<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239</id><updated>2012-01-21T15:41:28.771-04:00</updated><title type='text'>world wide weh</title><subtitle type='html'>Canada: People live here!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>144</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-4310041201332346603</id><published>2007-07-03T12:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T12:14:39.262-03:00</updated><title type='text'>chillaxing</title><summary type='text'>funny how the countryside passing bythe sun shooting holes in the cloudscan remind me of something specific in my youthplaying in a relative's field, playing the superherobut the memory's haunted by your ghostbecause you really should've been therewe should've been kids togetherwhat if, you know?funny how there's crosses and flowers passing bysaying "someone died here"just as abruptly as you</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/4310041201332346603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=4310041201332346603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/4310041201332346603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/4310041201332346603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2007/07/chillaxing.html' title='chillaxing'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-2361596700234289357</id><published>2007-06-22T11:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T23:43:32.104-03:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my god, Dylan</title><summary type='text'>I have a Firefox add-on called GMail Manager which sits in the corner of my status bar and lets me know about new messages in my inbox.  If you hover your mouse over it, a small window pops up and shows you the first couple lines of the new messages.  Pretty nifty.Last night, I saw a message from one C****** * when I looked at the mail manager, a woman's name.  At first, I thought some spam had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/2361596700234289357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=2361596700234289357&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/2361596700234289357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/2361596700234289357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2007/06/oh-my-god-dylan.html' title='oh my god, Dylan'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-682325870023422507</id><published>2007-05-24T10:11:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T10:17:44.562-03:00</updated><title type='text'>gonna WHINE for a second</title><summary type='text'>Oh, btw, I've completely stopped running.  My Dalplex (the mega-gym Dal runs) membership ran out when finals ended, thus my access to the indoor track was interrupted.  Running outside is fine and all, but not when it's 45 degrees and windy as hell, NOVA SCOTIA I'M LOOKING IN YOUR DIRECTION.  MAY'S ALMOST OVER, HELLO.  My right ear has problems with cold, and especially cold wind.  So, I'm gonna </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/682325870023422507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=682325870023422507&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/682325870023422507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/682325870023422507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2007/05/gonna-whine-for-second.html' title='gonna WHINE for a second'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-5380610779425640754</id><published>2007-05-24T09:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T10:11:07.865-03:00</updated><title type='text'>tiptoe through our shiny city with our diamond slippers on</title><summary type='text'>HEY GUESS WHAT I'VE GOT A JOB.  Yep, that's right, I've got a job. Dalhousie's Killam Library has decided their call number (letter?  I forget) organziation MAKES NO SENSE, and it will now start with A on the fourth floor and wind its way down to Z on the second floor.  Of course they need workers, and guess who's got the GUNS and CAN-DO ATTITUDE.  Me.I'm three weeks in now, and I'm feeling new </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/5380610779425640754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=5380610779425640754&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/5380610779425640754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/5380610779425640754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2007/05/tiptoe-through-our-shiny-city-with-our.html' title='tiptoe through our shiny city with our diamond slippers on'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-7252080389362860310</id><published>2007-04-21T13:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T13:24:59.621-03:00</updated><title type='text'>holy shit, it's a beautiful day!</title><summary type='text'>After months of absolute, mind-numbing cold, the temp has skyrocketed to.... 65°F.  Okay, fine, so it's not an Arkansas spring, but I'll be damned if I wasn't just outside in shorts and a flimsy t-shirt, doin' a little jig, rolling up my sleeves exposing my ghostly yet muscular (of course) arms. I went out under the guise of "hey, I'm gonna study outside :) " because my last final is tonight, but</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/7252080389362860310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=7252080389362860310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/7252080389362860310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/7252080389362860310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2007/04/holy-shit-its-beautiful-day.html' title='holy shit, it&apos;s a beautiful day!'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-4134020052580131664</id><published>2007-04-19T11:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T12:03:35.312-03:00</updated><title type='text'>scooters, vacation, fall</title><summary type='text'>'Drea and I had our second anniversary on April 7th.  While we were eating Thai food (yes, I ate it and liked it), she started blasting me with questions about how my first impression of her was different from the way I think of her now, how we've changed, etc.ec.e tec.eetc.  I was completely unable to answer her at first, because, really, I hadn't thought much of it.  I mean, pretty much every </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/4134020052580131664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=4134020052580131664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/4134020052580131664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/4134020052580131664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2007/04/scooters-vacation-fall.html' title='scooters, vacation, fall'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-2044614540081530758</id><published>2007-04-19T11:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T11:19:55.380-03:00</updated><title type='text'>i will float until i learn how to swim</title><summary type='text'>I'm thinking about overhauling the look of this thing.  I've had this gothy black look since '03 and people probably cut themselves when the see it (not just because of the writing lawl).And Samantha, you haven't made a post on your xanga blogz in like, years.  How am I supposed to keep up with your shenanigans?edit: k, Samantha, I see now that you've moved the blog.  FINE, thanks a LOT.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/2044614540081530758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=2044614540081530758&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/2044614540081530758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/2044614540081530758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-will-float-until-i-learn-how-to-swim.html' title='i will float until i learn how to swim'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-9182021248628858081</id><published>2007-04-08T23:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T23:59:40.952-03:00</updated><title type='text'>there will be no swimming in the waters of your forgiveness</title><summary type='text'>And I watched you there, lost in your game, and I realized for the first time that seeing you dance has always filled me with light.  When I'm alone sometimes, it makes me smile.  Among your other doings and ways.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/9182021248628858081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=9182021248628858081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/9182021248628858081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/9182021248628858081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2007/04/there-will-be-no-swimming-in-waters-of.html' title='there will be no swimming in the waters of your forgiveness'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-2688699108613331164</id><published>2007-04-05T22:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T22:25:13.868-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Saving to Images</title><summary type='text'>Okay, so I'm sitting in the car outside the library because I have to stay in town while Andrea is partying it up somewhere.  Why in the car?  Because the cellphone battery is low, and Andrea needs to call the cell when she's done.  However I'm a bit creeped out because the phone is currently taking pictures at seemingly random intervals.  On its own.  You see, earlier I opened the phone to find </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/2688699108613331164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=2688699108613331164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/2688699108613331164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/2688699108613331164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2007/04/saving-to-images.html' title='Saving to Images'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-3908871695233555268</id><published>2007-04-05T17:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T17:37:16.905-03:00</updated><title type='text'>last day of skoolz</title><summary type='text'>ive forgotten how to writeall the importanceall the daily doingsall the significanceall the love ive foundnone of itcomes outright</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/3908871695233555268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=3908871695233555268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/3908871695233555268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/3908871695233555268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2007/04/last-day-of-skoolz.html' title='last day of skoolz'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-4863776906211078691</id><published>2007-03-26T14:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T15:35:34.188-03:00</updated><title type='text'>hair loss</title><summary type='text'>It's not that I'm failing calculus, I estimate that I'm holding a B/B- right now.  It's not that I didn't study enough, although I could have studied more, sure.  It's not that the test was unbelievably hard.What hurts is that I properly answered three out of five questions in my head 5 minutes after the test was over.  