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  <title>Da Little Polar Bear's Winter Wonderland</title>
  <subtitle>...she is ice cream...</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>katrina</name>
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  <updated>2008-04-29T22:45:27Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lil_poluh_buh:3891</id>
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    <title>lil_poluh_buh @ 2008-04-29T18:45:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-29T22:45:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-29T22:45:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"been a long time &lt;br /&gt;since i got along fine &lt;br /&gt;since i felt my own rhythm &lt;br /&gt;running down my spine" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been a long time since i've posted on lj, huh?&lt;br /&gt;sorry i've been such a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;feeling rather introspective at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;will post more when i decide to crawl out of my shell again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.thankx.bye.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lil_poluh_buh:3664</id>
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    <title>yes...dreamy...that's right i said it.....YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title>
    <published>2005-11-28T22:55:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-28T22:55:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Mr. Croup: What do you want? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Marquis De Carabas: What does anybody want? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Vandemaar: Dead things... extra teeth... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da Little Polar Bear: My woman to be my wife, or husband, or something along those lines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have EVERYTHING i have ever wanted!! and to think, there is MORE to come.....yaaaaaaaaaaaay!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much else to report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd like to thank my sb for deliviering the db to my life.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lil_poluh_buh:3555</id>
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    <title>he asked me...</title>
    <published>2005-11-10T18:42:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-10T18:42:38Z</updated>
    <category term="flowers and garlands of fresh herbs"/>
    <lj:music>flutes playing and trombones</lj:music>
    <content type="html">....and i said, "oh my god yes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that, my friends, is a wonderful thing.....</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lil_poluh_buh:3219</id>
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    <title>i'm in the mood for you and for running away.....</title>
    <published>2005-11-03T20:05:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-03T20:05:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">a man in my shoes runs a light&lt;br /&gt;and all the papers lied tonight&lt;br /&gt;but falling over you&lt;br /&gt;is the news of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting in ING researching a new thyroid medicine cause mine does not work at all, wishing i was home, &lt;br /&gt;curled up next to JR in our bed. today is such a lazy day, which we need after all the hecticness that has bombarded us as of late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new closet...yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad smell...nay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...we'll see i suppose. but i did finally get to the hardware store to pick up expansion screens and plug in air fresheners so we can at least open the windows without fear of letting a ton of little creepy crawlies in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also purchased a few new movies so that we will have something to watch tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my baby + large pizza + new videos + big comfy bed = happy kat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a quiet night in is just what the doctor ordered!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lil_poluh_buh:2944</id>
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    <title>*sigh*</title>
    <published>2005-10-25T17:12:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-25T17:12:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We're damaged people-Drawn together-By subtleties that we are not aware of-Disturbed souls-Playing out forever-These games that we once thought we would be scared of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're in my arms-The world makes sense-There is no pretence-And you're crying-When you're by my side-There is no defence-I forget to sence I'm dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're damaged people-Praying for something-That doesn't come from somehwere deep inside you-Depraved souls-trusting in the one thing-The one thing that this life has not denied us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i feel the warmth of your very soul-I forget I'm cold-And crying-When your lips touch mine-And i lose control-I forget I'm old-And dying</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lil_poluh_buh:2740</id>
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    <title>my perfect future is laying on the pull out couch right in front of me...</title>
    <published>2005-10-22T04:36:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-22T04:36:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>depeche mode - somebody</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I want somebody to share&lt;br /&gt;Share the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;Share my innermost thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Know my intimate details&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who’ll stand by my side&lt;br /&gt;And give me support&lt;br /&gt;And in return&lt;br /&gt;She’ll get my support&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will listen to me&lt;br /&gt;When I want to speak&lt;br /&gt;About the world we live in&lt;br /&gt;And life in general&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though my views may be wrong&lt;br /&gt;They may even be perverted&lt;br /&gt;He’ll hear me out&lt;br /&gt;And won’t easily be converted&lt;br /&gt;To my way of thinking&lt;br /&gt;In fact he’ll often disagree&lt;br /&gt;But at the end of it all&lt;br /&gt;She will understand me&lt;br /&gt;Aaaahhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want somebody who cares&lt;br /&gt;For me passionately&lt;br /&gt;With every thought and&lt;br /&gt;With every breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who’ll help me see things&lt;br /&gt;In a different light&lt;br /&gt;All the things I detest&lt;br /&gt;I will almost like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to be tied&lt;br /&gt;To anyone’s strings&lt;br /&gt;I’m carefully trying to steer clear of&lt;br /&gt;Those things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I’m asleep&lt;br /&gt;I want somebody&lt;br /&gt;Who will put their arms around me&lt;br /&gt;And kiss me tenderly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though things like this&lt;br /&gt;Make me sick&lt;br /&gt;In a case like this&lt;br /&gt;I’ll get away with it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaahhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...everything i want, i have right in front of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how on earth did this happen??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people say karma's a bitch. well, i'd like to thank that bitch for delivering him to me and me to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he saved my life so that i would be able to share the rest of it with him...thank you thank you thank you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will say it again because you probably don't hear it enough: thank you for YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you JR...&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lil_poluh_buh:2372</id>
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    <title>i owe you a gratuitous thank you for raising him so well</title>
