;cause Ive built my life around you&lt;br /&gt;But time makes you bolder&lt;br /&gt;Children get older&lt;br /&gt;Im getting older too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, from here, &lt;br /&gt;I can only go up.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xpretty_vacant:175523</id>
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    <title>xpretty_vacant @ 2007-07-21T18:22:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-21T23:32:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-21T23:32:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Maybe the sun will shine today&lt;br /&gt;The clouds will roll away&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I won’t be so afraid&lt;br /&gt;I will understand everything has its plan&lt;br /&gt;Either way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a161/jakecasey/misc/Jake260.jpg" border="1"&gt;</content>
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    <title>xpretty_vacant @ 2007-07-15T15:57:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-15T20:59:41Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-15T20:59:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"Harold is part of a society where he has no personal importance and existentially, therefore, he is without meaning. Maude, however, has survived and lives a life rich with meaning. It is in this existential crisis, shown against the backdrop of the Vietnam War, that we see the difference of how one culture, Harold, is handling one meaningless war, while another has experienced and lived beyond another war that produced a crisis of meaning, the Holocaust."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got glasses. They will be ready tomorrow. My birthday is coming up soon, and I hope something fun happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/jakesobliterated/glasses02.jpg" border="1"&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xpretty_vacant:174846</id>
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    <title>xpretty_vacant @ 2007-06-24T20:45:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-25T01:46:54Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-25T01:47:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;"As Ray Porter watches Mirabelle walk away he feels a loss. How is it possible, he thinks, to miss a woman whom he kept at a distance so that when she was gone he would not miss her. Only then does he realize that wanting part of her and not all of her had hurt them both and how he cannot justify his actions except that... well... it was life." &lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>xpretty_vacant @ 2007-05-29T15:29:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-29T20:30:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-29T20:30:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well, maybe there's a god above &lt;br /&gt;but all i've ever learned from love &lt;br /&gt;was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you &lt;br /&gt;it's not a cry that you hear at night &lt;br /&gt;it's not somebody who's seen the light &lt;br /&gt;it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xpretty_vacant:170912</id>
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    <title>chubby cheekz</title>
    <published>2007-05-18T23:29:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-18T23:29:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Action News 5</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, my cheeks may be comparable to the size of Kelly Osbourne's, but my feet are tingling from all the pain medication so it's all okay. I really need to put some ice on my cheeks. I'm slightly careless when it comes to my body -- As in, I've done everything they dentist told me not to do.. and almost nothing they told me to actually do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should come visit me. How could you resist.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a161/jakecasey/misc/Jake02.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha ha ha&lt;br /&gt;I have no shame.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xpretty_vacant:170634</id>
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    <title>living under a rock</title>
    <published>2007-05-16T03:21:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-16T03:21:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"I make music because I have a void to fill. Make no mistake about it - everyone in the entertainment industry is where they are because of the way they've chosen to fill in that void. I'm an artist, not a CPA. I'm not normal by conventional social standards, and I'll never be, so maybe I should stop worrying and just embrace the insanity a bit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;b&gt;John Mayer&lt;/b&gt;, in his &lt;a href="http://johnmayer.com/blog#339" target="blank"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xpretty_vacant:170050</id>
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    <title>oh how i miss everything</title>
