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  <title>One Year Older Than Morrissey</title>
  <subtitle>and we both look fantastic!</subtitle>
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    <email>pandaboo20850@yahoo.com</email>
    <name>Fran</name>
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  <updated>2009-08-29T08:25:58Z</updated>
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    <title>Up at 4:15am</title>
    <published>2009-08-29T08:25:58Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-29T08:25:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I fell asleep around 9pm and now I'm up and awake.  Happy Birthday LiveJournal.  Banana Nut Cheerios are delirious.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moreisay:31916</id>
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    <title>Been away</title>
    <published>2009-06-25T13:51:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-25T13:51:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hi all.  I haven't been on LiveJournal for a while.  Lots of things have happened.  Most of it I've posted on Facebook.  Yes, Facebook won me over....  If you interested you can find me on there as Frances Eby. :)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moreisay:31626</id>
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    <title>Favorite videos</title>
    <published>2009-01-19T22:41:21Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-19T22:41:21Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moreisay:31379</id>
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    <title>Let Me Kiss You</title>
    <published>2008-09-19T12:13:58Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-19T12:13:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Just realized I hadn't posted this one here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="6" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moreisay:31219</id>
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    <title>Interlude - Morrissey and Siouxsie</title>
    <published>2008-08-30T19:54:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-30T19:54:00Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moreisay:30763</id>
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    <title>"The Boy With The Thorn In His Side"</title>
    <published>2008-07-14T08:21:53Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-14T08:21:53Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moreisay:30581</id>
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    <title>"I've Changed My Plea To Guilty"</title>
    <published>2008-07-13T17:14:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-13T17:14:08Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moreisay:30271</id>
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    <title>I made a music video</title>
    <published>2008-06-18T17:11:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-18T17:11:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="2" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been practicing and will be making more videos.  :P</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moreisay:29853</id>
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    <title>moreisay @ 2008-04-27T11:37:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-27T15:39:02Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-27T15:39:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2008/01/29/funny-pictures-aromatherapy/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://icanhascheezburger.wordpress.com/files/2008/01/funny-pictures-cat-pizza-aromatherapy.jpg" alt="funny pictures" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com"&gt;crazy cat pics&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moreisay:29372</id>
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    <title>moreisay @ 2008-04-12T09:56:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-12T14:04:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-12T14:05:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today is a nice day.  I don't know how nice I feel though. Beautiful flowering trees outside my window.  Birds chirping.  It may well turn out to be a good weekend for me mood wise.  I must clean the kitchen before it becomes to over grown. ha.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moreisay:28779</id>
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    <title>moreisay @ 2008-01-27T18:33:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-27T23:48:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-27T23:48:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm full of rage but I keep it down, though it comes out in other ways.  Mostly pissed for the time I've lost and the things I didn't do.  And when I'm wronged (or think I have been)I want to explode with such anger that no one will be left standing.  I can't let it go and come to terms.  I want attention but not too much.  I want love everlasting.  I'm just laying in wait for what I don't know.  I hate things and want things and say things I really mean but not to anyone for fear of exploding.  I keep it down and know I need to release this energy in another way.  Through music and laughter and unconditional love.  Can it be done?  It has been done, but not enough.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moreisay:28421</id>
