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  <title>There is Force in My Fruit</title>
  <subtitle>There is Force in My Fruit</subtitle>
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    <name>There is Force in My Fruit</name>
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  <updated>2008-04-25T05:44:32Z</updated>
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    <title>devilsaredhead @ 2008-04-25T01:44:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-25T05:44:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-25T05:44:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Welp... secrets out.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:devilsaredhead:129326</id>
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    <title>Hey Mama</title>
    <published>2007-11-19T05:28:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-19T05:28:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="2" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't something I would normally be affected by-- but this is a total exception. I've always really liked Kanye West, even when he goes on for hours about how awesome he is...he's unapologetic and charming. When I found out his mother died I got really wrapped into the story of how close they were and how her sudden death really, openly devastated him. A couple of nights ago in Paris he tried to perform the song "Hey Mama" (which he wrote for her) and broke down visibly on stage. &lt;br /&gt;Watch this clip-- and not because you want to see someone cry or be really sad but because there is something really inspiring about this larger than life artist becoming very small and real and human and how suddenly, from his band members consoling him to the way the crowd reacts, he's got this stadium of support. It's really moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kind of reminds me that we all love each other still.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:devilsaredhead:129144</id>
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    <title>Some of these things are important.</title>
    <published>2007-10-03T17:19:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-03T17:19:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I forgot to tell you what was so awesome about that weekend. Um. I will later. It was fun, though, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;I am currently sick and even though I should be rolling around obsessing about how I good I don't feel-- I feel pretty good because I came onto livejournal and found really sweet presents for me (that I don't really deserve. I'll write you soon, I swear.) and so I need to make a list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to remember today: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How lucky I am. (Remember you were called/checked up on all day.)&lt;br /&gt;How lucky I am. (Remember that you made a promise that you would call if you needed anything, ANYTHING at all to help you get better.)&lt;br /&gt;How lucky I am. (That you selfishly overreacted for the 7,000th time and you were forgiven...again...for the 7,000th time. And this is why you're sick and you deserve it. Promise yourself you'll try your hardest not to go crazy next month.)&lt;br /&gt;Justin Timberlake. &lt;br /&gt;Paula Abdul's stupid reality show on YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;Some awesome show dates coming up!&lt;br /&gt;Still being a Muse. &lt;br /&gt;Ebay.&lt;br /&gt;That mixed CD. (It's got you writing, finally.)&lt;br /&gt;Jamie's HOME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a sort of surreal feeling being this openly in love with my life and also openly in pain. It's like being really over caffeinated.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:devilsaredhead:128993</id>
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    <title>Captain Corral in Raleigh</title>
    <published>2007-09-16T15:19:07Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-17T04:43:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Last night was so fun! Remind me to tell you why.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:devilsaredhead:128666</id>
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    <title>Karaoke competition</title>
    <published>2007-09-06T22:25:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-06T22:25:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is totally worth posting: &lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend's parents and my parents are meeting each other tomorrow night in Wilmington. &lt;br /&gt;At a gay bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that awesome?! Ha!</content>
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    <title>What the Dali Lama says</title>
    <published>2007-09-05T05:29:51Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-05T05:30:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Take this thing, it's neat.&lt;br /&gt;(Also, take it lots of times...that way my wish will come true kthx)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://memoriter.net/flash/test.html"&gt;http://memoriter.net/flash/test.html&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:devilsaredhead:128170</id>
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    <title>That's about it.</title>
    <published>2007-09-02T23:49:15Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-02T23:49:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://image1.stylemob.com/gallery2/main.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&amp;amp;g2_itemId=138143&amp;amp;g2_serialNumber=2" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a sweet vacuum cleaner in the background, am I right!?</content>
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    <title>devilsaredhead @ 2007-06-10T17:31:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-10T21:32:30Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-10T21:32:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't think this would ever happen if I were beautiful.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:devilsaredhead:127509</id>
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    <title>Unbelievable.</title>
    <published>2007-04-17T17:05:03Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-17T17:05:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If you've got any prayers in you at all... pray for Blacksburg, Virginia.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:devilsaredhead:127273</id>
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    <title>devilsaredhead @ 2007-04-13T01:23:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-13T05:24:43Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-13T19:45:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tonight was so absolutely fantastic. So many special people were there...I just can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, world.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:devilsaredhead:127032</id>