    <published>2007-05-06T07:12:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-06T07:12:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sorrows</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Cross my heart, hope to die&lt;br /&gt;I swear I wont say what happened that night&lt;br /&gt;So starting today things are gonna be all right&lt;br /&gt;Your best you tried, and yeah you did fine&lt;br /&gt;No better than fine, perfect in my mind&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I wish your heart was mine&lt;br /&gt;And I can hear the memory in my ears&lt;br /&gt;Back to the years and all those tears&lt;br /&gt;But hear me when I say Im glad we steered that way&lt;br /&gt;Because now were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to get away? get in the car we can leave today&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to celebrate our just made little holiday? &lt;br /&gt;Cus now today is your day&lt;br /&gt;All that stuff you used to take&lt;br /&gt;Im glad you threw all that away cus now you look so great&lt;br /&gt;You never need to be afraid just know yuo went the right way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because even though we never get things right&lt;br /&gt;And it gets so hard just saying well keep trying&lt;br /&gt;Its mine to decide when ill be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know youre going crazy (crazy)&lt;br /&gt;But happy is all that you make me (all you make me)&lt;br /&gt;And things are gonna get better baby&lt;br /&gt;I know everything went wrong ok (ok)&lt;br /&gt;But now its time to get some better days (some better days)&lt;br /&gt;Cus I dont want to keep acting this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cus man I know we never get things right&lt;br /&gt;And it gets so old just saying well keep trying&lt;br /&gt;But its mine to decide when and if ill be alright..&lt;br /&gt;And thats just a thing that take time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So keep going till you know when its time, when its right&lt;br /&gt;Keep showing yourself in that light&lt;br /&gt;Cus back in school man that gets cruel&lt;br /&gt;But one thing is true is that man now look at you&lt;br /&gt;Your heart is big enough for two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I can hear the memories in my ears&lt;br /&gt;Back to the years and all those tears&lt;br /&gt;But hear me when I say Im glad because were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know youre going crazy (crazy)&lt;br /&gt;But happy is all that you make me (you make me)&lt;br /&gt;And things are gonna get better baby&lt;br /&gt;I know everything went wrong ok (ok)&lt;br /&gt;But now its time to get some better days (better days)&lt;br /&gt;Cus I dont want to keep acting this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cus man I know we never get things right&lt;br /&gt;And it gets so old just saying well keep trying&lt;br /&gt;But its mine to decide when and if ill be alright..&lt;br /&gt;And thats just a thing that take time</content>
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    <title>new Jake Casey</title>
    <published>2007-04-24T16:24:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-24T16:26:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, clothes really do make the man.&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a161/jakecasey/Vainbucket/Jake217.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a161/jakecasey/Vainbucket/Jake216.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a161/jakecasey/Vainbucket/Jake218.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a161/jakecasey/Vainbucket/Jake219.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt; kind of weird, y/n?&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>north east west south</title>
    <published>2007-04-10T12:44:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-10T12:44:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Why do human beings insist on being so unbelievably difficult in even doing the simplest of tasks? -- I've got to stay on task today. It's been a long while since sleep has failed me, &amp; I'm my question is.. 'Will I bring it?' - I can if I stay on task. My task being, well, anything that involves concentration. Paper, a pen. A marker for drawing a big 'X' on the blonde bitch that I pay for skin cancer laser light beds. Not on her hand, though. That could be mistaken for something cool, or something that's apparently totally uncool nowadays. Either option could go both ways, really. Different strokes for different folks. Different folks sing different notes at karaoke bars on Friday nights. The challenge was thrown my way, but a b-b-blizzard snow storm blew us to a McDonalds for a free for blizzard snow storms special. I like the cold, as it knows. But in Memphis, snow doesn't stay long enough for you to really enjoy it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act II is soon to come.&lt;br /&gt;Or.. Maybe just some photos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.</content>
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    <title>xpretty_vacant @ 2007-04-04T22:09:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-05T03:09:41Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-05T03:09:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"And all the feelings I have felt are because I wanted to feel them, all the things I have done have been done because I wanted to do them. The goals I have accomplished have been accomplished because I wanted to accomplish them. Everything emotion I have felt, I have wanted. I have wanted every action that I have done and that has been done to me. It is only because of me. There is only me. There is only me to blame."</content>
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    <title>reading</title>
    <published>2007-03-28T00:13:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-28T00:16:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"All the book learning in the world, all the "ideas," will not enable one to play Hedda Gabler, and all the gab about the "arc of the character" and "I based my performance on.." is gibberish. There is no arc of the character, and one can no more base a performance on an idea than one can base a love affair on an idea. These phrases are nothing but talismans of the actor to enable him or her to ward off evil, and he evil they attempt to ward off is the terrifying unforeseen." - David Mamet</content>
