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  <pubDate>Fri, 16 Nov 2007 22:20:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ooc. about elie...</title>
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  <description>After a self-given hiatus (...kind of), I&apos;m bringing my girl back for lightish role playing and some prompts every now and then. She&apos;s the one with the least angsty past/life, so I need some sort of &apos;relief&apos; from my other pup and she will be it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah. I&apos;m sorry for leaving the threads hanging when I did, but other issues came up, and... Well, long story short, she&apos;s back. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also... I&apos;m going to do some changes so they can fit to the months that she&apos;s been gone for. But it&apos;s safe to say she&apos;s no longer in New York. Not living there, at least. I have yet to figure out all the details, but for now that&apos;s as much as I know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 19 Aug 2007 21:05:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Anne!</title>
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  <description>Thank you SO much for &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/gift-details.bml?uid=12262776&amp;amp;g=2&quot;&gt;these cuties&lt;/a&gt;! How did you know I love teddy bears? :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hugs* Thank you again! You? Are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;ooc: *hugs!*&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 04 Aug 2007 00:29:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Movie Night! [for antigone_grace]</title>
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  <description>Everything was ready. Refreshments were in the refrigerator, there was a big bowl of popcorn on the coffee table in the living room, and there were all sorts of candy in the kitchen. Liam hadn&apos;t even hesitated in letting Elie borrow his apartment while he was away for the weekend, but he had given her only one instruction: to not have some wild party and destroy it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk, like she&apos;d ever do such a thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With another glance around the room, she smiled in satisfaction once she triple-checked that things were ready and settled on the couch while she waited for Anne. It had been way too long since she had had a movie night and, quite frankly, she was just thrilled that she&apos;d finally get the chance to have one again.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 04 Aug 2007 00:17:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Aaaand, I&apos;m back.</title>
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  <description>Gosh, a week. A WEEK I&apos;ve been gone for. Sorry for disappearing like that, it&apos;s just been really busy. I had work piling up since I went to London, so I had to catch up with that, and my best friend Liam moved to New York City. If I wasn&apos;t at the office, then I was with him. Poor guy, he&apos;s been having a horrible year so far, but I think the move will help him. He got a job in Manhattan, a great apartment, and he&apos;s ready to start living his life again. Well, somewhat, but at least he agreed to go with his brother to the Bahamas for the weekend, so that&apos;s good, right? It&apos;s a start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! I think I&apos;m free again to return to my usual routine. No more painting, or moving boxes, or re-arranging furniture because it doesn&apos;t &quot;flow&quot; or...something like that. Liam is way too picky. But we&apos;re done, finally. And it&apos;s good to be back. :-D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OOC: *meep* Actually, the conflict in schedules was on my end, and I apologize for leaving some threads hanging. Work, summer school, and other RL duties/problems have been getting in the way but, like Elie said, I think things have calmed down enough to bring her back in. :) On weekends my playtime on the internet is at night, but I&apos;ll try to catch up on tags until I have to log off. &amp;lt;3! *goes off to tag and make the Anne/Elie movie night post!*&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 Jul 2007 07:02:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Gee, really?</title>
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  <description>Can you guess my perfect color, too? ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://elie.mypersonality.info&quot; target=&quot;_top&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://badges.mypersonality.info/badge/0/0/5141.png&quot; alt=&quot;Click to view my Personality Profile page&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 21 Jul 2007 08:44:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Getting to know my online friends.</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TEN THINGS ABOUT YOU:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you in a relationship?:&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you happy?:&lt;br /&gt;3. Are you bored?:&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you sad?:&lt;br /&gt;5. Are you German?:&lt;br /&gt;6. Are you Irish?:&lt;br /&gt;7. Are you Asian?:&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you Mexican?:&lt;br /&gt;9. Are you African?:&lt;br /&gt;10. Are your parents still married?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN FACTS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hometown:&lt;br /&gt;2. Hair color:&lt;br /&gt;3. Hair style:&lt;br /&gt;4. Eye color:&lt;br /&gt;5. Height:&lt;br /&gt;6. Birthday:&lt;br /&gt;7. Mood:&lt;br /&gt;8. Person you like:&lt;br /&gt;9. Lefty or Righty:&lt;br /&gt;10. Favorite color:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you ever been in love?:&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you believe in love at first sight?:&lt;br /&gt;3. Why did your last relationship fail?:&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever been heartbroken?:&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you ever broken someone&apos;s heart?:&lt;br /&gt;(yeah, they skipped 6)&lt;br /&gt;7. Have you ever liked someone but never told them?:&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you afraid of commitment?:&lt;br /&gt;9. Have you kissed someone within the last week?:&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you ever had a secret admirer?