I really must do something about my nervousness.A Google image search brought</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/4863776906211078691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=4863776906211078691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/4863776906211078691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/4863776906211078691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2007/03/hair-loss.html' title='hair loss'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-3622776502135242299</id><published>2007-03-18T22:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T23:09:13.911-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebooken</title><summary type='text'>So, after much of my nagging, 'Drea finally caved in and signed up for Facebook.  That was three hours ago.  I think she's still messing with it now.What have I done? &lt;:I should probably write in this thing more.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/3622776502135242299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=3622776502135242299&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/3622776502135242299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/3622776502135242299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2007/03/facebooken.html' title='Facebooken'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-805648112331597089</id><published>2007-03-07T16:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T17:25:01.425-04:00</updated><title type='text'>just wanted to let you know</title><summary type='text'>I know what you write.  I know you feel misunderstood.  I know you feel smarter than others.  I know your mother's made you into an emotional pansy.  I know you're reaching out for God.  I know you feel like he either isn't there or isn't listening sometimes.  I know you're reaching out for just about anything.  I know it sucks.  I know girls are fucking insane.  I know school's not doing its job</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/805648112331597089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=805648112331597089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/805648112331597089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/805648112331597089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2007/03/just-wanted-to-let-you-know.html' title='just wanted to let you know'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-116183185838604409</id><published>2006-10-26T00:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T00:04:18.400-03:00</updated><title type='text'>abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz</title><summary type='text'>blind are the soles of my feetbecause they can't see what they stand onbecause they don't have eyeseven if i prop them up</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/116183185838604409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=116183185838604409&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/116183185838604409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/116183185838604409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/10/abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz.html' title='abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-115532450942193965</id><published>2006-08-11T16:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T16:31:20.433-03:00</updated><title type='text'>green fee</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/115532450942193965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/115480930526750491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=115480930526750491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/115480930526750491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/115480930526750491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/08/iconography.html' title='iconography'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-115480748197717006</id><published>2006-08-05T16:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T16:53:20.336-03:00</updated><title type='text'>bananas</title><summary type='text'>Ugh, the weather here is irritating.  We live next to a lake but I never feel right using it because the temp's been all over the 20s (between 70 and 85 fahrenheit).  It's not refreshing at all jumping into water that feels like it's full of ice cubes, then getting out and never warming up.Going for a walk makes it seem a little hotter, but it's not enough.  I feel like my summer is wasting away.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/115480748197717006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=115480748197717006&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/115480748197717006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/115480748197717006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/08/bananas.html' title='bananas'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-115311807385822526</id><published>2006-07-17T03:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T03:34:33.860-03:00</updated><title type='text'>osc</title><summary type='text'>Oh, and Orson Scott Card rocks my socks off.  Or writes my socks off.His style gets on my nerves sometimes because he has a tendency to overexplain people's reactions, but as I've progressed through the Ender series (I've read Ender's Game, Speaker for the Dead, and now I'm almost finished with Xenocide), he's gotten much better about not talking down to the reader.  The reason appears obvious as</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/115311807385822526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=115311807385822526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/115311807385822526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/115311807385822526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/07/osc.html' title='osc'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-115311719293620572</id><published>2006-07-17T02:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T17:28:01.906-03:00</updated><title type='text'>the line</title><summary type='text'>Dear whoever reads this thing anymore,So far Andrea and I have been in Arkansas for two weeks or something and it's been great.  I find myself enjoying how new the familiarity feels with the metro area, if that makes any sense.  Andrea's loving the sun and the heat, and I'm a little uncomfortable at times, but it's familiar so I feel all cozy with it at the same time.Just got back from Florida.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/115311719293620572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=115311719293620572&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/115311719293620572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/115311719293620572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/07/line.html' title='the line'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-115022008409896586</id><published>2006-06-13T14:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T14:34:44.113-03:00</updated><title type='text'>!</title><summary type='text'>Hello Raymond,Yes, we did receive everything &amp; congratulations on being accepted.  Yourletter will be mailed out today.We will need an official transcript from St Mary's once you've finished thepre-cal class.****, BScAdmissions OfficerOffice of the RegistrarDALHOUSIE UNIVERSITYTel: ****  Fax: ****</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/115022008409896586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=115022008409896586&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/115022008409896586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/115022008409896586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title='!'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-114920463916411656</id><published>2006-06-01T20:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T20:30:39.196-03:00</updated><title type='text'>french class</title><summary type='text'>I woke up today and realized I need this summer.  Sure, kids go through school all the time, but I think I'm way too hard on myself, causing unnecessary (literal) headaches and panic attacks.  After I take a test or something I always feel like a fucking idiot because I always worry more than I study.  It's a constant fucking cycle.Andrea and I are going to Arkansas again in July.  I wanna take </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/114920463916411656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=114920463916411656&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114920463916411656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114920463916411656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/06/french-class.html' title='french class'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-114722536690170503</id><published>2006-05-09T22:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T22:42:46.916-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LORA YOU JERK</title><summary type='text'>Yeah, I know I'm a jerk.  A procrastinating jerk.  :is ashamed:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/114722536690170503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=114722536690170503&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114722536690170503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114722536690170503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/05/lora-you-jerk.html' title='LORA YOU JERK'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-114705636593381955</id><published>2006-05-07T23:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T23:46:56.653-03:00</updated><title type='text'>zomg</title><summary type='text'>Spending 25+ hours in a car with a CD player that won't play half of my CDRs forced us to spend quality time with the radio.  It's been a long time since I've listened, but I spent half the time listening whining to Andrea about the music, and the other half silently considering slamming my face into the dashboard, wreck or not.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/114705636593381955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=114705636593381955&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114705636593381955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114705636593381955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/05/zomg.html' title='zomg'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-114705587540723638</id><published>2006-05-07T23:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T23:37:55.480-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I read somewhere, the more you write, the better you write...</title><summary type='text'>which explains why my last post was so long.  Most of the time when I come here, I edit the thoughts in my head before I type them out.  The last post was not edited at all.  And then I didn't post for days.Newfoundland was fun.  Almost like a foreign country to me; I could've sworn some of the people I met were from Ireland.  The 10 hour drive from one side to the other was horrid, not only </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/114705587540723638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=114705587540723638&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114705587540723638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114705587540723638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-read-somewhere-more-you-write-better.html' title='I read somewhere, the more you write, the better you write...'