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                <title>Fortunately, I have no dignity...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 28 Sep 2011 21:58:36 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Fortunately, I have no dignity...</media:title>
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        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Because I have to do this now, apparently.<br /><br />1. Do you need him/her to be good looking?<br />I can barely even see, much less be able to tell the difference.<br /><br />2. Smart?<br />Yes; Dark Jesus. This one I can give a real answer to.<br /><br />And wise is somewhat important as well, if not more so. And it is moreso.<br /><br />3. Preferred age?<br />Will I get arrested if I say eigh... te... twelve? seventy-three!<br /><br />4. Preferred height?<br />believe me, it's not me who the difference would come to matter to.<br /><br />6. How about piercings?<br />No. Are we trying to win the "how much can we look like hookers" contest?<br /><br />7. Accepts you for who you are?<br />No. I like people who completely despise eve ]]></media:text>            
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                <title>This is just getting preposterous.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 19 Aug 2011 09:53:59 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">This is just getting preposterous.</media:title>
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        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Now, right when I wanted to have lunch, I was going to take our leftover chicken, and make some baked beans, and go get a fountain drink from Speedway. If it wasn't bad enough that I was informed that someone ate not only all the chicken, but also all the baked beans; right when I was going to go to speedway, there was a standoff directly out front between police and two people who had weapons, so I can't go anywhere. Now I'm thirsty, and bitter, and have nothing to eat, and can't go anywhere to get anything either.<br /><br />FFFFFF. ]]></media:text>            
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                <title>This. Why not?</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 13 Jul 2011 23:09:39 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">This. Why not?</media:title>
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        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ More or less. I copied it with some answers still in it, so I might have missed one or two.<br /><br />Emo<br /><br />[ ] I cry a lot.<br />[ ] I go to local shows.<br />[x] I wear black everyday.<br />[ ] I write sad poetry.<br />[ ] I play an acoustic guitar.<br />[ ] My favorite bands include: Fall Out Boy , My Chemical Romance, or Panic! at the Disco.<br />[x] I think about suicide or death often.<br />[ ] People have told me to cheer up.<br />[ ] I cry when I see dead animals.<br />[ ] My myspace pics are black or white or angled.<br />[ ] I wear many band shirts.<br />[x] No one understands me.<br />[x] I don't talk too often.<br />[ ] I look down when I walk.<br />[ ] I wear black eyeliner.<br />[ ] I have an ex I ]]></media:text>            
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 13 Jun 2011 23:35:30 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Devious Journal Entry</media:title>
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        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ I just had a dream where I was in the secret capitalist hideout, and discovered a book they had there called "The last Banking Testament of Christ" which they claim was a secret passed down through generations between the capitalists dictating about how capitalism was created by Jesus and Mary Magdalene, in order to keep all money away from poor people, and keep rich people rich forever.<br /><br />Then I went on an archaeological adventure, like Indiana Jones, and discovered the original copy, which opened with a metaphorical statement which was something like "Jesus be with us," but which had been mistranslated into implying that it means Jesus was l ]]></media:text>            
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                <title>Religion forum</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 24 May 2011 22:48:30 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Religion forum</media:title>
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        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Now, you may have heard the great news that there's going to be a whole forum dedicated solely to people being dicks to other people. Or whatever it's supposed to be for; I don't know. http://hq.deviantart.com/blog/40828975/ Anyways, yes, as part of the new updates, they're making in what was probably one of their less wise decisions, but which nonetheless makes me happy a religions forum.<br /><br />And why? Because with my genius intuition, similar to the politicsforum club, I made this. http://darel-phiforumclub.deviantart.com/ Mind you, since the update won't actually go through for a few weeks, until then it's just going to be a pretty much empty  ]]></media:text>            
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                <title>Finally done with my craptastic classes. (Movie)</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 18 May 2011 15:44:02 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Finally done with my craptastic classes. (Movie)</media:title>
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        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Well, fortunately I finished yet another semester of worthless classes, and one useful one. Hopefully this will change once I get into third year. That, and the bank forgot that it wasn't going to charge me it's fees, so now I have to go talk to them again about it. FFF<br /><br />But on the bright side, now you can see our terrible final we did for mythology. The depressing thing is that we were by far the best group in the class. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n4FGuu1sxj8 You'll notice I have like, one speaking line. I can't speak coherently without suffocating when I try to raise my voice. That's why I generally never talk higher than a whisper. Whi ]]></media:text>            
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                <title>Placeholder for easy instructions to patch SMTII</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 24 Mar 2011 21:50:07 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Placeholder for easy instructions to patch SMTII</media:title>
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        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Well, getting people to play Shin Megami Tensei II has now become a full time job for me, so I decided that rather than having to help them look all over for workable patches and emulators each time, I'll just write down an easy set of instructions I can keep around to link them to. So I'll keep the instructions here for the time being.<br /><br />-PATCHING THE GAME-<br /><br />Now the first thing you need to realize is that this game is not in English; it's in Japanese. It was never released outside of Japan. So you'll need to download four separate things, before you can play it. Unless you speak Japanese, in which case you don't need 2 and 3.<br /><br />1: The game its ]]></media:text>            
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                <title>Why must I be made to suffer?</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 21 Mar 2011 23:57:20 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Why must I be made to suffer?</media:title>
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        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Well, I went through a full day of school today, even though I was sick, because I needed to talk to my group who gave me a broken email, so I cant contact them. Then, like, eight hours later, I was still there, because I thought i needed to turn in a math assignment and that it was the last day, but the teacher said it was already due, so I wasted my time, and stayed all that time for nothing, even though I was on the verge of throwing up this whole time. And also, I'm now going to be missing a major amount of points for math. You can tell I'm sick, because I'm talking like I'm not all here. More than usual, I mean.<br /><br />And then I had to walk t ]]></media:text>            