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN THIS OR THAT&apos;s:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Love or lust?:&lt;br /&gt;2. Hard liquor or beer?:&lt;br /&gt;3. Cats or dogs?:&lt;br /&gt;4: A few best friends or many regular friends?:&lt;br /&gt;5. Television or internet?:&lt;br /&gt;6. Pepsi or coke?:&lt;br /&gt;7. Wild night out or romantic night in?:&lt;br /&gt;8. Black or white?:&lt;br /&gt;9. Night or day?:&lt;br /&gt;10. Aim or phone?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN HAVE Y0U EVER&apos;s:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Been caught sneaking out?:&lt;br /&gt;2. Skinny dipped?:&lt;br /&gt;3. Done something you regret?:&lt;br /&gt;4. Bungee jumped?:&lt;br /&gt;5. Been on a house boat?:&lt;br /&gt;6. Finished an entire jaw breaker?:&lt;br /&gt;7. Wanted something so badly it hurt?:&lt;br /&gt;8. Wanted an ex bf/gf back?:&lt;br /&gt;9. Cried because you lost a pet?:&lt;br /&gt;10. Wanted to disappear?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN BASICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Real name:&lt;br /&gt;2. Nickname(s):&lt;br /&gt;3. Zodiac sign:&lt;br /&gt;4. Male or female:&lt;br /&gt;6. Elementary school:&lt;br /&gt;7. Middle school:&lt;br /&gt;8. High school:&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you like your life?:&lt;br /&gt;10. Piercings and tattoos:</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 Jul 2007 05:16:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>(meta)</title>
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  <description>This is mainly for my mun to get this part of my life in order. Or...something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. How old were you when you first had sex?&lt;br /&gt;Sixteen. &lt;strike&gt;He was nineteen.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How many people have you had sex with?&lt;br /&gt;Four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How many of them were you in a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;Two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How many of them were you in love with?&lt;br /&gt;Depends what type of love we&apos;re talking about. But...&lt;i&gt;in love&lt;/i&gt;, just one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do your answers match? Are you thinking of the same people for both answers?&lt;br /&gt;No. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever had a one night stand?&lt;br /&gt;...I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you regret it?&lt;br /&gt;Not really, no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you ever had sex with someone who&apos;s name you didn&apos;t know?&lt;br /&gt;Ew, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you regret it?&lt;br /&gt;Haven&apos;t done it, so...no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you ever had an affair?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you regret it?&lt;br /&gt;See #9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Have you ever been the other woman/man?&lt;br /&gt;No. ...I don&apos;t think so, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you regret it?&lt;br /&gt;Again, see #9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Have you ever been a part of a threesome? Orgy?&lt;br /&gt;One threesome, a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Would you ever &quot;switch partners&quot; with your best friend for just one night?&lt;br /&gt;One of my best friends is married, so no. She&apos;d kill me. My other best friend is gay, and his boyfriend probably wouldn&apos;t be too thrilled. But, even if it was &quot;possible&quot;? No. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Have you ever imagined you were with someone else when you were having sex?&lt;br /&gt;Once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Is there someone you want to have sex with but haven&apos;t?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Maybe.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you think it will ever happen?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Does that person know? Would you tell him/her?&lt;br /&gt;No, and no.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 19 Jul 2007 19:36:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>So, I have a question... (From Charlie)</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;If you woke up one morning and found me in your bed, what&apos;s the first thing you&apos;d think or say?&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 19 Jul 2007 18:05:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>How cute!</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Your Score: &lt;span&gt;Sad Cookie Cat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;68% Affectionate, 48% Excitable, 51% Hungry&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://is1.okcupid.com/users/410/202/4102022445444324283/mt998786082.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are the classic Shakespearian tragedy of the lolcat universe. The sad story of a baking a cookie, succumbing to gluttony, and in turn consuming the very cookie that was to be offered. Bad grammar ensues. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To see all possible results, checka &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/journal?pid=16057073667375255014&amp;amp;tuid=4102022445444324283&quot;&gt;dis&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/tests/6348388576689378978/Which-Lolcat-Are-You-&quot;&gt;The Which Lolcat Are You? Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/profile?u=GumOtaku&quot;&gt;GumOtaku&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com&quot;&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/online.dating.persona.test&quot;&gt;The Dating Persona Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 Jul 2007 07:35:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>muse_playground. 76. My favorite &quot;mistake.&quot;</title>
