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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 Jan 2008 12:20:37 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>First off...Merry Christmas, Happy Hannakuh, Whatever you may celebrate, and Happy New Year, all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Years Eve was spent taking my sister to the ER. Fun stuff! She had this thing put in her (as a guniea pig) to see if it stops cravings for food to help you lose weight about two years ago; however, she&apos;s been getting pains from it and tonight it was really bad. The hospital we went to couldn&apos;t do anything, so she needs to go to the one that put it in next week. Hopefully she&apos;ll be fine. We did have laughs in there though so it wasn&apos;t AS bad. =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite the interesting thing has happened..I&apos;ve met a charming man! I go to a Industrial/EBM rollerskate thing every second Monday of the month and there&apos;s a guy there who makes amazing tacos (vegan ones as well.) At first, I thought he was hitting on me but I didn&apos;t want to say anything. Well, that has been confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;Last Wumpskate (which is what it&apos;s called) he told us he wasn&apos;t going to be coming anymore because he had to focus on opening up his vegetarian restuarant. I was very saddened at the idea of no more delicious vegan tacos but he assured me I could be a guniea pig for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days following Wumpskate he contacted me (we exchanged emails and such) and offered to make me a vegan chicken salad sandwich and I agreed. (Frickin&apos; amazing sandwich, that was. Me mum thought it was real chicken.) Anywho, we had a great time and hung out until the sun rose and decided to hang out again. After hanging out a few times I think it was clear we fancied each other a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I suppose we are...dating? (I guess so if we went to have lunch with his mum today, eh?) He&apos;s fantastic; he&apos;s not afraid to be affectionate in front of his friends and family, he&apos;s in all aspects a gentleman, he cooks great food for me, he&apos;s got a great sense of humour, he likes Star Wars (=P.) AND he understands and respects my abstaining from sex. Oddly enough, though, if you saw him you&apos;d never guess I&apos;d go for him.&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER. The bad (or shall I say HORRIBLE) part of it. I&apos;ve always liked guys older than me...but this one takes the frickin&apos; cake. I&apos;m ashamed, a bit, to say the age difference, but I will say he is far older than Donny. =\.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm...now I shall go eat some cookies... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams, little ones!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Dec 2007 09:09:11 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>This Morrissey thing was on tonight and showed me about 4 or 5 times when I tried to get onstage =P. I&apos;m in the previews for it too:&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;1&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LULZILUMOZ U R TEH GREATEZT! I sound/look dumb. I swear I don&apos;t sound that stupid IRL. Whatevz, cameras make me noiiivouuss.&lt;br /&gt;This was when I saw Mozzy 8 nights at the Palladium ^__^. One of the greatest experiences ever! The greatest experience, though: holding Moz&apos;s hand 4 times and then giving him a letter on the last night and waving and saying &quot;goodbye.&quot; Yeesss. I met a lot of great people. Funnily enough, one of the bouncer guys started recognizing me and even said hi to me outside the show haha. In fact, he gave me a hug the last night and said it was a pleasure hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I read some of my past entries from my other journals and I feel like reaching through the computer and puncing past-me in the face. *rolls eyes* oh my.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 03 Dec 2007 09:53:09 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;THE MOST STRESSFUL WEEK EVER!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had this stupid Award thing to turn in for photography class; we had to submit what we thought our best photo. It&apos;s all of so-cal and winner gets something like $5,000. &lt;br /&gt;   So I had this great image in my head for a picture: someone dressed sharply with a pumpkin on their head holding a victorian candle stick holder. [GOD it looks so great in my mind]&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the shoot didn&apos;t come out how I envisioned so I chose another picture. I chose the picture I took of Andrew (ugghhh...Andrew) as a dead Starbucks Barista with a moon and stars photoshopped in the background. I had finally gotten my colours right and printed out my prints until I read the fine print: no logos or trademarks or any intellectual properties. DAMNIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed to quickly edit the logo and change it to something else, while my deadline was Friday. It was Wednesday and I still had to have a photoshoot with Dane (my hilarious coworker) and his friends on Thursday, so I had no real time to work on my picture. Not to mention MY MEMORY CARD FAILED! I couldn&apos;t put the image on the disk to take home, and after all my hard work of managing to get it on there, I get home and my card was completely blank! UGGHH!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, luckily I edited the picture just fine (although it printed out a bit too contrasty) and the shoot with Dane went well too. I&apos;ll post some of my photography later =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...TODAY. FUCK MY LIFE. Clancy&apos;s was such a shithole! I get there and EVERYTHING is chaotic. The specials of the day inserts weren&apos;t printed because the computers were failed, the computer system for credit cards was down, Monika (the stupid host who cried once) was there, and the managers on duty were John and Alan (the newer manager.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Alan isn&apos;t bad...he tries. But oh my GOD John is the worst piece of crap manager EVER! He is so lazy and isn&apos;t good for ANYTHING and I don&apos;t understand WHY he&apos;s a manager! Example? I went to the back to get the cash drawer counted before the PM shift started and John said &quot;No&quot; to my question of &quot;Can you count my drawer, please?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Why not?&quot; I asked&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;m not counting any drawers after I check Michael out.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Well, who will!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I dunno.&quot; THANKS DUMBASS! Seriously, he came out to the restuarant TWICE for no more than five minutes the WHOLE night. &lt;br /&gt;   And it doesn&apos;t help that Monika is ENTIRELY INCOMPETANT! Oh my GOD! After she saw I was completely fed up with her stupidity and dependecy (is that a word?) on people telling her what she should do, she says &quot;You know, I think it&apos;s so chaotic because there&apos;s a lack of communication with how we go about doing things.