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    <title>moreisay @ 2008-01-26T21:51:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-27T03:21:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-27T03:21:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Why do people get married?  I haven't been in a relationship in so long I don't think I could do it.  People get married because they want someone they can count on and to stave off loneliness.  Well, that's my opinion.  Someone to be there for them so they are not alone.  Someone they can share things with.  Someone to protect and be protected by.  It certainly is not easy doing these thing for yourself.  I don't know how to relate to people in a longterm way.  I really just haven't given myself the chance.  We all have our reasons for who we are and why we are the way we are.  I use it as my protection.  I've always been a sensitive depressed type person.  I never, ever felt good enough or any good at all.  I craved acceptance and love but was convinced I did not deserve it.  That's me in a nutshell.  I did get married when I was 21.  I had gone through a period of hanging with my friends and going out with them a lot.  I looked for acceptance and found it with sex.  Most of us go through our wild teenage years.  I never found real love.  I did find a guy I didn't really know who seemed to be sensitive and attentive.  I married him after knowing him for three months.  We were married for two years and had a daughter together.  He was an alcoholic, would not keep a job and complained about everything and anything.  Not an easy person to get along with.  I left him when my daughter was 6 months old.  I went back to my mom's house and raised my daughter by myself.  It was rather difficult.  My daughter and I moved out of my mom's house 20 years later.  My daughter is now 26 and finally moved out on her own last May to live with a friend.  That was a long and difficult struggle.  After going through all of that and more, I see why I can't be in a relationship.  Too much disappointment, distrust and walls.  I am a happier person, not as depressed, have a good job and a nice place to live.  Sure I get lonely but I am terrified to let anyone in and trust them to be there for me.  Things take time, a lot of time.  Things will change but it will take time.  I've got time.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moreisay:27197</id>
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    <title>Klaus Nomi</title>
    <published>2008-01-05T14:36:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-05T14:37:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Only recently have I really taken notice of Klaus Nomi.  His voice was amazing and his look was incredible.  I know that Morrissey likes him.  I think he used a piece of music Klaus Nomi sang at the beginning of some of his shows.  I'm waiting for the DVD The Nomi Song - The Klaus Nomi Odyssey to show up.  Hopefully it will arrive today.  Here is a picture of Klaus without the makeup and a little more hair.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/pandabear01/4595_160.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moreisay:27059</id>
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    <title>moreisay @ 2008-01-01T19:12:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-02T00:26:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-02T00:26:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">You know, depression screws up everything.  You just can not see straight.  It covers itself all over you.  You can't get it off.  You try peering out of it and if you're lucky you can at least see where you are, like at home, work, the store, driving, etc.  It just feels so heavy and menacing and strangling.  Everything you read makes you jealous of other people.  You sit there knowing you can't really join in because you're in hiding.  You can't stop farrowing your brow or keeping your face from sagging.  It sucks.  But when it lifts you're full of energy and light and can see all the possibilities in the world.  I'm waiting for my lift.  I guess it got lost in traffic, it will have to ask for directions.  I love analogies, they are my saviors.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moreisay:26482</id>
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    <title>Feel Bad</title>
    <published>2007-12-27T19:24:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-27T19:24:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I stayed home from work today.  My stomach is killing me.  I hate to think that is was (although I'm pretty sure it was) all the junk I ate by myself on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day.  Lots of chocolate ice cream and other stuff.  I went to work yesterday and didn't eat much but I guess my stomach just couldn't handle it.  I've been drinking Mylanta like crazy.  I hadn't eaten anything since yesterday around 1pm.  I just went to the store and bought crackers and Pepsi.  It's helping a little.</content>
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    <title>Scary Avatars!</title>
    <published>2007-11-25T00:57:14Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-25T00:57:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/pandabear01/temp/m_0550a90ddf704e5b7d21b78c3ed45685.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/pandabear01/temp/m_1220005c9cc76867515c51894c6fcea8.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Me_and_Boz Community</title>
    <published>2007-11-23T13:42:55Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-23T13:46:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hi everybody!  I've started a new community called me_and_boz.  If you have a picture of yourself or a friend with Boz please post it there. :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/me_and_boz/profile"&gt;http://community.livejournal.com/me_and_boz/profile&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:moreisay:25691</id>
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    <title>DC Moz show video I shot! :)</title>
    <published>2007-11-21T01:21:03Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-21T01:21:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Not sure I shared with you guys the video I shot at the DC Moz show.  Some of you may have seen it on YouTube.  I'm really proud of how it came out and I've been in touch with the two people getting and giving hugs.  Also a friend on MySpace made some gifs of it and they are really cool.  Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n93/justabucket2/dar2novfirst2.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n93/justabucket2/dar2novfirst0.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n93/justabucket2/dar2novfirst1.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frances Eby :)</content>
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    <title>Been away too long....</title>
