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  <title>Tap Dance</title>
  <subtitle>Boom</subtitle>
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  <updated>2006-09-22T21:15:32Z</updated>
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    <title>Sick and female</title>
    <published>2006-09-22T21:15:32Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Laura sighed and leant her head against the cool tile for the third time that morning. "This is ridiculous." She murmured glancing at the toilet before pushing herself away and heading for the infirmary.</content>
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    <title>Gym</title>
    <published>2006-05-16T15:49:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-16T15:49:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The treadmill whired as she ran along it, her feet pounding on the belt as she ran, increasing the incline. Her towel draped over the side and her drink on the holder. She smiled remembering the last few days as she worked out dressed in a grey t shirt and black bottoms.</content>
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    <title>Movie Night</title>
    <published>2006-05-14T17:01:22Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Laura smiled her hand warm in Katie's as they waited outside the hall. Waiting for Saera before heading in for the movie.</content>
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    <title>Valentine's Day</title>
    <published>2006-02-14T12:00:07Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-14T12:00:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Laura smiled holding the plant pot in her hands, the soft purple tinted pansies sitting within it. They'd been taken off one of the planets and passed through the rigorous testing procedures especially in the aftermath of the man eating plant. Laura pressed entered the botany lab with a soft smile walking over to her, "Happy Valentine's Day" She whispered behind her with a soft smile.</content>
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    <title>Dinner in The mess hall</title>
    <published>2006-01-31T14:47:32Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Laura smiled to herself , a sheet of paper in her hands and her dinner in front of her as she sat in the messhall. Today it was spaghetti bolognaise with a side salad. She poked at it amused as she waited for Katie.</content>
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    <title>Work Out</title>
    <published>2006-01-27T23:43:03Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Laura smiled finishing her run across the city dressed in sweat pants and a t shirt her hair tied back. Deciding to rest she popped into katie's botany Lab. Hey She whispered with a smile</content>
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    <title>Aches and Pains</title>
    <published>2006-01-27T11:39:03Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Laura mumbled softly curling into Katie as she was sprawled on the bed, the sun illuminating them as they slept wrapped under the covers of Katie Brown's bed</content>
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    <title>Hi</title>
    <published>2006-01-26T14:30:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-26T14:36:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hi,&lt;br /&gt;Laura here, just to annoy Rodney *grins* Anyway Katie persuaded me to open one of these during ladies poker night so I thought I'd give it a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((I created this because Katie Brown seems to be talking to herself a lot and so I thought it would be nice to have the person she's talking to be an actual person LOL. There is a journal called lt_cadman but they haven't typed anything since its inception. if they do want to carry that one on then just tell me and I'll get rid of this one no worries:D. It's just Katie Brown seemed a bit lonely LOL))</content>
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