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-114580435593578856</id><published>2006-04-23T11:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T18:31:15.973-03:00</updated><title type='text'>bippity</title><summary type='text'>So, I'm in the middle of a book called The World Is Flat: A Brief History of the Twenty-First Century.  By Thomas L. Friedman.  Yep.Anyway, when the guy doesn't sound like an advertising about the rest of book (i.e., "As I stated earlier in MY book...", "As I will prove later in MY book"), he makes quite a few interesting points about globalization, and more importantly, even though this is a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/114580435593578856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=114580435593578856&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114580435593578856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114580435593578856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/04/bippity.html' title='bippity'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-114455523851036288</id><published>2006-04-09T00:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T01:00:50.036-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, Canada. :)</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday marked a full year.Lately, I've been at a loss of stuff to write about my little angel lady sweetheartface.  Sometimes I'll think of something that's HOT AWESOME, but I normally let it pass.  Posting it on the blog seems to tarnish the epiphany or whatever.  Aside from that, I'm not surprised with the "omg hotness" so much anymore.  We freak out about things because we don't know them.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/114455523851036288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=114455523851036288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114455523851036288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114455523851036288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/04/hi-canada.html' title='Hi, Canada. :)'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-114441096368310766</id><published>2006-04-07T08:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T08:56:03.726-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dylan.</title><summary type='text'>I don't even watch the show myself.  'Cept when I'm at the gym with the TVs in front of me.  They have like, CTV (lurch), MuchMusic (null, they act like they're MTV and play rap videos all morning :X; at night MM seems to play more rock stuff), TSN (like ESPN in the states, logo looks the same, but sports sux anyway), and Global (ugh).Anywho, Sportscenter/re just happens to be on.  I can't take </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/114441096368310766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=114441096368310766&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114441096368310766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114441096368310766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/04/dylan.html' title='Dylan.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-114440968667590944</id><published>2006-04-07T08:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T08:34:46.710-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Laura = Lora, yeah take that! &gt;:C im not dum, u r</title><summary type='text'>My grandfather had a heart attack before I learned to speak.  It was one of those 'worse' heart attacks that kill people.  He survived.  Distraught with the whole "omg I almost died" thing, he told the family he wanted to see me graduate high school before he left.  I think about when I was smaller, sitting on grandpa's lap, asking him about the war.  He loved to grow vegetables in his backyard.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/114440968667590944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=114440968667590944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114440968667590944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114440968667590944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/04/laura-lora-yeah-take-that-c-im-not-dum.html' title='Laura = Lora, yeah take that! &gt;:C im not dum, u r'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-114434842057923407</id><published>2006-04-06T15:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T15:33:40.636-03:00</updated><title type='text'>In Canada, "Sportscenter" is called "Sportscentre" :/</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes, in the morning, if I wake up and she's not there, I freak out momentarily.  I worry that it was all a dream.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/114434842057923407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=114434842057923407&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114434842057923407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114434842057923407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/04/in-canada-sportscenter-is-called.html' title='In Canada, &quot;Sportscenter&quot; is called &quot;Sportscentre&quot; :/'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-114234650110764376</id><published>2006-03-14T10:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T10:29:57.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'>dérrroule le rebord pour gagner... aucune obligation d'achat chances de gagner un prix: 1 sur 9 réponse à question subsidiaire exigée pour les rési</title><summary type='text'>I just spent the last 15 minutes in the throes of a spectacular battle with a damn coffee cup.  Canadians have been putting up with (or falling victim to, I'd like to hope) this bullshit for years, I hear.  Tim Horton's like, twice a year, has this contest called, I shit you not, "Roll Up the Rim to Win".Most cups you get from restaurants have a rim.  Basically folded over paper to hold on to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/114234650110764376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=114234650110764376&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114234650110764376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114234650110764376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/03/drrroule-le-rebord-pour-gagner-aucune.html' title='dérrroule le rebord pour gagner... aucune obligation d&apos;achat chances de gagner un prix: 1 sur 9 réponse à question subsidiaire exigée pour les rési'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-114183158466918799</id><published>2006-03-08T11:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T10:14:57.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>echolalia</title><summary type='text'>post deleted for stupidity</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/114183158466918799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=114183158466918799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114183158466918799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114183158466918799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/03/echolalia.html' title='echolalia'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-114151026312305386</id><published>2006-03-04T18:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T18:11:03.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mulitgraph Microemission Mazriotto Magazine</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/114151026312305386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=114151026312305386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114151026312305386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114151026312305386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/03/mulitgraph-microemission-mazriotto.html' title='Mulitgraph Microemission Mazriotto Magazine'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-114150874952933701</id><published>2006-03-04T17:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T17:45:49.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ok seriously</title><summary type='text'>I think Bitter Tea is better than Blueberry Boat (the album that was like, my number 1 for this decade).  There.  I said it.It's like my world's being flipped upside down. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/114150874952933701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=114150874952933701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114150874952933701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114150874952933701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/03/ok-seriously.html' title='ok seriously'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-114132783198740931</id><published>2006-03-02T15:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T15:30:32.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck.</title><summary type='text'>CS.The midterm was simple enough, especially the actual programming part.  But there was waaaaaay too much shit to write.  95% of the class was still there when time was up.I was terribly behind.  Although I probably didn't make less than 75% (if I make anything less than 80%, I'm fucked really, because the final will be 15x longer, and God knows I'll do worse on that), it hurts even more to know</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/114132783198740931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=114132783198740931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114132783198740931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114132783198740931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/03/fuck.html' title='Fuck.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-114082426360156415</id><published>2006-02-24T19:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T19:37:43.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>on the 13th day of the 5th lunar month</title><summary type='text'>One of my favoritist bands in the whole wide had their next album leaked (it's due on April someteenth).  It's called Bitter Tea.I gotta say, I shouldn't have put the grandma album (as everyone calls it) on my Best of 2005 Evar list, because it's taxing even when I have it on in the background.  So, I was kinda looking forward to this dropping and totally taking me back to that first time I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/114082426360156415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=114082426360156415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114082426360156415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114082426360156415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/02/on-13th-day-of-5th-lunar-month.html' title='on the 13th day of the 5th lunar month'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-114032269939119242</id><published>2006-02-19T00:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T00:18:19.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>this is cool</title><summary type='text'>videoResearch at NYU.  This is where computers could/should be now.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/114032269939119242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=114032269939119242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114032269939119242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114032269939119242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/02/this-is-cool.html' title='this is cool'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-114031145940354771</id><published>2006-02-18T21:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T21:10:59.