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  <title>F...</title>
  <subtitle>...is for Forensics</subtitle>
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    <name>Aleks with a K</name>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:paperbridge:104644</id>
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    <title>paperbridge @ 2009-10-20T12:18:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-20T16:19:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-20T16:19:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Kirill Kabanov and Marek Hrivik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year... watch out for these kids...  they are going to OWN the ice.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:paperbridge:104251</id>
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    <title>paperbridge @ 2009-10-02T14:16:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-02T18:56:51Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-02T18:56:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Mr Dream Team (active players)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Alex Ovechkin      Pavel Datsyuk      Marian Hossa&lt;br /&gt;Ilya Kovalchuk      Evgeni Malkin      Marian Gaborik&lt;br /&gt;   Simon Gagne      Jonathan Toews     Teemu Selanne&lt;br /&gt;    Alex Semin    Patrice Bergeron     Jarome Ignila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Zdeno Chara        Chris Pronger&lt;br /&gt;      Nicklas Lidstrom        Mattias Ohlund&lt;br /&gt;            Mike Green        Sheldon Souray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd tell you why, but that would take WAY too long, and the Red Wings will be on in 4 minutes. Enjoy.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:paperbridge:103964</id>
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    <title>paperbridge @ 2009-09-14T01:50:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-14T05:56:14Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-14T05:56:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I spend a lot of time at work doing unnecessary mental math (squares and square roots included), speaking with Slavic customers in broken Polish / Russian, speaking with other employees in broken Polish / Russian / French / German, teaching my co-workers how to properly round numbers, proof-reading their e-mails / bulletins, and solving Rubik's Puzzle Cube for their amusement.  Weird.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:paperbridge:103785</id>
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    <title>paperbridge @ 2009-08-16T01:16:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-16T05:17:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-16T05:17:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I think I may be in love with my boss... which is totally bad news.  What the fuck is wrong with me?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:paperbridge:103609</id>
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    <title>paperbridge @ 2009-07-12T23:32:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-13T03:33:37Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-13T03:33:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My friend's father just passed away.  I wish I knew what to tell him.  I wish I knew how to help.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:paperbridge:103360</id>
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    <title>paperbridge @ 2009-06-19T01:09:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-19T05:13:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-19T05:13:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Watched the NHL Awards Ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ovie cleaned house again.  3 Awards.  Both MVP Trophies.  No surprise, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas won the Vezina.  That was the highlight of the evening.  No one deserved it more.  That guy is so fucking good.  Such an inspiring story, too.  The guy came from nothing.  His parents sold their fucking WEDDING BANDS so they could buy him hockey equipment.  He spent almost a decade travelling all over Europe with his wife trying to find work.  At one point, he even thought he would never get to play in the NHL.  And now look at him;  greatest goalie alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats, Tim.  Congrats to everyone.  Every last winner was deserving this year.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:paperbridge:102985</id>
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    <title>paperbridge @ 2009-06-01T17:31:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-01T21:32:43Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-01T21:32:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm thinking about doing a 12-week hockey clinic program and then trying out for a NESHL team once I heal up... any thoughts?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:paperbridge:102787</id>
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    <title>paperbridge @ 2009-05-24T12:42:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-24T16:48:41Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-24T16:48:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Happy Birthday, LJ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm gay like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going in for surgery on Wednesday.  I'm excited to get this fixed finally, but I'm also wicked nervous.  What happens if I don't wake up?  Anyway, feel free to visit me at Mass General.  I'll be spending the night there, so I could use a friendly face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul and I have been talking.  We're going to try and make a short film this summer.  We have no idea what it's going to be about, aside from the fact that we'll be playing siblings since everyone seems to think he's my younger brother to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be out of work for the next couple weeks while I recover, so come chill.  We'll get drunk and watch movies.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:paperbridge:102459</id>
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    <title>paperbridge @ 2009-04-24T00:47:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-24T04:48:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-24T04:48:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Green Light! Green Light! Green Light! I'm down for credit on a fucking movie! YES!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:paperbridge:102170</id>