    <published>2005-10-04T18:36:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-04T18:36:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>tori amos - winter (deadboy's acoustic version)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;so thank you harriet and allan for the best present EVER:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;a kind, generous, respectful, thoughtful, intelligent, hard-working, ambitious, successful, talented, sweet, and absolutely&amp;nbsp;gorgeous boy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;you did&amp;nbsp;your best to raise a good son, and guess what? you succeeded beautifully! congratulations!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;he's mine now. and, trust me, i WILL appreciate him for all that he is, continue to support him in all his endevors, and be proud of him NO MATTER WHAT. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;"You say I wanted you to be proud of me&lt;br&gt;I always wanted that myself"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;so sing! dance! rejoice! go crazy! get awesome!!!! you deserve it!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and if, for some reason, you fail to realize just how lucky you are to have such a shining example of what a good child is "supposed" to be, don't fret. for i realize just how lucky i am to have him in my life and WILL NOT take him, or one second of our lives together for granted.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lil_poluh_buh:2124</id>
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    <title>Bear says "NO! HELL NO!!!" in a Spanish accent........</title>
    <published>2005-09-28T10:37:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-28T10:37:30Z</updated>
    <category term="fuck you city douchebags!!!"/>
    <lj:music>breakbeating dj dickless lopez</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am The Great Cornholio!! I need TP for my bunghole!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="5"&gt;Sorry, buddy. We're fresh out of toilet paper. But I have some parchment you can use instead.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="5"&gt;Assweepes....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="5"&gt;I do NOT want to rock down to Parchment Avenue!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;manipulate.divide.conquor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="5"&gt;Lick my ass, motherfuckers. I got a whole lot of drunken sailors ready to kick yours. (Now if only they could lay off the sauce long enough to catch some goddamn fish...I'm getting sick and tired of eating Gordon's Fish Sticks every f*ing night!!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lil_poluh_buh:1687</id>
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    <title>i'm NOT jealous of those who can............</title>
    <published>2005-09-26T03:23:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-26T03:37:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>depeche mode - policy of truth (deadboy remix)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/994/593/400/4x6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#993399"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hurricane&amp;nbsp;'A' knew them all and broke the confidence which i (silly me!) believed to be sacred...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;i swore i would NEVER let anyone get so close to me. i swore i would NEVER let anyone in again...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#cc66cc"&gt;and then i met a deadboy...and...........&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#663366"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ooops! oh my!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#330033"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he knows them all, and even a few the mighty alpha didn't&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;font size="2"&gt;(ha! and to think, you thought you knew me oh so well, little miss know it all).&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and instead of crying tears of sadness when these, &lt;u&gt;my most painful secrets&lt;/u&gt;, were shared, tears of joy flowed forth. for he allowed me to view them in a completely different light, making me see the hidden goodness which did in fact exist deep within some of the most horrible of experiences of my life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;jealous? i'm not jealous. and i don't regret a thing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;thank you JR for renewing my faith in my policy of "no regrets".&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;thank you JR for accepting me for who i am &amp;amp; for taking me as i am.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;thank you JR for causing me to shed *happy* tears on a daily basis.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;thank you JR for giving me&amp;nbsp;MY life back.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;thank you JR for wanting to be in my life.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;thank you JR for sharing your life with me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;thank you JR for wanting this life to be&amp;nbsp;OUR life. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;(this milk is OUR milk. no milk will ever be his milk)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;thank you JR for just being you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;thank you JR.&lt;/font&gt;&amp;lt;/P</content>
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    <title>The conversation went something like...</title>
    <published>2005-09-19T20:29:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-26T01:36:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>placebo - special k timo mass</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"Now Katharine, I don't want you filling up this new computer with a ton of mp3s."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry, Dad. I don't need to download any music. I'm with the dj."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I could say something inappropriate, but you're my daughter."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Such as...??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::brief pause::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Such as who's downloading who?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::dad laughs::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::i look shocked::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::jr smiles::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Actually Mr. VanHorn, it's more of a mutual upload/download relationship."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to think, people hate spending time with their parents. my father is one funny fuck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heart my daddy...and my deadboy.</content>
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    <title>YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title>
    <published>2005-09-18T21:14:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-26T01:39:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sounds of king paul vacuuming coupled w/the music in my head</lj:music>
    <content type="html">::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::&lt;br /&gt;::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::&lt;br /&gt;::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::&lt;br /&gt;::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::&lt;br /&gt;::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::&lt;br /&gt;::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::&lt;br /&gt;::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::&lt;br /&gt;::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::&lt;br /&gt;::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::&lt;br /&gt;::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::&lt;br /&gt;::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::&lt;br /&gt;::happy dance::happy dance::happy dance::...so happy together.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have made me one VERY happy little polar bear. thank you baby!!!</content>
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