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'>just so i can one up andrea</title><summary type='text'>So, yeah, this is the CS building at the school where I'm applying to (hopefully) go next year.Figure:Yeah, CS nerds and shit.  Don't know how well I fit in.  I thought I was a nerd here at SMU, but the fo'realCSstudentzzz don't bathe and shave and all that unnecessary hygiene stuff.  Andrea is likely going to Dal as well, so I can hang out with her and pass notes and make fun of her.  She's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/114031145940354771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=114031145940354771&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114031145940354771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114031145940354771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/02/just-so-i-can-one-up-andrea.html' title='just so i can one up andrea'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-114029746355760163</id><published>2006-02-18T17:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T18:50:29.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'>7</title><summary type='text'>much time to be shaking it upto be living and living it upwhat was wasted dreams have been dreamtonly to be really realized and crushedin a secondin your eyesas you closed themit is possible to carry the world and not notice</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/114029746355760163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=114029746355760163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114029746355760163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114029746355760163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/02/7.html' title='7'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-114029137711231068</id><published>2006-02-18T15:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T15:36:17.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>so heres a kitty</title><summary type='text'>^______________^</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/114029137711231068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=114029137711231068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114029137711231068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114029137711231068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/02/so-heres-kitty.html' title='so heres a kitty'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-114029131929264230</id><published>2006-02-18T15:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T15:35:19.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>o canada</title><summary type='text'>wtf people this isnt spring.So, yeah, it's supposedly spring break, meanwhile, everything's frozen.  I'm happy nonetheless.  Turned in a shitty programming assignment last night after weeks of perfect scores.  Wasn't intentional, but I guess I shouldn't have pushed it off so late in the week.  Thought it'd take me an hour, when I ran into some problems.  Lost a couple men.  Enemy came down hard, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/114029131929264230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=114029131929264230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114029131929264230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/114029131929264230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/02/o-canada.html' title='o canada'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-113858219362361311</id><published>2006-01-29T20:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T20:51:23.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'>stop all the traffic jams</title><summary type='text'>It was only a couple sometimes ago I was three.  And I remember being angry.  I was pissed so much.  I had to throw something.  A chair, yeah, a chair, and oh, it felt great to throw that chair.  Just before I had thrown a pen or something.  I can't remember.  It felt good, though.  Then I stomped off to another room, and I slammed the door, nice and hard, to let her know I was mad.  Screaming </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/113858219362361311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=113858219362361311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/113858219362361311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/113858219362361311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/01/stop-all-traffic-jams.html' title='stop all the traffic jams'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-113812889815956204</id><published>2006-01-24T14:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T14:54:58.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>only the further</title><summary type='text'>im sitting in a dark white roomi swear to god im not lyingim totally serious about thisits a damn dark white roomtotally seriousits not some stupid metaphorbecause im sitting in a dark white roomi grabbed another cd because i didnt want to wear out the one beforebut these songs are already worn outi can feel the pencils and pens and stacks of papersthe writing and the readingtheyre wearing me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/113812889815956204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=113812889815956204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/113812889815956204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/113812889815956204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/01/only-further.html' title='only the further'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-113802641503605020</id><published>2006-01-23T10:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T10:27:15.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Perschnuckled.</title><summary type='text'>Chock full of masturbaters.  Blog after blog (God, my life sucks), message board after message board  (omg I love eleanorrs hair i wunna do her), news article after news article ("Remember when we were the first to inform you drrr"), we love seeing our own text.What does it say about us?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/113802641503605020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=113802641503605020&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/113802641503605020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/113802641503605020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/01/perschnuckled.html' title='Perschnuckled.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-113681274964443128</id><published>2006-01-09T09:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T09:19:09.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'>and they never wanted a show anyway</title><summary type='text'>turn brake turn brake turn turn brake turni open the windows and breathe the solemn airbecause it's all i've got todayturn turn turn brake turn brakesomehow, my sock's folded in my shoeugh</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/113681274964443128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=113681274964443128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/113681274964443128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/113681274964443128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2006/01/and-they-never-wanted-show-anyway.html' title='and they never wanted a show anyway'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-113571781467695774</id><published>2005-12-27T16:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T17:10:14.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad like the sky.</title><summary type='text'>I've never been one for reading other people's blogs.  They always come off boring with the whole "went to the store today, met jimmy, hes the hot guy i know lol so anyway i took a bath later AND LET ME TELL YOU THE REST OF MY DAY" thing.  Some of them more emo than others, mid-to-upper class kids complaining about lack of money, etc.  I always found mine more interesting because, you know, I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/113571781467695774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=113571781467695774&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/113571781467695774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/113571781467695774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/12/sad-like-sky.html' title='Sad like the sky.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-113552326183172142</id><published>2005-12-25T11:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T11:11:09.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!  :D</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/113552326183172142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=113552326183172142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/113552326183172142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/113552326183172142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas-d.html' title='Merry Christmas!  :D'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-113512399849781975</id><published>2005-12-20T19:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T20:14:18.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>come on</title><summary type='text'>lets see, lets seeit was 20 years ago i was still learning to movei was learning to love you, and we all know thatbutlets see, lets seeit was 3 days ago i was thinking to myselfabout trying to figure out howjust trying to feel my way throughabout how maybe itd have been nice if i had a couple thousand dollarsyep, in my walletand id drive to the jewellry store like a good manlike a proper manyep, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/113512399849781975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=113512399849781975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/113512399849781975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/113512399849781975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/12/come-on.html' title='come on'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-113484527565453980</id><published>2005-12-17T14:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T14:47:55.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS THE MISSION</title><summary type='text'>I've gotten chubby, guys. :D</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/113484527565453980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=113484527565453980&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/113484527565453980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/113484527565453980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-is-mission.html' title='THIS IS THE MISSION'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-113408820637758274</id><published>2005-12-08T19:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T00:36:53.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretentious Preemptive Best Albums of 2005</title><summary type='text'>Because nothing else worth mentioning is going to be released this year.I don't think I'm going to make a Top 10 or ratings thing, because it's always too hard for me to do that.  