    <published>2007-10-19T12:36:22Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-19T12:36:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've been away from LiveJournal too long. :P  Half naked Boz, moob grabbing Moz.  I see at least Boz wears underwear!  Hehehe.  I'm on my way to NYC on the 26th and meeting up with some Morrissey loving friends to drool over our man Moz. :)</content>
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    <title>Invisible Bike!</title>
    <published>2007-07-28T14:12:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-28T14:12:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/pandabear01/MozAC/MozAC026.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>moreisay @ 2007-06-13T09:05:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-13T13:14:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-13T13:15:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Makeup.  I wear eye makeup like shadow, eyeliner, and mascara.  I also put a little blush on my cheeks.  That's about it.  I have nice skin and not much in the way of wrinkles.  Friends comment on how flawless my skin is.  Ok, I was blessed with good skin.  I'm happy about that.  My older sister is crazy.  She can be very hyper and self absorbed.  She can be a lot of fun too.  We both look younger than we are.  She has recently lost weight (which she needed to do) and is now obsessed with how she looks.  I would say she calls me up because she likes my company but she also does not drive.  She is not a good driver and she knows it.  She called me at work yesterday and wanted me to come over and help her with something on the computer and maybe go to dinner.  I am a creature of habit and I really just wanted to go home after work and enjoy my now empty condo(my daughter moved out about three weeks ago). :)  When I got over to my sister's she told me she needed to go shopping for a camera and some makeup because she wanted to take a picture of herself for her blog so her readers could see what she looked like now that she has lost weight.  I wasn't that happy about the shopping part.  I have to slow her down and attempt to modify her plans. :P  Anyway we went to the mall and bought a digital camera and she wanted to go to Bloomingdales for makeup.  We walked into Bloomingdales and over to the makeup counters.  We were caught by one of the makeup sales guys who preceded to have my sister sit down and apply and tell her all about their line of makeup.  A few seconds later another sales person came along and got me into a chair and applied makeup on my face.  My sister claims this is exactly what she wanted from the makeup people.  I am a simple kind of person and very low maintenance but I thought I would go along with this.  I can't stand the layers of makeup some people put on.  I really don't feel I need it and I just don't like it.  The sales person kept telling how all natural and sheer this makeup was.  When I got back to my sister's house I had to wash some of the foundation makeup off, I just couldn't stand how it felt and I'm not crazy about pink eye shadow.  Anyway I took a nice picture of my sister and when I got home I took the rest of the makeup off.  I just like to be comfortable and walking around with layers of makeup on is not comfortable to me. Blah!</content>
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    <title>"Take me to the heaven of your bed" (on wheels)</title>
    <published>2007-06-07T16:32:45Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-07T16:34:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is a picture that I took of Morrissey's tour bus in May 2006 right after one of the London Palladium shows.  I unfortunately didn't get a picture of him boarding the bus. :(  I fumbled for the camera and was too late.  Anyway check out the website (www.beatthestreet.net) of the bus company. I'm sure he took the "Starbus" model!  You'll see pictures of the inside of the bus where Morrissey slept while traveling to and from shows!  Hence the title of my post. :P :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/pandabear01/London%20May%202006/tourbus.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>What Kind of Pet Would I Be?</title>
    <published>2007-06-03T04:41:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-03T04:41:51Z</updated>
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    <title>moreisay @ 2007-05-11T14:04:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-11T18:13:10Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Ok, my eating habits have gone to Hell in a hand basket!  Started out ok this morning with some fruit.  Then there were donuts in the lunchroom.  I ate one.  It was a glazed donut.  Then I ate a really good croissant.  Then I ate two small bags of Cheezits.  Now I'm drinking a Snapple Peach Ice Tea.  It has loads of sugar in it.  I was falling asleep about an hour ago after I had been sitting outside the office enjoying the nice spring day.  I just took some Tylenol Sinus because my face hurts!  It's probably from being outside.  I just bought a box of Milk Duds.  Maybe this doesn't sound too bad except I ate an entire box of Fudge cicles last night.  My stomach is hating me right now!</content>
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    <title>Relax, Enjoy and be Happy</title>
    <published>2007-04-23T22:16:28Z</published>
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    <content type="html">That is my latest mantra.  It's working at the moment.  I start to worry that I don't have a close friend or that I haven't been in a relationship in so long.  When a guy seems interested in me I either start thinking about how great it would be to be in a relationship with the person or I start to think they already have a girlfriend and I shut the door.  When I meet a new person I think they already have friends and I can't or won't get close to them.  I hate obsessing about it.  I still need to work out my feelings about people in general, but in the meantime I will try to "Relax, Enjoy and Be Happy".</content>
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