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  <description>I was sixteen when I got pregnant, and my parents were mortified when I told them. Fairfield isn&apos;t exactly a big place where secrets can be hidden, so they feared their friends&apos; reactions more than anything else, I think. After all, their only daughter, in their opinion, had ultimately ruined her life by sleeping with a man three years older than she was and had been stupid enough to get pregnant. Daddy couldn&apos;t even look at me, and Mom would only talk about how much shame I was bringing to the family. How our family&apos;s reputation would be destroyed, how Daddy&apos;s patients wouldn&apos;t respect him anymore... Every lecture you can think of, I got it. Over, and over, and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After thinking things through I decided to have my baby, but I didn&apos;t keep her. I couldn&apos;t. I didn&apos;t have money to maintain her - and my parents had already warned me that they wouldn&apos;t help me in anything - and I just didn&apos;t have another choice. How pathetic, right? I don&apos;t blame you if you think that, because I think it&apos;s pathetic, too. I loved that baby more than anything, and I &lt;i&gt;wanted&lt;/i&gt; her, but I also wanted a better life for her than the one I could offer her. I wanted her to have parents (TWO parents) that could love her, and worship her in the way that mine did with me while growing up. I was well aware of the fact that I couldn&apos;t be enough for her, and that at sixteen-almost-seventeen I just couldn&apos;t raise a child on my own, so I gave her up so someone could adopt her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter is a beautiful little girl that will be turning ten years old next week. Her parents are kind enough to send me pictures of her every now and then, and even letters to tell me how she is thanks to an agreement that we made when the adoption was done. I know that she is a great student, an amazing daughter, and a very loving child. Best of all, I know that she is loved, and that she is happy, which is all I ever wanted for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts, knowing that I&apos;m missing all that, and a lot of the time when I think about it I feel selfish for not raising her myself, but in the end all I can do is hope that I did the right thing. My mother still pretends as if the time I was pregnant didn&apos;t even happen, and when she&apos;s not pretending she just addresses that time in my life as the biggest mistake of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little girl is &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; a mistake, even if my parents disagree. She&apos;s the best thing that could have ever happened to me, even if she&apos;s not with me. The mistake is the father that helped in creating her, but she&apos;s just too beautiful to ever be a mistake. She&apos;s my masterpiece and, even if she doesn&apos;t know it, I love her, with all my heart.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 10 Jul 2007 06:49:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>In London (backdated to Monday)</title>
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  <description>For someone who wasn&apos;t the best at waiting, Elie figured that she deserved an award for being able to make it through such a long flight. Thankfully she had packed a couple of books and had charged her iPod, but if she would have had to wait an hour longer in that airplane she would have started to lose it a little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for her, that hadn&apos;t been the case. Just as she was about to ask a flight attendant how much longer, they were asked to return to their seats and fasten their seatbelt for landing. Just in time, too, because she had just taken a trip to the bathroom and had freshened up a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once she had gotten her luggage and had gone through customs, Elie headed towards where she figured she&apos;d be able to find Nick. If she felt tired from not sleeping throughout the flight, she really didn&apos;t feel it or looked it at all; she was too happy to feel anything else. She was in a country that she had dreamed of visiting for years, and she was going to get to be face-to-face with Nick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This vacation was going to be fantastic, she had already decided. Now all she needed was her new partner in crime, and she&apos;d be set!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 08 Jul 2007 05:53:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>London bound, baby!</title>
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  <description>I can barely believe I&apos;m doing this, but I&apos;m taking a vacation. On Monday I&apos;ll be in London. (London!! Can you believe it??) My parents are still reeling from the news, I think, and Liam is too, but I need a vacation. SO badly! So, that&apos;s what I&apos;m doing. I have some money saved up, I cleared it with my boss, and it&apos;s just right. I need this. I do! You really have no idea. Nick, thanks so much for &apos;convincing&apos; me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll probably be buying souvenirs like there&apos;s no tomorrow, so if you&apos;d like one just let me know! And even if you don&apos;t, you can probably expect me to send something, but still! Let me know!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Am I using too many exclamation marks? ...can you blame me?? *g*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week. In London. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t wait!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 Jul 2007 07:33:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Questions!</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;01. Leave me a comment saying, &quot;Interview me.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;02. I will respond by asking you five questions of a very intimate or personal nature, or not so personal depending on how well I know you.&lt;br /&gt;03. You then update your LJ with the answers to the questions, or post them here.&lt;br /&gt;04. You should include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the post if you haven&apos;t already done so.&lt;br /&gt;05. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you ask them five questions.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. What do you find is the best way for you to relax?&lt;/i&gt; With a cup of tea, and a book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;2. Is it important to you that you have satisfaction when doing your job?&lt;/i&gt; It is. I can&apos;t do something I can&apos;t enjoy, because I&apos;d just do things badly and it&apos;s a waste of time. *laughs lightly* I haven&apos;t had a lot of &apos;amazing&apos; jobs, but I can proudly say I&apos;ve enjoyed all of them immensely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;3. What&apos;s your favourite music?&lt;/i&gt; I like rock music. Soft rock, classic rock, pop rock, alternative... *grins* Overall, though, I&apos;m really not picky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4. What&apos;s the best thing that&apos;s ever happened to you to date?