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    <title>devilsaredhead @ 2007-03-07T16:52:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-07T21:53:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-07T21:53:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tonight at eight my life will change.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:devilsaredhead:126778</id>
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    <title>Hm.</title>
    <published>2007-02-20T05:53:03Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-20T05:53:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I'm supposed to be making lesson plans for class tomorrow but instead I am really thinking about this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I or shouldn't I go see Slayer on Thursday?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:devilsaredhead:126527</id>
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    <title>More Videos!</title>
    <published>2007-01-21T19:17:45Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-21T19:19:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=1779705630"&gt;Bellafea w. Bibis (3) at Local 506&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Invalid video URL.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.addToProfileConfirm&amp;amp;videoid=1779705630&amp;amp;title=Bellafea w. Bibis (3) at Local 506"&gt;Add to My Profile&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.home"&gt;  More Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it says invalid URL-- the link works. Check it out!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:devilsaredhead:126334</id>
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    <title>Oh, I was so silly in 2007!</title>
    <published>2007-01-03T17:16:07Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-03T17:16:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My friends seem to think that New Years Resolutions are lame but my New Years Resolution is not to listen to them. Also:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take matters into your hands. You know what I mean, Bibis.&lt;br /&gt;Convince him that you mean it.&lt;br /&gt;Finish the you know what.&lt;br /&gt;Teach at three more schools.&lt;br /&gt;New car/Japan trip. (I did this one last year too.)&lt;br /&gt;Remind yourself to simply be yourself. Things will go smoothly this way.&lt;br /&gt;Wear something shiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. Now I can look back at these next year and laugh.</content>
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    <title>So!</title>
    <published>2006-12-30T23:57:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-30T23:59:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I'm thinking about this band Devics that I've heard.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I felt bad for my poor ole' journal...so here's some amateur video from the Christmas show at the Cats Cradle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=1626660560"&gt;Bellafea, “We Three Kings” w. Bibis Ellison&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Invalid video URL.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.addToProfileConfirm&amp;amp;videoid=1626660560&amp;amp;title=Bellafea, “We Three Kings” w. Bibis Ellison"&gt;Add to My Profile&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.home"&gt;  More Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...It says invalid URL...but it works. I don't know what I'm doing.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:devilsaredhead:125806</id>
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    <title>devilsaredhead @ 2006-10-10T16:34:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-10T16:34:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-11T15:27:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just needed to let somebody know that I dreamt I was outside, maybe, or in my grandfathers house, maybe...where on one of the old rustic end tables in his den there was a huge lake with a lifeguard stand that some faceless, aged rockstar was sitting (maybe Elvis Costello) and I was hanging out with Tori Amos and she was telling me about one of her songs and what it meant word for word, and it had something to do with the mafia forcing her to plant weed and as she was telling me this mafia person dressed in a linen suit gave us this big bag and told us we had to plant it...and so I started doing so while nameless rocker lifeguard was watching...and she decided to help me...and eventually we had the whole top layer of this lake covered with this hardening film of pot. We had to get the middle of the lake as well, so we slid underneath the layer and went underwater and she asked me what song I wanted to hear and it was "Marianne" and she explained everything about Marianne and I was thinking of how prolific everything sounded and couldn't believe it and we were cracking the top of the lake like creme brule from beneath the surface like the mermaids we were supposed to be and I woke up totally inspired and with a couple show ideas and what in the world does that mean?</content>
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    <title>Have you given up on me?</title>
    <published>2006-10-03T23:15:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-03T23:16:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today I taught a class of four and five year olds and moved down the classroom to a class of two and three year olds. There really is an extreme difference in these two age groups and I need to get used to that, I think. Teaching kids to use their singing voices and keep a steady beat is harder than you would imagine. It is also hard to deal with incredibly catty women who give you a hundred mean looks for no apparent reason. It is also very difficult to go from having very little professional responsibility to having this really serious investment- a job that leaves you planning for the next day well into  the evening. I was walking through a parking lot on one of the colder mornings recently and it dawned on me that the awkward clack of high heels and the faint smell of perfume was me, that I was less than a month from twenty five, it was seven in the morning ...and that this was &lt;i&gt;serious.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a rough mix of the song "Julie" last weekend. It has taken a little while to get used to. I decided on a slower more melodic version as to keep the more angry, faster version something unique for the live shows...and it's hard to get used to hearing. It's good, I think, but different. &lt;br /&gt;This is why I never finish a recording. I love you as much as I love my songs and I don't want to let you down. But I've held my tongue and mulled through it. It's almost done!</content>
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    <title>Growing Up.</title>