I hate putting one album before the other; they're all so precious. :)Wintersleep - WintersleepProbably the best discovery I've made since coming to Canada.  Singer's voice can be irritating at times ("Lipstick" or "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/113408820637758274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=113408820637758274&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/113408820637758274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/113408820637758274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/12/pretentious-preemptive-best-albums-of.html' title='Pretentious Preemptive Best Albums of 2005'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-113303818242100543</id><published>2005-11-26T16:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T15:42:34.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ASDF</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/113303818242100543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=113303818242100543&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/113303818242100543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/113303818242100543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/11/asdf.html' title='ASDF'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-113245018391507559</id><published>2005-11-19T21:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T21:29:43.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A link.</title><summary type='text'>Worth reading.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/113245018391507559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=113245018391507559&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/113245018391507559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/113245018391507559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/11/link.html' title='A link.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-113167097913861218</id><published>2005-11-10T20:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T21:02:59.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Laps.</title><summary type='text'>we are talking and you go that wayi can see the cracks in the pavementyou dont like this spotyou dont like it allnow you have to carry all this stuff down the stairsi could just go with youso goddamn sassyand you just go that wayi scramble for the door and the key i find my feet and i lose them againyou just keep walking that wayi could swear a raindrop just hit mebut the temperature is nice i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/113167097913861218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=113167097913861218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/113167097913861218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/113167097913861218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/11/laps.html' title='Laps.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-113157032453680806</id><published>2005-11-09T16:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T00:08:31.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter cleaning.</title><summary type='text'>wut.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/113157032453680806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=113157032453680806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/113157032453680806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/113157032453680806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/11/winter-cleaning.html' title='Winter cleaning.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-113070216803985784</id><published>2005-10-30T15:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T16:01:26.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>work</title><summary type='text'>« Reply #** on: **/**/** at ****** »  Reply with quote Modify messagethrough some ************* the way i determined ou could do this is 2 but its cleaner in 3) is to use a DIVISONand then testing primality of ******* and q******* and if they both return prime, then outpt is a *on*, otherwise increment *ivi and redo the process while divisor is less than input&gt;&gt;&gt;  IP Logged IP Logged on **/**/**</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/113070216803985784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=113070216803985784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/113070216803985784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/113070216803985784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/10/work.html' title='work'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112882934556900469</id><published>2005-10-09T00:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T00:42:25.576-03:00</updated><title type='text'>asdf</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112882934556900469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112882934556900469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112882934556900469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112882934556900469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/10/asdf.html' title='asdf'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112848381283204518</id><published>2005-10-05T00:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T00:45:24.600-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Too little time.</title><summary type='text'>22 today.While I'm overwhelmingly happy with the situation I've stumbled into, I can't help but feel time is just slipping away from me, running over my body and swirling down the drain.the dirt washed off long ago.  I need to quit spending all my time in the shower and go to work.Clock's ticking.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112848381283204518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112848381283204518&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112848381283204518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112848381283204518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/10/too-little-time.html' title='Too little time.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112726085790478978</id><published>2005-09-20T20:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T21:00:57.910-03:00</updated><title type='text'>CAR!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112726085790478978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112726085790478978&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112726085790478978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112726085790478978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/09/car.html' title='CAR!'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112656684219464393</id><published>2005-09-12T20:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T20:14:02.200-03:00</updated><title type='text'>MEOWERS!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112656684219464393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112656684219464393&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112656684219464393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112656684219464393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/09/meowers.html' title='MEOWERS!'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112637345490535066</id><published>2005-09-10T14:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T14:30:54.910-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gnashing.</title><summary type='text'>I need to find a cheap host. :(Sorry for the lack of posts.  School started and I narrowly escaped mediocrity for the time being.  brbrbrbbrbrbrrrrrI seriously miss my pictars.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112637345490535066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112637345490535066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112637345490535066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112637345490535066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/09/gnashing.html' title='Gnashing.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112604425937487322</id><published>2005-09-06T19:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T19:04:19.380-03:00</updated><title type='text'>AX*34-75THSDLK92,2.3333</title><summary type='text'>Sadly, I loled at this.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112604425937487322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112604425937487322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112604425937487322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112604425937487322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/09/ax34-75thsdlk9223333.html' title='AX*34-75THSDLK92,2.3333'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112562891657931421</id><published>2005-09-01T23:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T23:41:56.583-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, then.</title><summary type='text'>I'm removing all the pics and stuff from my real website for reasons that will be stated later, so none of the pictures will work here until I find a new host.Of course, I'll still post my boring thoughts in the meantime.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112562891657931421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112562891657931421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112562891657931421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112562891657931421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/09/well-then.html' title='Well, then.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112544413031730730</id><published>2005-08-30T20:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T20:22:10.323-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How strange it is to be in love, and how lucky I am to have it to be in.  I sat back and realized just today that, in fact, I had achieved my only true goal.  If she doesn't realize how much of a douchebag I am, the rest of my life from here on will by my golden time.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112544413031730730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112544413031730730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112544413031730730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112544413031730730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/08/how-strange-it-is-to-be-in-love-and.html' title=''/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112543335783663109</id><published>2005-08-30T16:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T17:24:27.060-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Clearing brush.</title><summary type='text'>When we were coming upwe came up together, 14 and youngthey taught me how to smokeI taught them how to self-destructWe had our hands around our throatsShoving our hearts in our mouthwatching and learning and despisingwe had no idea what we were doingThe Ruinersswallowing our pillsshoving the tips of keys in our nosesblowing smoke into our jacketswatching and waiting and numbingA guy I knew </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112543335783663109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112543335783663109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112543335783663109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112543335783663109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/08/clearing-brush.html' title='Clearing brush.