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  <title>In Accordance With The Prophecy</title>
  <subtitle>Kiela the Red</subtitle>
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    <name>Kiela the Red</name>
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  <updated>2007-01-23T12:22:17Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:keel_hauled:4129</id>
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    <title>Swansong</title>
    <published>2007-01-23T12:22:17Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-23T12:22:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well I'm pretty sure I'm going to leave HTH. No place for my kind there with the current political situation as it is. I don't fancy my chances of learning an instrument at my age, and I'm sure as heck not going to do the tavern scene again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No tearful farewells for this rogue, I'm afraid. Just a darned beautiful corpse to be identified when the moment is right. But I've left that in the hands of a trustworthy sort, so I'm sure it'll come to everyone's attention soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been fun, &lt;i&gt;mes amis&lt;/i&gt;. Please remember me in thoughts (decent or otherwise) and future escapades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of kisses,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiela the Red</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:keel_hauled:3979</id>
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    <title>keel_hauled @ 2006-06-01T13:37:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-01T12:40:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-01T12:40:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">When I am a Longwood Graduate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go out and get drunk regularly because that's what the cool adults do. It also lets me behave as stupidly as I want, because I can always blame it on the alcohol. Note: It's also a good way to be all over guys without appearing &lt;i&gt;too&lt;/i&gt; slutty.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:keel_hauled:3751</id>
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    <title>My life goals</title>
    <published>2006-05-26T01:06:53Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-26T01:16:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">When I am a Longwood graduate, I plan to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn how to spell. Gosh, darnit...how did I make it through this many years of higher education without this skill? Not to mention that my ability to earn (and therefore cash) those big, fat paychecks might be severely compromised by this deffiency...deficincy...definately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANG!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:keel_hauled:3381</id>
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    <title>keel_hauled @ 2005-05-13T18:01:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-14T00:53:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-14T00:53:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1) Total number of films I own on DVD/Video: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not many. DVDs require money. Money that could be better spent on clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) The last film I bought: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost in Translation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) The last film I watched: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children of Dune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Five films that I watch a lot or mean a lot to me: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cruel Intentions&lt;br /&gt;Indecent Proposal&lt;br /&gt;Vanity Fair&lt;br /&gt;Gosford Park&lt;br /&gt;The Three Colours trilogy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Which three people are you passing the baton on to?:&lt;br /&gt;Can't be bothered. If you're on my list and wanna do it, be my guest.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:keel_hauled:3295</id>
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    <title>keel_hauled @ 2005-04-20T00:27:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-19T14:20:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-19T14:20:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I, Princess Kiela, Enslaver of Men, Witch of the Bedchamber and Defender of the Universe do hearby dub ALL of my male acquaintances, Scarlet Knights. Be awed and&amp;nbsp; honored by your new positions *smirks* I do hope you're flexible! Congratulations on being part of this legendary order, I am sure you will need a moment to get over the thrill.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:keel_hauled:2627</id>
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    <title>Things that I resent</title>
    <published>2004-11-15T12:49:13Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-15T12:49:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Having to fill out a warranty card within a certain number of days after purchase.&amp;nbsp; And then having to pay for the postage myself. I know this sounds cheap, but the thing is - I don't want to send in a fucking warranty card.&amp;nbsp; How about those ones that just come with a card saying "This is your warranty - please keep it".&amp;nbsp; I prefer those type immeasurably.&amp;nbsp; If they're making me send in a stupid card AND having a time limit on it, they should at least make it a postage paid account.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:keel_hauled:2465</id>
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    <title>Covering my tracks</title>
    <published>2004-09-26T13:24:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-26T16:17:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My next rogue projecst:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a Rogue or Thief quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roguish Tricks&lt;br /&gt;Phone Stealing&lt;br /&gt;Water Restriction Exploits&lt;br /&gt;Documenting tricks on lj so that tricksy little rogues can't steal 'em</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:keel_hauled:1983</id>
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    <title>keel_hauled @ 2004-09-17T12:11:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-16T16:07:59Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-16T16:07:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This week has sucked beyond belief, but I don't really wanna talk about it.&amp;nbsp; Let's just say I never want to experience another like it.&amp;nbsp; Have returned to the world of How to be a Hero.&amp;nbsp; Current mission to annoy wizards...starting with Salmon Baeraad, who actually seems reasonably sane. So it's probably not nice to torture him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, will still be amusing, I'm sure.&amp;nbsp; It's all for his own good, anyway.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:keel_hauled:1787</id>
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    <title>keel_hauled @ 2004-09-03T07:00:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-03T09:18:07Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-03T09:27:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Things that shit me #198&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twelve year old stick figures standing around discussing about how they need to lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF!!?!?!?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawns* gotta wake up!!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:keel_hauled:1092</id>
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    <title>Such a long collaboration</title>
    <published>2004-08-24T14:53:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-24T14:53:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Now I am kind of worn out, but it was good to get more backstory out.&amp;nbsp; Kian, I'm sorry, but it looks like you'll have to put up with my presence at drinking this evening. Try not to mutter, it wasn't as if I invited myself along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'd better be going. Long day ahead.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:keel_hauled:889</id>
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    <title>keel_hauled @ 2004-08-15T08:13:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-15T12:11:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-15T12:11:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">How I hate my boss. He's arrogant, chauvanistic and has no talent or ability. Just knowing that I can, and do, perform his job better than he does makes it worse. And he's got some twenty year old younger wife who now works with us as well. She has even less ability, if that's possible. I frequently get overlooked in favour of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah! This shits me so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously makes me want to quit and find another job.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:keel_hauled:746</id>
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    <title>A present for my little bro</title>
    <published>2004-08-13T13:55:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-13T13:55:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">And it's not even his birthday yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a good sister I am!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're working today, so this is something to cheer you up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bastard Operator From Hell (BOFH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theregister.co.uk/odds/bofh/"&gt;http://www.theregister.co.uk/odds/bofh/&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:keel_hauled:419</id>
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    <title>Where's the bar?</title>
    <published>2004-08-13T07:56:58Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-13T14:03:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I, too, have joined the wonderful world of livejournal. Kian will be overjoyed, I am sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what to say for my very first entry is a matter for some thought. Surely a quickly dashed note and a quiz or two will not suffice for Kiela the Red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No indeed, my preciousssesss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had much pleasure in swearing vociferously at my car. (&lt;i&gt;Not&lt;/i&gt; my car actually, for that would imply a certain sense of organization and, more importantly, financial affluence than I possess).&amp;nbsp; It took many tries to start it, much to the amusement of some small children lurking about. Despite any urges to the contrary, I didn't run over them on my way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I see I'm hardly the first person from how to be a hero to join this shindig. Even my ever-favourite Private Nicholas beat me to it.&amp;nbsp; Which is, as I informed him so blithely the other night, typical of many males of his...caliber.</content>
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