&lt;/i&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Even if she&apos;s being raised by someone else, it&apos;d have to be having my daughter.&lt;/strike&gt; I don&apos;t know... I guess being able to take a roadtrip with my friends before we all went our own way after high school. It&apos;s the only thing that comes to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5. Do you believe in the supernatural?&lt;/i&gt; I do. Just because we don&apos;t have the answers to everything it doesn&apos;t mean something can&apos;t exist, I think, so I do. Even if I haven&apos;t really experienced anything of the like.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 01 Jul 2007 08:11:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>To the nicest , sweetest guy I know right now...</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ve had a really rough week, and today I got something from someone that made it totally worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Nick? Thank you &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; much for &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/gift-details.bml?uid=12262776&amp;amp;g=1&quot;&gt;the rose&lt;/a&gt;. You really have no idea how much this cheered me up. You&apos;re wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;,&lt;br /&gt;Elie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Told you I&apos;d announce how sweet you are in public, by the way!&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Jun 2007 06:45:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>justsixwords</title>
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  <description>I can&apos;t believe I&apos;m actually homesick.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2007 02:01:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Time for ice cream!</title>
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  <description>One thing that Elie knew quite well was heartache, even if it had happened a long time ago, and she knew that having friends close by was necessary for healing. Billy was a little boy, so he&apos;d most likely bounce back soon enough, but the last thing she wanted was for him to be alone and get scared of love. She didn&apos;t want him to turn out how she did, even if the circumstances were completely different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after having Jamie deliver some homemade brownies, and picking up some ice cream (vanilla, strawberry, and mint chip), Elie drove to Billy&apos;s. In the backseat there were also two gift bags, one for Billy and one for his friend Tyrell; even if neither of them had mentioned it, she hadn&apos;t forgotten that she had told him she&apos;d get Tyrell a new teddy bear, and it only seemed fair that Billy should get a present as well. It probably looked like she was going to a birthday party, but that was okay with her. They were going to have an ice cream party of sorts, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he reached his address, Elie left everything in the car just in case Billy wanted to go to the park instead. First they&apos;d get introductions out of the way, and then it&apos;d be time for ice cream! Grinning, excited that she was finally going to meet her littlest friend, she knocked and waited.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 25 Jun 2007 06:51:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Meme from Nick.</title>
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  <description>1.)Q. Can you cook?&lt;br /&gt;1.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.)Q. What was your dream growing up?&lt;br /&gt;2.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.)Q. What talent do you wish you had?&lt;br /&gt;3.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4.)Q. If I bought you a drink what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;4.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.)Q. Favorite vegetable?&lt;br /&gt;5.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.)Q. What was the last book you read?&lt;br /&gt;6.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.)Q. What zodiac sign are you ?&lt;br /&gt;7.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.)Q. Any Tattoos and/or Piercings?&lt;br /&gt;8.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.)Q. Worst Habit?&lt;br /&gt;9.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.)Q. If you saw me walking down the street would you offer me a ride?&lt;br /&gt;10.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.)Q. What is your favorite sport?&lt;br /&gt;11.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.)Q. Negative or Optimistic attitude?&lt;br /&gt;12.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.)Q. What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me?&lt;br /&gt;13.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.)Q. Worst thing to ever happen to you?&lt;br /&gt;14.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.)Q. Tell me one weird fact about you:&lt;br /&gt;15.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.)Q. Do you have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;16.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.)Q. What if i showed up at your house unexpectedly?&lt;br /&gt;17.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.)Q. What was your first impression of me?&lt;br /&gt;18.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.)Q. Do you think clowns are funny or scary?&lt;br /&gt;19.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.)Q. If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be???&lt;br /&gt;20.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.)Q. Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?&lt;br /&gt;21.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.)Q. What color eyes do you have?&lt;br /&gt;22.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.)Q. Ever been arrested?&lt;br /&gt;23.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.)Q. Bottle or Draft?&lt;br /&gt;24.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.)Q. If you won $10,000 dollars today, what would you do with it?&lt;br /&gt;25.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.)Q. Would you date me?&lt;br /&gt;26.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.)Q. What &apos;s your favorite bar to hang at?&lt;br /&gt;27.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.)Q. Do you believe in ghosts?&lt;br /&gt;28.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.)Q. Favorite thing to do in your spare time?