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112538224485726339</id><published>2005-08-30T03:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T03:16:04.380-03:00</updated><title type='text'>BONUS AWESOME!</title><summary type='text'>Also, got tons of pics from Maine, New Brunswick, and NS.  Postin' 'em later.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112538224485726339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112538224485726339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112538224485726339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112538224485726339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/08/bonus-awesome.html' title='BONUS AWESOME!'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112538220351228697</id><published>2005-08-30T03:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T03:10:03.516-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I've just doubled my awesome!</title><summary type='text'>Got my visa.  I'm legal 'til '09, Canada.  Deal with it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112538220351228697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112538220351228697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112538220351228697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112538220351228697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/08/ive-just-doubled-my-awesome.html' title='I&apos;ve just doubled my awesome!'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112508629934478196</id><published>2005-08-26T16:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T16:51:54.330-03:00</updated><title type='text'>And all the interesting things went home.</title><summary type='text'>Slow for content.  Minus creativity.  I get lost on what I'm doing here this place is a hole.  Find time.  Get time.Maybe go for a walk.It's fine.  I'm fine.  I miss you.  You're gone.  Took a nap didn't feel well.  More time staring at colors and words.  Read an entire magazine in one sitting.  Eyes hurt.  I miss you.  You're only at work.  You're just at work.Maine tomorrow.  New life.  Again.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112508629934478196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112508629934478196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112508629934478196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112508629934478196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/08/and-all-interesting-things-went-home.html' title='And all the interesting things went home.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112473881236178964</id><published>2005-08-22T15:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T03:14:48.206-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaaaannnnnnnd the Top 10 Worst of the Year So Far:</title><summary type='text'>The top 8, so close to each other, I couldn't differentiate my dislike for them.  Not saying they sound alike, they just suck alike.1. M.I.A. - Arular-  The Hold Steady - Separation Sunday-  System of a Down - Mesmerize-  13 &amp; God - 13 &amp; God-  Lemon Jelly - '64-'95-  The Fiery Furnaces - Rehearsing My Choir  -  Art Brut - Art Brut-  Daft Punk - Human After AllThe just plain boring albums.9. Bloc </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112473881236178964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112473881236178964&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112473881236178964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112473881236178964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/08/aaaaannnnnnnd-top-10-worst-of-year-so.html' title='Aaaaannnnnnnd the Top 10 Worst of the Year So Far:'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112473452170441282</id><published>2005-08-22T14:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T15:15:21.746-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Since I'm bored...</title><summary type='text'>This is a list of all the bands (that I know of, of course, I'm sure there's a gazillion) that have released albums this year, or have albums that leaked.  I've only listened to half of these.  :(But, yeah, makin' a Top 20 of the Year So Far.  Gotta pass the time before school starts.Trail of Dead50 Foot WaveA Silver Mt. ZionAdult.Akron/FamilyAmerican Analog SetAndrew BirdAnimal CollectiveAntony </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112473452170441282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112473452170441282&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112473452170441282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112473452170441282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/08/since-im-bored.html' title='Since I&apos;m bored...'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112471249703753579</id><published>2005-08-22T08:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T09:08:17.046-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Balance.</title><summary type='text'>I was talking to Tom on the AIM the other day (for the first time in a while), and I mentioned that I wasn't used to 15 hours.  Or taking 15 credit hours in school.  Yeah, I was vague and Tom said something like, "What?  You used to work all the time," referring to the time that, yes, I did, in fact, have a job and I worked 40-45 hours a week.  For a long time. Heh.  I had forgotten about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112471249703753579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112471249703753579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112471249703753579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112471249703753579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/08/balance.html' title='Balance.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112459578963142181</id><published>2005-08-21T00:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T18:34:21.786-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonfire.</title><summary type='text'>Well, as you can see I've got spiffy new links west of this post.  Kinda cluttered at the moment, but I couldn't give a fuck less, seeing as how I DID IT ALL BY MYSELF!:Dedit:  Oh, except for that bunny Blogger one down there.  Some chick did that one probably.Anyways.  :D</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112459578963142181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112459578963142181&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112459578963142181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112459578963142181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/08/bonfire.html' title='Bonfire.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112455996770247931</id><published>2005-08-20T14:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T20:52:13.253-03:00</updated><title type='text'>None too emo.</title><summary type='text'>Plates.  Bowls.  Mugs.  Glasses.  Wine glasses get wrapped up twice.  Pots.  Pans.  And then to the rest of the apartment, where the dresser was, half a condom wrapper on the floor, a faded receipt (proof of purchase for cigarettes).  Here's where the bed was, on the floor, this is where we first made love.  This is where I sat with you eating macaroni and cheese, (pretending to be) watching a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112455996770247931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112455996770247931&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112455996770247931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112455996770247931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/08/none-too-emo.html' title='None too emo.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112449626421254012</id><published>2005-08-19T21:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T21:04:24.213-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DYLAN YOU BASTARD</title><summary type='text'>Where'd ya go?  It's your birthday or something.  Come back so I can shower you with bad jokes and banter.You're seriously missed.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112449626421254012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112449626421254012&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112449626421254012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112449626421254012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/08/dylan-you-bastard.html' title='DYLAN YOU BASTARD'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112449618836684413</id><published>2005-08-19T20:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T21:03:08.376-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Built on tortured footsteps.</title><summary type='text'>The anticipation will kill me.  Come ooooonnnn, September 7th.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112449618836684413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112449618836684413&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112449618836684413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112449618836684413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/08/built-on-tortured-footsteps.html' title='Built on tortured footsteps.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112433965614286086</id><published>2005-08-18T01:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T01:34:16.143-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, yes y'all.</title><summary type='text'>Fucking finally figured how some of this CSS stuff works.  As you can tell by the widened horizons, I'm expanding this bitch, making room for bigger pictures and bullshit you don't want to read.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112433965614286086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112433965614286086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112433965614286086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112433965614286086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/08/yes-yes-yall.html' title='Yes, yes y&apos;all.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112433763613420653</id><published>2005-08-18T00:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T01:05:19.186-03:00</updated><title type='text'>AX835TH8463-99T,3-1</title><summary type='text'>Made big steps in moving out of the apartment over the past two or three days.  I realize I'm turning Andrea's bedroom into 'our' room.  It's so fucking surreal co-owning everything, having to decide with someone else about what goes where,  and no, I'm not gonna have shit pressed up against the outlets, goddammit.I honestly couldn't ask for anything more.  This was what I was wanting.  Sharing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112433763613420653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112433763613420653&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112433763613420653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112433763613420653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/08/ax835th8463-99t3-1.html' title='AX835TH8463-99T,3-1'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112373200950746920</id><published>2005-08-11T00:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T00:46:49.516-03:00</updated><title type='text'>AX835TH7463-09JF-29,6</title><summary type='text'>It's only a cycle.  