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                <title>Infinite Light</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 21 Feb 2011 01:27:25 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Infinite Light</media:title>
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        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Yeah. As I was telling :iconvalgaror: the other day against his will, since nobody goes on AIM anymore, for some god-forsaken reason; I decided to get an MSN, too.<br /><br />I also don't know how this god-forsaken program even works. The email I used for it was thebunkerman@hotmail.com. That's all you need to find people on it, right? Feel free to add me, whoever.<br /><br />On a completely sane side-note,  Does anyone else ever get the feeling that The Great Will is constantly pestering them over something in a hilariously ironic fashion that's also slightly mocking? There's only so many unrelated-yet-related coincidences in ONE DAY, then also SEVERAL FOLLOWIN ]]></media:text>            
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                <title>I don't think my new avatar's going to work out.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 09 Dec 2010 01:28:20 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">I don't think my new avatar's going to work out.</media:title>
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        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Funny story. The other day, Joe Chesna came back from the marines for three days, and wanted to do something interesting and different. So he convinced eighteen people to come out on a trip in a caravan of four cars, we drove in circles going vaguely southwest for three hours, then when we randomly got to an empty field, he tricked everyone into looking for his keys he said he lost, locked them out of their cars, and then shaving creamed them for no reason. It was quite entertaining. Most of them were pissed off.<br /><br />On a side note, I played the greatest five-minute flash game ever, today. It's called one chance. Go play it; it's definitely wort ]]></media:text>            
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                <title>Bee and Squirrel power</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 05 Nov 2010 15:16:52 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Bee and Squirrel power</media:title>
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        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Well, I spent all night listening to mice eat candy off my floor that was leftover from Halloween, since I was too lazy to move it higher. And if that wasn't bad enough, I woke up to a squirrel flying through my open window, and trampolining back into the glass from the sheet I had over it. It then took twenty seconds to untangle itself, and another thirty, after knocking down my shade, to jump to different places to get enough of a running start to actually get back out of it.<br /><br />Needless to say, even thought this was at the ass-early hour of Two P.M. It was enough excitement that I got up then for the rest of the day, and now feel dead-tired. ]]></media:text>            
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                <title>Peacock</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 11 Oct 2010 02:01:34 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Peacock</media:title>
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        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Well, apparently we're on youtube now. If you watch this video we ended up on when we were bored accidentally, and came across the guy making it; we're the ones on at 1:00.<br /><br />http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BUuNohO-SV4<br /><br />Also, I'm having a new trend of dreams where I wake up, crazy shit happens, I wake up again, more shit happens, wake up in my room again... It's a never ending cycle.<br /><br />And I just went to a party where I had to listen (for three hours) to someone talk about how they ran over their own friend, and drove off without him, whilst they were robbing a beer keg from some guy's garage. Someone needs to let this person know he's a complet ]]></media:text>            
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                <title>These weren't as good.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 03 Jul 2010 15:47:31 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">These weren't as good.</media:title>
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        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Well, there was a semi-boring party yesterday. I also love how I have to be the moral guidance for everyone in the world, now, apparently. And by love, I mean I'm phrasing it sarcastically, but secretly love random jackasses now being forced to admit that I'm smarter (and wiser) than them.<br /><br />Also, I had two dreams. In the first one, me and some random dog broke into a demon's techno club, and then used the holy hand grenade to return of the jedi style demand that he come out and fight me alone, unless he wanted me to instantly kill everyone in the place, including him and myself. After killing him, Apparently I got big enough in the demon hunt ]]></media:text>            
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                <title>It's like I'm Aleph, all over again.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 28 May 2010 18:32:49 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">It's like I'm Aleph, all over again.</media:title>
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        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ I just had this hilarious, yet slightly blasphemous dream. It would probably make more sense if you knew who the people involved were. For some reason at four in the morning, I was outside the shines house fighting with this giant robot thing that was attacking us. After I broke it, I traced the people who made it to some mall or other. Also, in the mall, there was a rift in space which w...hen I came in contact with gave me the ability to absorb people. It turned out that a huge global war was starting, and the people in the mall were randomly trying to kill random people for no reason, so I absorbed a huge amount of random people. Then afte ]]></media:text>            
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                <title>Noah's Ark</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 04 May 2010 19:57:27 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Noah's Ark</media:title>
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        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ I just had this crazy dream. I don't remember much about the beginning. Long story short, everyone lived in a crapsack world, and a few people were trying to escape from the surface by moving into a Bioshock style underwater place, but their submarine crashed, so they had to make the last part of the journey in scuba suits. When they got there, the place was all but abandoned, but they had no way to leave, so they stayed there with the few people who lived there, not really even sure whether their life was more terrible than what they left on the surface.<br /><br />Then, after a short period where I woke up, I had another dream, which I'm pretty sure  ]]></media:text>            
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                <title>He's really a pretty nice guy.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 13 Nov 2009 16:17:19 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">He's really a pretty nice guy.</media:title>
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        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ So, I just had this dream where Brendan Hodges, his mom, my brother Matt (for some reason) and a mysterious stranger who looked like he was in a fire were all in an old-style car together going on vacation, or something. They stopped at a hotel, but when they went in, the people in charge were acting like total dicks to them. (Also talking about how Germany was screwed, because without Hitler's awesome CO power, they couldn't survive against their enemies) The mysterious strnger said to get the hell out of there, but the guy at the door, who was the only nice person kep telling them they SHOULD get out, so Matt decided that that meant that th ]]></media:text>            
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