&lt;br /&gt;29.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.)Q. Do you swear a lot?&lt;br /&gt;30.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.)Q. Biggest pet peeve?&lt;br /&gt;31.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.)Q. In one word, how would you describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;32.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.)Q. Will you repost this so I can fill it out and do the same?&lt;br /&gt;33.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.)Q. What is your funniest quirk?&lt;br /&gt;34.)A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.)Q. If you could ask me any question, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;35.)A.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 20 Jun 2007 07:58:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ooc.</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://aimlessbeck.livejournal.com/151102.html&quot;&gt;Mun meme. Any questions/comments/suggestions/etc., please say so over there so I can keep everything in one spot.&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks! &amp;hearts;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 19 Jun 2007 20:54:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>sixwordstories.</title>
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  <description>I can&apos;t believe I loved him.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 19 Jun 2007 20:36:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Memes!</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. You have $5 and need to buy snacks at a gas station. What do you buy?&lt;br /&gt;Something to drink (depends on my mood what it&apos;d be), a chocolate bar and some chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you were reincarnated as a sea creature, what would you want to be?&lt;br /&gt;Mermaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who&apos;s your favorite redhead?&lt;br /&gt;Sally, my co-worker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What do you order when you&apos;re at IHOP?&lt;br /&gt;Scrambled eggs, toast and bacon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Last book you read?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Da Vinci Code&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Describe your favorite pair of underwear.&lt;br /&gt;You want me to post that online?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Describe the last time you were injured?&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Of all your friends, who would you want to be stuck in a well with?&lt;br /&gt;Liam, because he goes rock climbing every other weekend; he&apos;d get us out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Rock concert or symphony?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is the wallpaper of your mobile phone?&lt;br /&gt;A picture of Petey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Fizzy drink?&lt;br /&gt;Orange soda, followed by root beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What type of top/teeshirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;A button-up top for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If you could only use one form of transportation for the rest of your life what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;My Mini Cooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Most recent movie you&apos;ve watched at the cinema?&lt;br /&gt;Knocked Up. &lt;strike&gt;I cried at the end.&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Last place you took a nap.&lt;br /&gt;My bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What&apos;s your favorite kind of cake?&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate with vanilla frosting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What did you have for dinner last night?&lt;br /&gt;Spaghetti. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Look to your right. What do you see?&lt;br /&gt;Some files I need to archive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Favorite toy as a child?&lt;br /&gt;Teddy bears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you buy your own food?&lt;br /&gt;Yup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you think people talk about you behind your back?&lt;br /&gt;Back home they do. One reason why I left CT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. When&apos;s the last time you had a sour gummy worm?&lt;br /&gt;Too long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What&apos;s your favorite fruit?&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you have a picture of yourself doing a cartwheel?&lt;br /&gt;I think so... I&apos;d have to check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Have you ever eaten snow?&lt;br /&gt;Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What color is your bedsheets?&lt;br /&gt;Beige.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What&apos;s your mom&apos;s favorite flower?&lt;br /&gt;Sunflowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you listen to classical music?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you have a &quot;wacky noodle&quot; (Pool toy)?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you watch Spongebob?&lt;br /&gt;If there&apos;s nothing else on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Last food you ate?&lt;br /&gt;A salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Do people consider you intelligent?&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What time is it?&lt;br /&gt;4.00 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Is your away message on?&lt;br /&gt;Yes; I&apos;m supposed to be working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Have you ever tried gluing your fingers together?&lt;br /&gt;A really long time ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. What curse word do you use the most?&lt;br /&gt;Damn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What time is your alarm clock set for?&lt;br /&gt;6.30 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Who was the last person you talked to?&lt;br /&gt;Sally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. When was the last time you got drunk?&lt;br /&gt;Clara&apos;s bachelorette party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Have you ever been on TV?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. What CD is currently in your CD player?&lt;br /&gt;The new Maroon 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. What movie do you know every line to?