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    <title>paperbridge @ 2009-04-23T00:45:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-23T04:47:44Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-23T04:47:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Bruins with the series sweep!  Onto the conference semifinals!  Fuck Canada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a really good day at work.  I don't know why exactly, it just was.  I love my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fino's coming over tomorrow.  He says he's gonna call some other people and see what they're up to.  The day should consist of zombie slaughtering and maybe some filming.  Haven't made a movie since him and Dec left.  Should be fun.</content>
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    <title>paperbridge @ 2009-04-20T21:40:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-21T01:51:38Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-21T01:51:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Fino's back!  He came in on Saturday to visit me.  We hung out and played video games.  We're gonna get a few people together for Thrusday at my place to kill some zombies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work full time starting next week.  Exciting stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruins are up on the Habs, 3 to 0.  Just one more game, baby.  This will be a first since the mid 90's.  FUCK YOU, CANADA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting on my camera.  Starting to put things into motion, though.  Fino's on board for a project.  Still need to talk to Molloy.  Avola wants to work on something, too.  I'd love to get Matt in on this, but he's filming something else soon.  We'll see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:paperbridge:101698</id>
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    <title>paperbridge @ 2009-04-14T22:44:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-15T02:45:38Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-15T02:45:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We'll be out by the end of the year.  Most likely closing up shop, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really scary.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:paperbridge:101423</id>
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    <title>paperbridge @ 2009-04-08T02:54:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-08T07:09:00Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-08T07:09:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I was going to attempt one of those Facebook / Myspace post things where you put your music player on shuffle and take note of what songs come up.  But then it occured to me that I only listen to like 12-13 bands.  By the way, Banshee fucking rules.  Fuck iTunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm breaking out the work t-shirt tomorrow.  Figure I'd show some pride and / or enthusiasm.  Then again, I'm always enthusiastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack might be visiting Thursday to play some video games.  Yes, we're in our twenties.  What's more, Jack is married and has a baby girl.  But that doesn't mean we still can't enjoy video games.  Should be mad fun.  Maybe Steph and Saoirse will come too just to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to learn things about myself.  Not that I haven't been the past few months, but some questions were raised today at my session.  I guess I'm going to have to think long and hard about a few things.  The more I learn of myself, the more confused I get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where is all of this going?  Can't say I have an answer to that, but then again, who does?  I'm just playing it by ear at this point.  Figure I should keep my head down and not draw attention to myself.  I'll just concentrate on sorting out the little things before making my mark.</content>
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    <title>paperbridge @ 2009-04-04T12:01:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-04T16:03:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-04T16:03:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's been 2 years to the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have a hard time believing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about you everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all love you and miss you so much.</content>
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    <title>paperbridge @ 2009-04-02T01:22:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-02T05:30:46Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-02T05:31:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well as much as that sucked, I'm glad it didn't end up sucking as much as I thought it would.  Still, NOT looking forward to how it all plays out tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking some time for myself.  Going to Boston for the weekend, do some thinking.  Just need a little more time to heal and get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is gone, but that's okay.  It keeps things interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now my body is starting to fail me.  And I see and feel it happening.  It's actually really scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They told me about the things that may / will happen.  I never thought I would ever hear of such things with regards to myself.  At least not so soon.  It's amazing how fast your body can fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel myself dying.  And I have no desire to die any time soon.</content>
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    <title>paperbridge @ 2009-03-28T23:25:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-29T03:28:40Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-29T03:28:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Apparently, I'm not particularly well-liked.  No one calls.  No one answers my calls.  No one returns my calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to the bar and drive home drunk 3-4 nights a week.  Half of the time, I go alone.  What's more, I'm thousands of dollars in the hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck's wrong with me?  Kid needs to get his shit together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to playing music again at Mulligan's Taverne.  Come out and hang tomorrow!  I'll play you a song and buy you a drink!</content>