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    <title>play date</title>
    <published>2007-03-16T19:10:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-19T10:14:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a161/jakecasey/Vainbucket/Jake148.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a161/jakecasey/Vainbucket/Jake142.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a161/jakecasey/Vainbucket/Jake137.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a161/jakecasey/Vainbucket/Jake138.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a161/jakecasey/Vainbucket/Jake143.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a161/jakecasey/Vainbucket/Jake141.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a161/jakecasey/Vainbucket/Jake140.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a161/jakecasey/Vainbucket/Jake146.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a161/jakecasey/Vainbucket/Jake149.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a161/jakecasey/Vainbucket/Jake147.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a161/jakecasey/Vainbucket/Jake145.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a161/jakecasey/Vainbucket/Jake144.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>Some real emotion might be nice.</title>
    <published>2007-02-18T09:09:00Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-18T09:10:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hey, you &amp; me should get out of here. Or maybe go out less.. Because we're at our very best when our only plans are to make plans with the sun to pay us a visit every morning before we go to sleep together in my bed. Do you find yourself wishing your home is where my heart is? It can be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided it's better to write like there's someone to write about as opposed to either not writing at all, or forcing out pathetic 'love you, love me not' bulletins. My money's on self-fulfilling prophecies &amp; trying to remember that I'm just a kid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you.</content>
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    <title>love's lost it's greatest hero</title>
    <published>2007-02-11T22:59:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-11T23:00:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"I know you don’t love me but…&lt;br /&gt;Can I sit in your char?&lt;br /&gt;It looks so comfortable way over there.&lt;br /&gt;I won’t break it I swear. &lt;br /&gt;I just need a place to sit down in this how winter air&lt;br /&gt;So can I sit in your chair? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you don’t love me but..&lt;br /&gt;Can I sleep in your bed?&lt;br /&gt;Because you see, my bed is uh.. Dead. &lt;br /&gt;I’ll sleep at the foot, and you at the head. &lt;br /&gt;It’s good for the blood, or so I’ve read.&lt;br /&gt;So can I sleep in your bed? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't love me but..&lt;br /&gt;Will you dance with me?&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, no one will see.&lt;br /&gt;I know the electric 1-2-3&lt;br /&gt;So will you make me that lucky?&lt;br /&gt;Will you give one little dance to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you don’t love me but..&lt;br /&gt;Will you hold my hand? &lt;br /&gt;Just tell them I’m with the band.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t have to be grand.&lt;br /&gt;Or I can just sit while you stand,&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t want to hold my hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you don’t love me but…&lt;br /&gt;Can we be together?&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t mean forever. &lt;br /&gt;It’s just that now is slowly becoming never.&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t want to be without,&lt;br /&gt;When it’s time to go to the place that is better&lt;br /&gt;So can we be together? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you don’t love me but..&lt;br /&gt;I love you."</content>
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    <title>dearest you.</title>
    <published>2007-02-08T16:21:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-08T16:21:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Remember me, I used to be the best time buddy&lt;br /&gt;That you couldn't wait to see&lt;br /&gt;But getting old, it takes its toll&lt;br /&gt;And hearts getting broken lead to people growing cold</content>
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    <title>changing</title>
    <published>2007-01-06T06:01:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-06T06:12:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Capote</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v408/jakesobliterated/Misc/warholentry02.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;"I'm the type who'd be happy not going anywhere as long as I was sure I knew exactly what was happening at the places I wasn't going to. I'm the type who'd like to sit home and watch every party that I'm invited to on a monitor in my bedroom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Andy Warhol&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;</content>
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    <title>Friends Only</title>
    <published>2005-08-19T14:07:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-06T06:07:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a161/jakecasey/Graphics/Jake04.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment to be considered.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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