&lt;br /&gt;Sleepless in Seattle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What is your favorite salad dressing?&lt;br /&gt;Ranch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Would you ever date someone covered in tattoos?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, its their heart that counts, not their skin. (&amp;lt;---leaving Billy&apos;s answer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. How old will you be turning on your next birthday?&lt;br /&gt;27 :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you enjoy giving hugs?&lt;br /&gt;Of course! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. What are you looking forward to?&lt;br /&gt;Ice Cream with Billy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. What&apos;s the way people most often mispronounce any part of your name?&lt;br /&gt;None. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. If you were to become famous, would you drop your last name?&lt;br /&gt;I like my last name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;border: medium solid #4C7043; background:white; font-family:verdana; font-size: 12px; color:black;&quot; cellspacing=&quot;4&quot; cellpadding=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a style=&quot;color:black; font-size:14px;&quot; href=&quot;http://www.quiztron.com/tests/color_is_soul_painte_quiz_23687.htm&quot;&gt;What color is your soul painted?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:4C7043; font-size:18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your soul is painted the color blue, which embodies the characteristics of peace, patience, understanding, health, tranquility, protection, spiritual awareness, unity, harmony, calmness, coolness, confidence, dependability, loyalty, idealism, tackiness, and wisdom. Blue is the color of the element Water, and is symbolic of the ocean, sleep, twilight, and the sky. &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.quiztron.com/tests/color_is_soul_painte_quiz_23687.htm&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Personality Test Results&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://www.quiztron.com/quiz_images/full_605622655.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a style=&quot;color:black; font-size:12px;&quot; href=&quot;http://www.quiztron.com/tests/color_is_soul_painte_quiz_23687.htm&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Click Here to Take This Quiz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.quiztron.com&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.quiztron.com/art/quiztron_logo.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;quiz&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style=&quot;font-size:10px; color:4C7043;&quot; href=&quot;http://www.quiztron.com&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quizzes and Personality Tests&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 15 Jun 2007 04:03:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>[for sixwordstories]</title>
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  <description>Made it through the first week!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 Jun 2007 18:25:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>New York, New York! (move-in day)</title>
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  <description>Leaving Fairfield was a bit surreal for her, because she had never figured that she&apos;d ever actually &lt;i&gt;leave&lt;/i&gt; Connecticut, but here she was driving to Candy&apos;s. Her key to the apartment had been turned in, goodbyes had been said, and she was on her way to her new home in very high spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elie&apos;s Mini Cooper was packed with whatever she could fit in there - including a gift for Cormac and Candy - and as she neared the house she had to laugh at herself for how silly the tiny car must look. Liam would drive by later with some other things she hadn&apos;t been able to fit, and she was really looking forward to having Liam meet Cormac and Candy. If possible, that made her even MORE excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once she parked the car, she gathered her keys and purse and quickly got out of the car. Her clothes were simple - jeans and a longsleeve shirt to hide the bruises Noah had left on her arms - but she didn&apos;t mind them; she was comfortable. With a bright grin on her face she made her way to the front door and rang the doorbell.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 06 Jun 2007 05:57:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Last Night in Fairfield</title>
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  <description>&quot;I still can&apos;t believe you&apos;re moving to New York, Elie.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elie smiled, curling up closer to Liam who was serving as her pillow. Now that her apartment was empty and everything was packed up, they were laying on the floor in the living room and staring out the open window at the night sky. &quot;Why is it so hard to believe? Maybe you should think about moving, too. You never know, you may like it.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a chuckle Liam shook his head, poking Elie&apos;s side. &quot;You know I can&apos;t stand that city. As it is, I&apos;m already dreading having to go there to see you!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Does that mean you&apos;re going to go visit me, then?&quot; She sat up, grinning happily. &quot;That would be awesome! We could go to Broadway, and discover the city together. Oh Scotty, it would be perfect!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It would be, huh?&quot; He smiled at her. &quot;Yeah, I think so, too. In fact, it sounds so perfect that I&apos;m thinking about staying with you for the rest of the week.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now Elie looked at him confused. &quot;Wait. But...I&apos;m moving tomorrow. Weren&apos;t you going to go back to Hartford then?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I was, but I called in earlier and they don&apos;t need me until next week. So I have a few more days to bug you.&quot; He poked her again, and grinned childishly when he saw her squirm and stifle a laugh. &quot;What do you say, will you be able to put up with me for a few more days?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elie pretended to think before letting out a long fake sigh as she laid back down, resting her head back on his chest. &quot;Of course I would, silly. I could even ask Candy if you could stay with us; you could room with me. It&apos;s not like we&apos;re going to be doing anything but sleep on that bed, anyway.