    <published>2006-09-15T05:04:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-15T05:05:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So. &lt;br /&gt;What you should know:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am recording in Charlotte sparatically through the weekends. The official EP /Demo thing will be released soon. (Early fall.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned how to grow things. Like flowers. My hair. And herbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got sad, which motivated me to do things that didn't make me sad, and I ended up with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Falling in Love &lt;br /&gt;2. Becoming a preschool music teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a preschool music teacher and the satisfaction in that is really amazing. So is being in love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.</content>
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    <title>Tim Barry of Avail!</title>
    <published>2006-08-09T07:01:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-09T07:02:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Saturday, August 12th&lt;br /&gt;The Reservoir&lt;br /&gt;Chapel Hill, NC&lt;br /&gt;Ten PM&lt;br /&gt;Free to Members&lt;br /&gt;(Please donate to bands!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim Barry (of Avail)&lt;br /&gt;Josh Small (Richmond VA)&lt;br /&gt;Bibis Ellison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.reservoirbar.net&lt;br /&gt;www.myspace.com/bibisellison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>Story of my life</title>
    <published>2006-05-05T04:39:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-05T04:39:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">THIS IS AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have a rabid appreciation for your efforts to make this world a steamier, wilder, more lyrical labyrinth. Thank you for all the entertaining mysteries you conjure so regularly. You are a true Puzzle Master, both in the sense that you create beautiful enigmas and that you solve seemingly impossible riddles. Having said that, though, I want to beg you to ease up on the drama for a while. Now and then there come times when you get so heavy and thick with obsessive longing and complicated emotions that you're in danger of imploding. This is such a moment. So lighten up, please. Consider indulging in the pleasures of harmless fun and frivolous diversions for a few days."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- Free Will Astrology, Independent Weekly, week of May 4th, 2006.</content>
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    <title>Vroom Sputter "Off the Gas!" Sputter Vroom!</title>
    <published>2006-04-02T21:45:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-02T21:45:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mirah</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So the whole driving a stick shift thing is going really well. Beautiful has made a really sublime teacher, and a patient one at that, as he's only really panicked  with me a couple of times. His voice sort of skirts the line of total fear and collected control which keeps me from shutting down completely. I think my biggest problem at this point is that I let off the clutch in its entirety too soon so the car kind of stutters and it's a rocky start. This only really happens in first and second, though. Highway driving, despite jelly legs, isn't so bad. We drove to Raleigh and back today. Thanks for all the tips! I'm kind of surprised at the amount of personal messages I've received and even though I'm a little self conscious that you're all terrified to be on the road for the next few months, I appreciate the sentiment. It was really helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO SEE V FOR VENDETTA.&lt;br /&gt;If you have, talk to me about it.</content>
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    <title>devilsaredhead @ 2006-03-24T00:54:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-24T05:57:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-24T05:57:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I finally got a car. A good friend of mine sold me his 1991 Subaru for the cost of general touch up repairs and I'm really, really excited about it. The only thing is...I don't know how to drive a stick shift. &lt;br /&gt;I drove it for the second time today (with a horrified Katie in the car) and there was so much sputtering and stalling that we both were on the verge of tears. &lt;br /&gt;Any words of wisdom? &lt;br /&gt;Or general condolences?</content>
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    <title>devilsaredhead @ 2006-03-08T00:26:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-08T05:27:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-08T05:28:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Seamless and careful and untangled.&lt;br /&gt;That's how it went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played that Cure Song last night and cried for all the right reasons. I only hope you know me this well.</content>
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    <title>Wrapped Around Your Finger.</title>
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    <content type="html">I think even with everything right in the world I still will always dread the 6th of March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But instead of running away this year, I booked a show. That's got to mean something. And maybe I'll see the ocean just a couple days beforehand?</content>
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    <title>I sure do like being called your lady friend.</title>
    <published>2006-02-17T18:41:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-26T19:37:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The weather is a rebel. It's been so amazingly warm these past few days. I think George, who just got back from Europe, might've brought some weather with him...or maybe Vincent did when he came back from the West Coast. It will fight hard until tomorrow, we hear, when Winter will take us back and we'll all go indoors and eat things we shouldn't becausewe'rewearingpuffycoatsanyway. I haven't been sleeping well. Not in the way where I am sad or scared but I think it might be because I'm really excited about everything in my life right now. The only thing that makes me really lonely is the lack of ocean in my life. It gets to the point now where something will happen and I look up from the concrete and I can smell it and almost taste it and then I remember I'm on my way to the bank before I go to work and afterwards I will have to practice my nonregional accent for this neat voice over job I've gotten.&lt;br /&gt;I am not beginning to think that there wasn't really a reason for this post, as  I don't really like to think that I'm giving you an update...but I'll tell you this: Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;That's all I wanted to say, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That and I really like to play the piano during my sets.</content>
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