We lose our way.  We get back on track.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112373200950746920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112373200950746920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112373200950746920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112373200950746920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/08/ax835th7463-09jf-296.html' title='AX835TH7463-09JF-29,6'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112356355918888836</id><published>2005-08-09T01:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T02:02:08.666-03:00</updated><title type='text'>AX835TH6554-TJ991-42,36,7549,0,2</title><summary type='text'>Took a dive into desktop drawing.  My only thoughts afterward were question marks.*post format and drawing format both stolen from Lora :)*</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112356355918888836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112356355918888836&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112356355918888836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112356355918888836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/08/ax835th6554-tj991-4236754902.html' title='AX835TH6554-TJ991-42,36,7549,0,2'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112354124752805731</id><published>2005-08-08T19:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T19:47:27.530-03:00</updated><title type='text'>AX895TH6445-BY51-2.</title><summary type='text'>Registered for classes and everything.  Fucking hurry up and wait.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112354124752805731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112354124752805731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112354124752805731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112354124752805731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/08/ax895th6445-by51-2.html' title='AX895TH6445-BY51-2.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112311622255086637</id><published>2005-08-03T21:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T21:43:42.556-03:00</updated><title type='text'>If you build it, they will cringe.</title><summary type='text'>I woke up this morning feeling lethargic.  Went with the lady to help her pick out some glasses.  She can't help but freak out because she's never needed them before and I can't help but laugh at her because I've had 'em for years.  Her prescription and need are so miniscule anyway, so it's not like she'll be wearing them often.  But her sissyness is part of the attraction. :)Anywho, I check my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112311622255086637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112311622255086637&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112311622255086637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112311622255086637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/08/if-you-build-it-they-will-cringe.html' title='If you build it, they will cringe.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112301200886482276</id><published>2005-08-02T16:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T16:53:09.280-03:00</updated><title type='text'>God save us all.</title><summary type='text'>I was gonna post another emo rant here about something or other.  But I forgot while I was resizing a plethora of needless pictures.  But looking at them, I realized how nice Arkansas was, aside from the suffocating humidity for 8 or 9 months of the year.  I guess we'll be having our wedding there.  smiley faceThe past couple days I've been writing weird lyrics.  Weird.Yeah.I'm writing new </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112301200886482276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112301200886482276&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112301200886482276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112301200886482276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/08/god-save-us-all.html' title='God save us all.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112276823664242244</id><published>2005-07-30T21:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T21:03:56.643-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah.</title><summary type='text'>I downloaded some Flash thinger-thing and hopefully, I'll kickstart the real website and spiffy it all up for the masses of people that read my misgivings and amnesias and  gargantuan problems with life and music and stuff.All 12 of you.  :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112276823664242244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112276823664242244&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112276823664242244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112276823664242244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/07/yeah.html' title='Yeah.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112243130284747678</id><published>2005-07-26T23:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T23:28:31.226-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookies.</title><summary type='text'>The last one was taken by dear Andrea.  Infinitely more creative than I would've done.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112243130284747678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112243130284747678&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112243130284747678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112243130284747678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/07/cookies.html' title='Cookies.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112235702591296575</id><published>2005-07-26T02:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T02:50:25.913-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone hold my hand in the intarweb.  I'm scared of the codes!</title><summary type='text'>My blog feels like a hospital with the color.  Ah, well.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112235702591296575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112235702591296575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112235702591296575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112235702591296575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/07/someone-hold-my-hand-in-intarweb-im.html' title='Someone hold my hand in the intarweb.  I&apos;m scared of the codes!'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112235588281482960</id><published>2005-07-26T02:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T02:33:34.230-03:00</updated><title type='text'>She whos sees the seas for what they are.</title><summary type='text'>------------------------------------------------------Just another smoggy day in Little Rock.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112235588281482960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112235588281482960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112235588281482960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112235588281482960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/07/she-whos-sees-seas-for-what-they-are.html' title='She whos sees the seas for what they are.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112235531226296921</id><published>2005-07-25T14:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T12:54:29.850-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGH I HATE RAYMi!!11@2</title><summary type='text'>so i was like taking a piss and my ovaries were hurting and my freind Jackaloid and i took funny pictures at a goth store that was like in the middle of hell and satan was sitting there.  look fluffy kittys!!!!! wanna see pictures of me???  buy my stuff!  seriously im writing a book about sex sex SEX now im gonna go to sleep with a toenail that HURTS  /raymiIt's not like my blog's better, really.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112235531226296921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112235531226296921&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112235531226296921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112235531226296921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/07/argh-i-hate-raymi112.html' title='ARGH I HATE RAYMi!!11@2'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112204239639887059</id><published>2005-07-22T11:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T11:30:26.480-03:00</updated><title type='text'>An old story or something-or-other.</title><summary type='text'>No idea what this is all about.  Probably something that happened to me that day.  Written on November 22nd, 2003."Don't you wish you had a fifteen inch cock?""Excuse me?""Seriously, though, wouldn't it be cool to have a fifteen inch cock?""I'd... uh, no I don't think so, Jeff.""AWWW COME OOOONNN MAAAAAAN.""I don't think there's anything to be said for sticking your dick up in a woman's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112204239639887059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112204239639887059&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112204239639887059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112204239639887059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/07/old-story-or-something-or-other.html' title='An old story or something-or-other.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112204211017606469</id><published>2005-07-22T11:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T11:21:50.176-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The trite oldies.</title><summary type='text'>I found this while scrounging around.  Oh, my bleeding heart.  Written January-ish 2004.i still have the key to your place that you gave me so long agothe locks been changed a couple times, too much time has passed, uselessendless fucking daysive kept all of my promises yet i cant seem to find where youve thrown yoursi stand by and watch you leavei stare at the wall and listen to your voice </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112204211017606469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112204211017606469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112204211017606469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112204211017606469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/07/trite-oldies.html' title='The trite oldies.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112189734800594341</id><published>2005-07-20T19:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T20:06:21.390-03:00</updated><title type='text'>"I've seen too much, you haven't seen enough."</title><summary type='text'>I was lying in bed a couple nights ago, staring at the ceiling.  Thoughts slowly churning, reflecting on the day, being bored.  The ceiling should've fallen on me; otherwise, I wouldn't be writing this bullshit.My thoughts turned to my dad, and my grandfather.  How they looked in their caskets.  The bodies were there.  They, however, were not.  And I thought about how strange it must be for me to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112189734800594341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112189734800594341&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112189734800594341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112189734800594341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/07/ive-seen-too-much-you-havent-seen.html' title='&quot;I&apos;ve seen too much, you haven&apos;t seen enough.