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  <title>Steven Patrick Morrissey</title>
  <subtitle>Steven Patrick Morrissey</subtitle>
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    <name>Steven Patrick Morrissey</name>
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  <updated>2007-10-29T22:32:51Z</updated>
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    <title>manofmeans @ 2007-10-29T18:25:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-29T22:32:51Z</published>
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    <lj:music>cooing of the birds</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I was alarmed to wake up in the tub. I haven't sleep-walked since I was quite small, which is slightly worrysome. Will worry about it in the morning; meanwhile I shall attempt to stumble back to bed without tripping on Johnny's stuffed pony.</content>
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    <title>manofmeans @ 2007-10-21T19:19:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-21T23:24:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-21T23:25:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>George Michael OMG</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My leg is healing up quite alright. I phoned the local police station to report a cougar attack but was instead redirected to a drug rehabilitation center. Can't fathom what that was all about.&lt;br /&gt;Johnny is still asleep and I shall sneak in a quick shower before he wakes. He must have had a nightmare; I woke up with him gripping me tightly.</content>
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    <title>manofmeans @ 2007-10-03T18:25:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-03T22:46:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-03T22:46:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm still finding dried up leaves in various corners of my clothes. Yesterday feels like a dream. We ended up falling asleep in the field for a while. When we woke up it was already dark. It's around noon now and we're out of every possible food item. I think I'll quickly go down to the Tesco. I feel rather like buying a cake. With lots of blue frosting.</content>
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    <title>manofmeans @ 2007-09-20T19:32:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-20T23:35:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-20T23:35:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Gnomes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I slept for the first time in 48 hours. I am so relieved Johnny is back. I can't fathom how he is so kind to me. To forgive it all... Or at least I hope he has. I can't worry about it any longer, though. I'll just foolishly attempt to make it up to him.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:manofmeans:3104</id>
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    <title>manofmeans @ 2007-09-10T18:26:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-10T22:54:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-10T22:54:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just woke up from an interesting dream. I rarely have detailed dreams I can remember, which makes it all the more strange. Feeling a bit down for no particular reason. At least I found my NHS glasses lodged between the cushions of the sofa.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:manofmeans:2953</id>
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    <title>manofmeans @ 2007-09-08T19:13:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-08T23:16:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-08T23:16:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was awakened by the rain. Seems like it's been raining nearly everyday now. The thunder is devastatingly loud. I suppose I'll crawl back into bed after making myself a cup of tea.</content>
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    <title>manofmeans @ 2007-08-31T11:40:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-31T15:44:40Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-31T15:44:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Roxy Music</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm feeling a bit better. My voice is still a bit off though. I sound like a trucker, which I suppose can come in useful in some way.&lt;br /&gt;Johnny is off to finals today. I better go on and make him breakfast. He needs his strength.</content>
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    <title>manofmeans @ 2007-08-27T19:14:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-27T23:21:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-27T23:23:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sparks</lj:music>
    <content type="html">We had din din at Mum's yesterday. It went splendedly. Looking at Johnny's parents, I realise how fortunate I am. Putting aside the fact of my father.&lt;br /&gt;Johnny's taking a nap on the couch. He's mumbling something about jaffa cakes and Terry Wogan. Better wake him up.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:manofmeans:2181</id>
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    <title>manofmeans @ 2007-08-24T19:05:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-24T23:08:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-24T23:12:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've been awake for a while, watching Johnny sleep... and a bit of Coronation Street reruns. Still can't quite fathom how all this could happen to him all at once. I feel terribly guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should wake him up soon, if he does not on his own accord. We get to leave soon.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:manofmeans:1943</id>
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    <title>manofmeans @ 2007-08-21T19:29:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-21T23:34:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-21T23:34:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I ended up going to prom with Johnny. Prom, out of all things. He's chaging me so much, it's frightening at times. Though, when I shut up the reluctant side of my brain, it was lovely. I wouldn't take it back for anything.</content>
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    <title>manofmeans @ 2007-08-10T19:19:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-10T23:33:06Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-10T23:33:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>CAWK</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm moving in with Johnny today; can hardly believe it. I was already put in the midset of spending the rest of my life on Kings Road. We're supposed to go over there in a little bit. Still haven't told Mum. I am absolutely dreading it.</content>
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    <title>manofmeans @ 2007-07-20T18:58:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-20T23:01:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-20T23:01:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I woke up unnecessarily early. Johnny is still asleep. It feels so surreal to wake up with somebody else next to me. I wish I knew the right thing to say to him. Almost everytime I touch him he flinches. If only I was one of those skinhead, macho types; I would kick that bigot's face in. But, alas, I'm useless...</content>
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    <title>manofmeans @ 2007-05-28T20:28:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-29T00:32:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-29T00:32:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I can't stop pacing. This is why I don't get attached to people; its only outcome is distress. It shouldn't be any of my concern. I'm going to sit back with a book and a cup of tea and stop thinking about what he might be doing right now. And how much he's had to drink. And how it's all my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I kidding, I'm going to go looking for him.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:manofmeans:839</id>
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    <title>manofmeans @ 2007-05-18T19:39:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-18T23:42:14Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-18T23:42:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've been sitting and looking at the phone for about an hour now. I can't gather the courage to call him, for some reason. Just as well, though, I guess. &lt;br /&gt;I'm off to the library now.</content>
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    <title>I was bored before I even began</title>
    <published>2007-05-07T20:57:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-07T20:58:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Puppet on a String - Sandie Shaw</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It's been five months on the dole now. I've been living entirely on black beans, orange juice, and Sandie Shaw records. I was meaning to go to the library today, but something kept me in. Like some twist of fate was going to come knocking on my door this very day...</content>
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