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it was Liam&apos;s turn to fake a sigh. &quot;You wound me, El.&quot; He chuckled. &quot;I wouldn&apos;t mind rooming with you, and you&apos;re right. I mean, you&apos;re gorgeous, but...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;...you like guys.&quot; She poked his stomach. &quot;Someone should kick your ass for that, by the way. Do you know how unfair it is that such a great guy is gay? All the great guys seem to be gay.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liam scoffed. &quot;Not all the great ones. There are some guys that are still assholes.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elie noticed the tone of sadness and resentment in his voice, and she turned to look at him. &quot;I&apos;m sorry you and Shawn broke up.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hey, that&apos;s alright,&quot; Liam reassured her, kissing her forehead. &quot;If we hadn&apos;t, there&apos;s a high chance I wouldn&apos;t be here. I would still be working my ass off in Hartford, and you&apos;d be here by yourself. I&apos;d rather be here, Elie.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Promise?&quot; she asked quietly, a small smile on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Promise.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Good,&quot; Elie said, holding him tighter. She knew he was hurting over the breakup, but she also knew better than to force him to talk about Shawn right now. &quot;I&apos;d rather have you here, too.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 05 Jun 2007 07:09:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sunday Night</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Directly after posting &lt;a href=&quot;http://elie-t.livejournal.com/5869.html&quot;&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; for muse knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning: Fic is cut for some violence and language.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After posting her journal entry for the day, Elie walked over to the kitchen to take out some paper plates and the last two beers from the fridge. As soon as she set them on the counter there was a knock at the door, and she let out a loud laugh as she walked over to the entrance. &quot;You already lost the key I had given you, Scotty? You-...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever else she was going to say was forgotten as soon as she saw the person standing across from her once she opened the door. She had been expecting Liam carrying a box of pizza, maybe even with a brand new six-pack they could finish while packing, but instead the man in front of her wasn&apos;t her good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What are you doing here, Noah?&quot; she asked, her mood souring by the second. It was still so hard to believe that at one point in her life she had fallen in love with his smile, and those blue eyes of his that hid all the nastiness Noah held inside. But everyone had a right to make a mistake when choosing a boyfriend, and Noah was that mistake for her. He was the biggest mistake of her life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah shrugged, leaning against her doorway as he crossed his arms. &quot;I&apos;ve been trying to get in touch with you, but you don&apos;t return my calls.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You couldn&apos;t take that as a hint? I don&apos;t want to see you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Come on, Elie, we both know that&apos;s not true.&quot; He smirked, leaning towards her. &quot;Don&apos;t you remember the good times we spent together?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elie gave him a look. &quot;No. They were pretty easy to forget, actually.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The remark caused him to laugh, and he shook his head. &quot;You were always a lousy liar. But fine, if you don&apos;t want to talk about us... I want to talk about our daughter. I want to see her.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For a second Elie just stood there, dumbfounded since that was the last thing she expected him to say. &lt;i&gt;Our daughter&lt;/i&gt;... Her heart wrenched painfully how it usually did whenever she thought of her. She always acted like her life was normal, as if she had never had a child in her life; after all, living that lie was easy. Only her parents, Liam, Clara and Noah knew that she had ever been pregnant. Only they knew that, when that baby had been born, she had given her up for adoption, so she never had to lie to others because no one knew any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except, now here was Noah, wanting to talk about her. As her confusion took a backseat to her anger, she stood up straighter. &quot;I don&apos;t know what your lawyer told you, but when you gave up your parental rights you pretty much gave up any right you had over her. You can&apos;t see her.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Where is she, Elie?&quot; His tone sharpened, his smile suddenly lost as his expression hardened. &quot;I just... I still can&apos;t believe you would give up &lt;i&gt;our child&lt;/i&gt; how you did.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh &lt;i&gt;please&lt;/i&gt;,&quot; she snapped, frowning deeply. &quot;How many years has it been, Noah? And now out of the blue you expect me to believe you care about her, just because you&apos;re back in Fairfield?&quot; With all her strength she shoved him back, causing him to stumble onto the hall. &quot;Give me a damn break, and get out of my life already. She&apos;s not here, if you even really care. She&apos;s far, far from you and she&apos;s safe. She&apos;s safe from your lies, and she&apos;s safe from having you ruin her life how you ruined mine.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn&apos;t take Noah long to regain his balance, and he was quick to break the distance between them and make his way into her apartment even if she tried to stand in his way. As she tried to push him off again Noah simply grabbed her by the arms tightly and pushed her against the wall, ignoring the grunt she let out as soon as she made contact. &quot;&lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; ruined your life?