&quot;'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112165351954088201</id><published>2005-07-17T23:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T23:25:19.546-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Niacin.</title><summary type='text'>Okay, I lied.  I haven't resized any pictures since I said I would.brb</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112165351954088201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112165351954088201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112165351954088201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112165351954088201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/07/niacin.html' title='Niacin.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112147162746775469</id><published>2005-07-15T20:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T23:08:30.506-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Potter, people obsess over you.</title><summary type='text'>edited: I've pissed enough people off.  And I might even get sued.  FUN STUFF!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112147162746775469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112147162746775469&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112147162746775469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112147162746775469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/07/oh-potter-people-obsess-over-you.html' title='Oh, Potter, people obsess over you.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112138875215084438</id><published>2005-07-14T21:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T22:15:05.693-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Canary fly.</title><summary type='text'>The blog will be back on track soon.  It's taking me a while shuffling through all the pictures from Arkansas and resizing them.  I've been a bit more busy lately, too, so, yeah.You can stop with the emails now.  I'm fine.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112138875215084438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112138875215084438&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112138875215084438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112138875215084438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/07/canary-fly.html' title='Canary fly.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-112106446178957900</id><published>2005-07-11T03:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T03:47:41.796-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Instant gratification.</title><summary type='text'>Oh, yes, we with our cell phones and broadband internet and... and... washing machines.  We all get what we want and we get it fast.  I'll have the tendercrisp sandwich with just mayo, mustard, and pickles, STAT.  The new Mt. Eerie album leaks months before it's release date, and that's become standard.  I had the new (shitty) Coldplay joint a week and a half before it hit shelves.  And I had my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/112106446178957900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=112106446178957900&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112106446178957900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/112106446178957900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/07/instant-gratification.html' title='Instant gratification.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-111999367722716193</id><published>2005-06-28T18:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T18:21:17.236-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The sun rises differently.</title><summary type='text'>It's been so odd.  I was thinking I would hate the heat and the traffic and humidity and everything that Little Rock means to me, but it's been quite the opposite.  In spite of everything looking a dirty brown (I don't think it's rained here in a while), all the familiarity comes hugging me.  The LR skyline, the freeways under endless construction, the southern accents, Sonic, Dr Pepper, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/111999367722716193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=111999367722716193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/111999367722716193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/111999367722716193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/06/sun-rises-differently.html' title='The sun rises differently.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-111921142444305780</id><published>2005-06-19T16:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T16:44:20.623-03:00</updated><title type='text'>bling</title><summary type='text'>2 WEEKS ONLY!!!  BACK AND CRUISIN' THE STREETS OF LIL' ROCK!!!22ND TO THE 5TH!!!  AWESOME!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/111921142444305780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=111921142444305780&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/111921142444305780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/111921142444305780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/06/bling.html' title='bling'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-111817907678037270</id><published>2005-06-07T18:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T18:17:56.780-03:00</updated><title type='text'>blah</title><summary type='text'>I'll be gone for a bit.See ya.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/111817907678037270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=111817907678037270&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/111817907678037270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/111817907678037270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/06/blah.html' title='blah'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-111756605718751602</id><published>2005-05-31T15:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T16:15:50.160-03:00</updated><title type='text'>One chord verse.</title><summary type='text'>The chick next to me is blaring Evanescence in her headphones.  It's bad enough they come from Arkansas, but I have to hear this shit in Canada?!?!?!So fucking nice today.  I actually almost broke a sweat during the walk up here.  Give me a week and I'll be bitching and missing winter.Speaking of bitching, heard the new Coldplay album.   They really broke out the synthesizers on these songs.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/111756605718751602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=111756605718751602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/111756605718751602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/111756605718751602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/05/one-chord-verse.html' title='One chord verse.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-111743142441934809</id><published>2005-05-30T02:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T03:31:35.973-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thought.</title><summary type='text'>Broken letters, but the words must be fixed by now.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/111743142441934809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=111743142441934809&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/111743142441934809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/111743142441934809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/05/random-thought.html' title='Random thought.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-111742851077479324</id><published>2005-05-30T01:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T01:48:30.780-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hitchhiker's Guide to Horrible Translation.</title><summary type='text'>Jesus.Quite possibly the worst book-movie I've ever seen.Granted, I've read the book (the entire series), so I was just begging to be let down in some way or another, but good God, not a borderline suckfest.  First of all, the beginning moves waaaay too fast for any newbie to get to know the characters truly, and it even moved way too fast for me, and ended too early.  Goes to show you can't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/111742851077479324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=111742851077479324&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/111742851077479324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/111742851077479324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/05/hitchhikers-guide-to-horrible.html' title='Hitchhiker&apos;s Guide to Horrible Translation.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-111730823187077623</id><published>2005-05-28T16:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T16:24:08.533-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Unpopular opinions make me an idiot, apparently.</title><summary type='text'>-Her Majesty &gt; Picaresque-Arcade Fire suck-Pinback doesn't make solid albums-WLRRR was actually decent; everyone hates it because it's not the MG they know and love-Bloc Party suck-Good News is the highlight of MM's career-Xiu Xiu, while good and somewhat innovative, is not fucking classic-2005 has been extremely lackluster for music-After listening to Beehives and only liking half of YFIIP, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/111730823187077623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=111730823187077623&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/111730823187077623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/111730823187077623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/05/unpopular-opinions-make-me-idiot.html' title='Unpopular opinions make me an idiot, apparently.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5603239.post-111713976881654023</id><published>2005-05-26T17:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T17:38:52.013-03:00</updated><title type='text'>London Bridge is safe and sound, no matter what you keep repeating.</title><summary type='text'>I've found that this Celsius stuff has got to go.  It's like 7° or something right now, but I don't give a shit; I can see my breath and it's been raining for what seems like weeks.  In other words the temperature is:  MISERABLE.I hate the sun as much as the next freak of nature, but I would like to see it for just an hour.  Just one hour.  But there's no sign of it showing anytime soon, so I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://re.blogspot.com/feeds/111713976881654023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5603239&amp;postID=111713976881654023&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/111713976881654023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5603239/posts/default/111713976881654023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://re.blogspot.com/2005/05/london-bridge-is-safe-and-sound-no.html' title='London Bridge is safe and sound, no matter what you keep repeating.'/><author><name>ray</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110713641839715447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