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    <title>paperbridge @ 2009-03-26T19:32:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-26T23:43:24Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-27T12:12:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Two and a half years ago, I made a decision.  We made a decision.  At the time, it was no big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's taken me this long to finally realize that it was a bad move.  And now I'm kicking myself for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been over four years, and in that entire time, there was always something there, whether or not I knew it or acknowledged it.  I put so much time and energy into trying to convince myself otherwise.  I don't know why.  Hell, I didn't even know I was really doing it at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in that time, I did other things and saw other people.  And I loved them all, genuinely.  I guess I still do love some of them.  I mean, you can't just fall OUT of love with someone so easily without a really really good reason.  Either that, or you're just heartless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I did love them.  And I believed that what I felt for her was just a stupid crush... a four-year long crush, at that.  But this past month it hit me, straight out of fucking left field.  For four years, I've been madly in love and didn't even know it.  It wasn't even provoked or anything, she just randomly ran through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if she knows.  But how could she?  ... Well, actually, that's quite plausible, but I doubt she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real question is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should she know?</content>
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    <title>paperbridge @ 2009-03-24T19:14:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-24T23:17:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-25T06:25:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I'm sitting in a recording studio listening to Pat Murphy level his drums with Ian.  And all I can think of is how much I want to get drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot how boring recording sessions are.  You'd think getting to record with a band would be mad fun.  It's actually really really tedious and frustrating.  Especially if you're in a serious, full-time band.  God forbid I ever join another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, all I want right now is to have a few drinks and watch a movie with a pretty girl.</content>
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    <title>paperbridge @ 2009-03-22T18:02:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-22T22:06:22Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-22T22:06:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We're still here.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>paperbridge @ 2009-03-20T12:16:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-20T16:21:03Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-20T16:21:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tonight, we say our goodbyes.  We've already had to do this twice.  It's something you don't get used to.  It doesn't matter how many we lose.  All it takes is one.  One is no less tragic than one thousand.</content>
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    <title>paperbridge @ 2009-03-17T12:43:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-17T17:01:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-17T17:01:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't know what to say.  This is just tearing everyone apart.  And it just keeps happening.  And there's nothing we can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God forbid we get to keep our friends around.  That'd just be asking for too much, wouldn't it?  Yeah, how dare we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so guilty.  I didn't know she was still at work.  No one had spoken to her.  And now it was my responsibility.  I borrowed a car and drove out to see her.  She shouldn't have to find out over the phone or on fucking Facebook.  She needed to be told in person.  We all had gotten phone calls or texts, but fuck if I was going to do that to anyone else if I could help it.  I get there, and she was already crying.  It was like she knew before she really knew.  And my heart broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the most difficult thing I've ever had to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you do that?  How do you break that kind of news to someone?  How can you be the one that has to tell your friend that someone close to them just passed away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm responsible.  I did this to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry.  Please forgive me.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:paperbridge:99324</id>
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    <title>paperbridge @ 2009-03-16T01:02:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-16T05:07:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-16T05:07:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Why does everyone keep dying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're too young, man.   We're way too young.</content>
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    <title>paperbridge @ 2009-03-15T21:24:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-16T01:28:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-16T01:57:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay, so this is what I'm thinking for my acoustic set:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin Devine - Brooklyn Boy&lt;br /&gt;City and Colour - The Girl&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy Eat World - What I Want&lt;br /&gt;City and Colour - Against The Grain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I can't believe I just had that conversation.  I'm fucked up, ha ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid's 19 again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And TOMORROW! w00t!  Fucking PUMPED!</content>
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    <title>paperbridge @ 2009-03-14T12:19:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-14T16:21:32Z</published>
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    <content type="html">High Fidelity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favourite movies of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching it a lot recently.  And the more I watch it, the more I feel like Rob Gordon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM Rob Gordon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy shit.</content>
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    <title>paperbridge @ 2009-03-12T20:47:00</title>
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    <content type="html">I've got some things to say.  But it'd probably have to be in person.  I might even have to get pretty drunk, too.  Well, maybe not, but it couldn't hurt.</content>
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