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  <title>Renee L. Osterberger</title>
  <subtitle>Renee L. Osterberger</subtitle>
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    <name>Renee L. Osterberger</name>
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  <updated>2009-12-03T22:33:12Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:birdcalll:56985</id>
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    <title>birdcalll @ 2009-12-03T17:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-03T22:31:35Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-03T22:33:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="hw"&gt;hab&amp;middot;it&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;hab'it, &lt;em&gt;n.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A disposition or involuntary tendency to act constantly in a certain manner, usually acquired by frequent repetition; an addiction or usage; as, the &lt;em&gt;habit&lt;/em&gt; of smoking, &lt;em&gt;habit&lt;/em&gt; of fault finding; a customary condition, constitution, or characteristic trait&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:birdcalll:56824</id>
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    <title>happy holidays motherfuckers</title>
    <published>2009-11-26T17:11:40Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-26T17:15:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the broadways</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;third graders holding hands&lt;br /&gt;indians and pilgrims celebrating newfound lands&lt;br /&gt; they tried to teach me that at school&lt;br /&gt; make the white man look superior, it's always been their rule&lt;br /&gt; now I can't believe we celebrate Thanksgiving as a holiday of unity and peace&lt;br /&gt; if I had my way, we'd all dress in black&lt;br /&gt; and daddy would serve up the white meat&lt;br /&gt; 'cause genocide is nothing to celebrate, extinction doesn't deserve a parade&lt;br /&gt; and we perpetuate these lies with the turkeys that we buy&lt;br /&gt; I tried explaining to my mom but she's too afraid to admit to herself&lt;br /&gt; that her race is a killing machine&lt;br /&gt; take a look around your town and who do you see?&lt;br /&gt; the Native American is surprisingly absent in his own indigenous land&lt;br /&gt; do you want to know why? it's 'cause we killed them all&lt;br /&gt; it's not that hard to understand&lt;br /&gt; so I go to college and you know what I learned?&lt;br /&gt; that 80 million people were killed&lt;br /&gt;by my grandpa, your grandpa, and all of their friends&lt;br /&gt; they bleached out our continent but that's not the end&lt;br /&gt; the last full blooded Aborigine died a century ago&lt;br /&gt; if it's possible there's a place in the southern hemisphere&lt;br /&gt; with a history even worse than our own&lt;br /&gt; no one finds it peculiar&lt;br /&gt; that a tropical island is full of people just like you and me&lt;br /&gt; but Australia's a piece of shit floating in the Pacific&lt;br /&gt; buoyed by the blood of the Aborigine&lt;br /&gt; buoyed by the blood of the Aborigine.&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:birdcalll:56431</id>
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    <title>birdcalll @ 2009-11-15T18:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-16T00:19:32Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-16T00:21:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>violent femmes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;just last night I was reminded of&lt;br /&gt;just how bad it had gotten and&lt;br /&gt;just how sick I had become.&lt;br /&gt;but it could change with this relationship&lt;br /&gt;de-derange, we've all been through some shit &lt;br /&gt;and if we're a thing&lt;br /&gt;I think this thing's begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first of all:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gordon Gano and I would probably get along pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck I-75.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having time to think can be a burden sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;especially when you are an expert at over analyzing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p.s.&lt;/strong&gt; - what the hell is up with people lately?&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:birdcalll:56217</id>
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    <title>birdcalll @ 2009-11-08T22:58:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-09T04:19:26Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-09T04:19:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;remember how things used to seem a lot more exciting when you were a kid? how anticipatory stomach-fluttering would prevent you from feeling tired the night before christmas, even though all you wanted to do was fall asleep in order to wake up in a new day and open presents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been getting that feeling a lot lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:birdcalll:55977</id>
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    <title>note to self:</title>
    <published>2009-11-06T00:33:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-06T00:34:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;You're a big gross dummy bitch&lt;br /&gt;stop smoking and drinking so much&lt;br /&gt;those crutches are broken and will never help you stand upright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;&lt;img height="206" width="300" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_B63gpkuplYM/R6OUYQM9bUI/AAAAAAAABU8/Wy6i9D5xcsk/S700/Brule-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for your health.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:birdcalll:55596</id>
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    <title>birdcalll @ 2009-11-01T23:39:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-02T04:41:53Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-02T04:41:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;I feed off of the personalities of others, and baby, you've got me full.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:birdcalll:54800</id>
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    <title>round two...</title>
    <published>2009-10-23T05:44:09Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-23T05:47:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;I have this horrible habit of jumping from relationship to relationship without giving myself any free time. I jump from person to person because I don't like being alone, obviously. I'm starting to realize that I never let myself get &amp;quot;over&amp;quot; someone because I move on to something new to help detract from the leftover feelings I have for someone else. I understand that my behavior is incredibly selfish and probably the reason I can't make a relationship last longer than a year. I don't think I even know what it's like to be in a healthy relationship...or maybe I do and I just wanted more. I'm tired of letting myself get hurt over and over again. I need to do something to change this, but what the fuck would that be? I feel like I've tried several times to change my dating patterns, yet somehow it always ends up the same. I've been told that I should just stay single for a year and see what comes of it. I highly doubt that I could do it. dating someone because you're sad and lonely is about the worst thing you can do, trust me, I'm a seasoned professional. you'll just end up trying to find all of the solutions to your problems in someone who is doing the same thing to you, and when you both come up empty handed, regret starts to settle in and you end up more miserable than when you started (only now you're having meaningless sex). I wish I could stand on my own two feet for once. I need to stop relying on other people to solve my problems for me. I'm probably the biggest pussy I know...or maybe the second, but fuck it. I didn't start dating until I was eighteen years old; a little over four years ago. I have dated five people since then. one of those relationships wasn't even real, so I guess you could say that I average about one person a year. it's not all that bad when I lay it out like that...or is it? I can't imagine going an entire year without having someone to call, kiss, or do special things for. I enjoy the build-up, but I hate the middle and end. however, the idea of a fleeting relationship in which nothing is gained or lost has never done much for me either. I need commitment, even though I can't handle it. I wonder if I'll ever actually get to say &amp;quot;I love you&amp;quot; and mean/receive it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:birdcalll:54558</id>
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    <title>birdcalll @ 2009-10-22T23:22:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-23T03:43:24Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-26T03:40:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the smiths</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;I am a mess of emotions right now. I haven't been able to eat due to nerves. all I do is drink and smoke. I hate how life has a repetitious quality that I can't seem to shake. I think I'm just a sucker for the people who can hurt me the most. I'm pretty sure I'd be better off sitting at home by myself and smoking all day. I wish I could find what I'm looking for instead of tricking myself into believing that I've found it. I need pills...or a good friend. not to say that my friends aren't great, I just want someone to have real talk with. I'm going to schedule my late fall classes tomorrow. I still need to get all of my shots and blood tests before winter. I'm dreading working in a hospital for an entire term. I keep thinking about skipping a term just so I don't have to get shots. I'm a puss-and-a-half. speaking of puss...I have to go to the gynecologist tomorrow also. boo&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>birdcalll @ 2009-09-13T17:13:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-13T21:19:21Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-13T21:20:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the jesus and mary chain</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;there comes a point in life where you either accept whatever you're doing and just exist,&lt;br /&gt;or stop talking about what you used to be and do something completely different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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