&quot; he whispered in her ear, pressing his body against hers so she would stop trying to squirm. &quot;I made it better, remember? You were nothing before me, Elie. &lt;i&gt;Nothing&lt;/i&gt;. If anything, you ruined my life. You and your goddamn father, who kept claiming how I took advantage of her poor, &apos;innocent&apos; daughter. I guess &apos;Daddy&apos; didn&apos;t know what a little whore his only daughter was.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I was sixteen, you bastard,&quot; she said, breathless as she continued trying to fight him. Panic started to settle in her stomach and she tried to kick him, hit him or &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt;, but no matter what she tried Noah wouldn&apos;t let her loose. If anything, he just held her tighter. &quot;You were nineteen, you--&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You wanted it as much as I ever did.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I thought we were in love.&quot; Having to face everything, especially this way, was starting to disarm her from the usual strength she relied on but right now that strength seemed to be nonexistent as angry tears filled her eyes. &quot;I thought you loved me, but I was wrong, wasn&apos;t I.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah let out a low chuckle, so close to her that he was practically breathing into her ear. &quot;You want me to love you? We can start over, Elie.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Let me &lt;b&gt;go&lt;/b&gt;!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I don&apos;t care where you&apos;re heading, baby. I know you&apos;re leaving this goddamned place, but I&apos;ll find you. You know I&apos;m going to find you, and when I do--&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah didn&apos;t finish his sentence because, before he was able to do so, someone had grabbed him from behind and was throwing him against another wall. Liam, Elie&apos;s friend, had come back and was now glaring at Noah as he waited for him to get back up again. At the loss of support Elie slid against the wall, halfway down to the ground, but she was quick to get up again and move towards Liam, who was quick to take her into his arms and hold her close to him, protectively. &quot;Get the hell out of here, Noah,&quot; Liam warned, furious. &quot;You better get out of here now, or I--&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What are you going to do?&quot; Noah asked as he stood again, laughing. &quot;Let me guess, you&apos;re her knight in shining armor?&quot; He turned to Elie again, shaking his head as if in disappointment. &quot;You could have done so much better.&quot; Blowing a kiss in her direction, he started to walk out of the apartment with a satisfied smirk on his face. &quot;See you soon, El.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liam started to let go of Elie, ready to go after Noah, but Elie held him tighter. &quot;No, just... Stay here, please. I don&apos;t want him to do anything to you, not for me.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a nod, Liam simply let out a deep sigh and held her again, smoothing out her hair as she rested her head on his chest. &quot;Did he hurt you, Elie?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elie shook her head, but it was then that she felt the tears that were running down her cheeks. Wiping them away angrily, embarrassed even if Liam had seen her cry many times throughout all the years they had known each other, she let out a wry chuckle. &quot;No, he did all his damage already years ago.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Sweetheart, you&apos;re shaking.&quot; He rubbed her back gently, holding her closer still. &quot;Had you seen him before all this?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yeah, he&apos;s been calling me and wanting to talk to me.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a moment Liam didn&apos;t say anything, but after a beat or so he kissed the top of her head and looked down at her. &quot;You do realize that running to New York isn&apos;t going to make him go away, right?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elie nodded. &quot;Yeah, but...a girl can dream, right?&quot; She sniffed back her tears and forced herself to smile as normally as she could. &quot;Did you bring the pizza?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yeah, I even brought more beer.&quot; He smiled slightly at her and wiped away her tears for her. &quot;You all right?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;m fine,&quot; she assured him, even if her smile wavered. &quot;Now come on, I&apos;m hungry and the pizza&apos;s getting cold.&quot; Taking his hand, she closed the front door and made sure to lock it before walking to the kitchen with him. Throughout the night she was sure she wasn&apos;t going to let Liam go, at least to feel accompanied by someone, but she already knew that Liam wouldn&apos;t mind. He really would act like her knight in shining armor.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jun 2007 06:48:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>And this girl is off to the big city!</title>
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  <description>...actually, not quite yet. By Wednesday, for sure, I&apos;ll be in New York. My boss at the cafe needed someone to cover some shifts for Monday and Tuesday night, and I volunteered since I was leaving her in a tight spot, anyway. Sucks, I know, but I don&apos;t mind doing it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things worked out in my favor, though, because I&apos;m not finished packing yet. One of my childhood friends came to visit and help me from Hartford and he&apos;s staying with me while I move. He even asked for some time off from work and everything. Isn&apos;t that sweet? Of course, since he&apos;s a goof we&apos;ve mostly been goofing around while we should be working, but it&apos;s okay. I haven&apos;t seen Liam in a year, I think (and we live an hour away from each other!!), so this is good. I think he mostly needs someone around, because he and his boyfriend just broke up, but I&apos;m glad my buddy&apos;s here with me. Maybe I&apos;ll convince him to move to New York, too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oohh, and speaking of Scotty (his last name is Scott, so sometimes I call him Scotty just to annoy him :-D), he went out for pizza and I think he just got back so I&apos;ve got to head back. I know, it&apos;s horribly late, but we&apos;re hungry! Packing does that to a person, I guess.</description>
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