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...She says that and then get this: A party of ten strolls in and there was confusion about who was going to take it, so I say &quot;Hang on, don&apos;t seat them until I tell you to.&quot; then I turn around and she says &quot;Okay, I&apos;m seating them now.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU FUCKING RETARDED?!?!?!?! AHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Dane was the comic relief and the night got tolerable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the length, I REALLY needed to complain about my job and the stupidness this week has brought along. =\.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 Nov 2007 09:00:45 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Fuck my life, I&apos;m &lt;b&gt;definitely&lt;/b&gt; getting a cold. My throat hurts =(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho. Time to explain my loveliful work situation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m trying to get fired from Fuddruckers. I don&apos;t really want to work there anymore, but I&apos;m not a quitter! =P. &lt;br /&gt;All my good buddies are practically gone and I have to work with some Bro-ho bitches that drive me nuts. Ways I&apos;m trying to get fired? Well...being 20 minutes late without calling, I thought might do the trick...but it didn&apos;t. Gah! So, I&apos;m massively heisting baked goods in my purse and trying to make the best out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clancy&apos;s has gotten good; especially with Kevin there again. Now...Kevin used to work at Clancy&apos;s and I still had a girly crush on him when I first started there. However, he went to Alaska to go work with bears or summat and I thought I&apos;d never see him again. About two months ago he showed up to say hi to everyone and I uncontrollably ran up to him and gave him a huge hug. Two days later I saw his name (and another awesome server who went with Kevin to Alaska) on the schedule!&lt;br /&gt;-__- Kevin is 43. I know, I know; that&apos;s bit gross considering my age and I can&apos;t figure out why on this f&apos;n Earth I have a girl boner for him, but I do! A raging one at that!! I swear he knows too, and he purposely makes it worse. And it didn&apos;t help when I found out he likes rockabilly. He asked, because of my hair, if I liked it and if I knew of a band called the Polecats. *heart fluttering.* Oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...to explain the 23 year old! So, we started talking when he found out I spoke a bit of French because he lived in France. Him finding out my love for Star Wars sparked a &quot;We should totally have a Star Wars night!&quot; idea. Well, after a lot of his pestering for about two weeks we decided to go to his house and watch a movie. Now, I saw this very innocently but apparently he had different intentions. A bit into the movie he leans over and tries to kiss me and I tell him it&apos;s not a good idea (for I don&apos;t want anymore situations like I had with Andrew [to be explained...]) He asked why, I said it&apos;d get complicated, he disagreed, and somehow he said something leading to me saying &quot;Wait...do you know how old I am?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;WHAT?! NO! NO YOU&apos;RE NOT!&quot; *flips out* &quot;I&apos;m so sorry! I&apos;m SO...SO sorry!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;He made SUUCH a big deal out of it. Then a few days later said he didn&apos;t care about my age and asked me out. Then two days after that said &quot;Um, can we just forget what we talked about to other day? I&apos;m sorry.&quot; What the eff? This is what I was trying to &lt;i&gt;avoid!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys are stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hacks.* Ugh, my throat hurts...Goodnight, all!! Sweetest of dreams.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 26 Nov 2007 09:08:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The past few months in a nut shell.</title>
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  <description>Ohhh Livejournal...how long it&apos;s been since I&apos;ve last used you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things have been going down in the life of Melanie. So it&apos;s time to play catch up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;School&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-They&apos;ve fucked up me credits! I knew this would happen. So my last year of drumline DIDN&apos;T count as a PE credit so now I&apos;m stuck in Aerobics class. It&apos;s not THAT bad, but I&apos;m lazy in the mornings and got used to not going, so I probably won&apos;t be graduating on stage due to abscences. Whatevz.&lt;br /&gt;-Photo class is stressful and stupid and Mr. Brehm&apos;s taste in photography is deteriorating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Work&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I&apos;m back to having two jobs (Fudd&apos;s and Clancy&apos;s again.) In two months it&apos;ll be a year of me working at Clancy&apos;s. New hostesses at Clancy&apos;s make me want to blow my brains out.&lt;br /&gt;-Kevin (the one who&apos;s way too old for me to have a massive girl boner for) is back from Alaska. ...The girl boner rises yet again. That&apos;ll be divulged later. &amp;gt;;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&quot;Love&quot; life (or lack thereof)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Saul and I had a weird reuniting...then decided to curtail it. For the best!&lt;br /&gt;-Met a guy named Josue who liked me simultaneously as his friend, his friend ended up trying to pursue me but it definitely didn&apos;t work out. He claimed to &quot;love me&quot; and other ridiculous happenings. I&apos;ll explain that later, as well.&lt;br /&gt;-Stupid happenings with a friend&apos;s friend. What a frustrating situation that was.&lt;br /&gt;-Coworker at work was interested in me...then found out shortly after he tried to kiss me that I&apos;m one year short of legality (he&apos;s 23.) Oh GOODNESS was that one of the funniest experiences of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew is such a doll! I love him to bits!! He gets super excited whenever he sees me and gives a shout and smile most of the time. He&apos;s 8 months now but people mistake him for being 2. He&apos;s an ogre. But a cute ogre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t want to make this a super long entry so I&apos;ll stop it here. Hope everyone&apos;s Thanksgiving was good! Mine was amazing and I had a GREAT vegetarian dinner!! ^_^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Melanie.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 22 Oct 2007 08:42:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Yet again...</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;Figured I&apos;d start up a livejournal again because I felt the need to have something to complain to. For the &quot;new start&quot; feel, I made a new name. Would&apos;ve liked &quot;AmeliaScoptophilia&quot; or &quot;Dorian_Gray&quot; but neither of those worked...so...I&apos;m stuck with this one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...Voila! Er...Viola? No...Voila.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll fiddle with the crappy layout buisness later.</description>
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