<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?>

<rss version="2.0" xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:creativeCommons="http://backend.userland.com/creativeCommonsRssModule">
    <channel>
        <title>deviantART: by:Porterish</title>
        <link>http://search.deviantart.com/?q=by:Porterish&amp;section=today</link>
        <description>deviantART RSS for by:Porterish</description>
        <language>en-us</language>
        <copyright>Copyright 2009, deviantART.com</copyright>

        <pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 09:16:08 PST</pubDate>        
        <generator>deviantART.com</generator>
        <docs>http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss</docs>
        <atom:icon>http://s.deviantart.com/minish/widgets/apple-touch-icon-precomposed.png</atom:icon>
        <atom:link href="http://backend.deviantart.com/rss.xml?q=by%3APorterish&amp;type=journal" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" />
        <atom:link rel="next" href="http://backend.deviantart.com/rss.xml?q=by%3APorterish&amp;type=journal&amp;offset=60" />
                  <item>
                <title>Times they are a-changin'</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/28496364/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/28496364/</guid>
                <pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:12:21 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Dancing is my new addiction, my new workout, my new love. Although, my true love is my honda twinstar. Despite all the things that could bring me down, I am really, really, sincerely, happily, genuinely happy.<br /><br />Much Loove<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>Stagnant</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/25931747/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/25931747/</guid>
                <pubDate>Mon, 13 Jul 2009 22:46:32 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My life is at a stand still right now. Driving me crazy. Just added a second job to the mix. Maybe that will stir things up!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>Dear Deviantart</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/24061564/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/24061564/</guid>
                <pubDate>Sat, 04 Apr 2009 16:49:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hi,<br /><br />I'm low in funds and I'm in artist.<br /><br />These two combined = not able to obtain a subscription.<br /><br />SO PLEASE STOP SPAMMING ME WITH *REQUESTS* to subscribe. <br /><br />If I wanted to I would. I would if I could.<br /><br />Thanks<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>o_o</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/20239008/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/20239008/</guid>
                <pubDate>Sat, 30 Aug 2008 16:06:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Broken heart alert with little jolted spurts. I am feeling just fine, and then "oh, no" something reminded me of you, and made me so blue. Seems I can not live with or without you and I hate it. I wish we could just honestly say what we felt, instead of guarding ourselves from eachother.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>Junish journal entry</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/19027794/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/19027794/</guid>
                <pubDate>Tue, 24 Jun 2008 20:27:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Has a broken heart. I hate when that happens. Growth comes through anguish, but okay, fine life, I'm okay if I don't have anymore personal growth, I can't take heartbreak like this. Its killing me.<br /><br />no, I'm not feeling sociable, the mood thing isn't working. I'm feeling very very sad.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>Spring weather can't come soon enough</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/17850951/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/17850951/</guid>
                <pubDate>Mon, 14 Apr 2008 15:23:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I know its supposed to be spring and the crocuses are blooming, the tulips are coming up and the grass is a darker shade of green. But I am still wearing my down winter coat and wool hat. But in hopeful protest I've been wearing sandals and shirt sleeve shirts. I can't wait to garden again! I'm uncertian if my monetary funds will cover more than a few dozen plants this year <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> Guess I'll have to choose wisely. I have an abundance in books and I was reading them non-stop until schoot started again for me in april. Now I work, work, study, study, sleep, go to school, eat, work, work, study, study, study. Just so you know, anyone out there, I haven't forgotten you. Actually I think about you all the time and I day dream about free time and the fun I could be having.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>Recently </title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/17434463/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/17434463/</guid>
                <pubDate>Thu, 20 Mar 2008 22:06:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ In short, I stepped on an old curtain rod the wrong way, and it went in my foot a good inch. My significant other accidentally slammed my right hand in his passanger door - I didn't lose any nails! Then life was good and I was really enjoying it - but now I have the stomach flu. Next time when I'm well, I'm going to do everything possible to stay as healthy as I can for a long period of time.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>you are your own worst critic</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/17246322/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/17246322/</guid>
                <pubDate>Sat, 08 Mar 2008 20:11:58 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You know if you put your artwork away for a while and then have a chance to look at later on... at least I was really amazed of what I am capable of! My thoughts were "Wow, I did this?" and "What was I thinking?" <br /><br />I'm adding some new/old artwork that I didn't like a while ago, but I think its really cool now. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";p" title="Wink/Razz" /><br /><br />Much love <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>The Road Less Traveled</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/17049060/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/17049060/</guid>
                <pubDate>Sun, 24 Feb 2008 20:51:34 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Compared to other members in my family.. I am defiantly going on the road less traveled. Always wanted the less traveled road, you know? But the hardships! I guess I never thought to consider those! Anyway, I am reading "The Road Less Traveled" by M. Scott Peck<br /><br />The beginning starts like this: <br /><br />Life is difficult. <br />This is a great truth, one of the greatest truths (as this was the first of the Four Noble Truths which Buddha taught, which was "Life was suffering"). It is a great truth because once we truly see this truth, we transcend it. Once we truly know that life is difficult-once we truly understand and accept it-then life is no longer difficult. Because it is accepted, the fact that life is difficult no longer matters.<br /><br />Most do not fully see this truth that life is difficult. Instead they moan more or less incessantly, noisily, or subtly, about the enormity of their problems, their burdens, and their difficulties as if life should be easy. They voice their belief, noisily or subtly, that their difficulties represent a unique kind of affliction that should not be and that has somehow been especially visited upon their families, their tribe, their class, their nation, their race or even their species, and not upon others. I know about this moaning because I have done my share.<br /><br />Life is a series of problems. Do we want to moan about them or solve them?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/16937522/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/16937522/</guid>
                <pubDate>Sun, 17 Feb 2008 22:36:52 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have a cat that, kitten, I guess, that looks like this <a href="http://skurvash.deviantart.com/art/Stray-Cat-77479045">Stray Cat</a>. Does anyone know what kind of breed this cat is?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>atmospheric subjects</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/16013429/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/16013429/</guid>
                <pubDate>Thu, 20 Dec 2007 11:35:43 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I love clouds. I love the starry night sky as well. I wish I could take pictures of the stars... they are just as beautiful as clouds.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>Tired of being tired</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/15842216/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/15842216/</guid>
                <pubDate>Sat, 08 Dec 2007 00:15:51 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, I've been away for a while. Things have come together and fallen apart. Hopefully I'll get around to seeing people I've been meaning to see quite soon.  <br />
<br />
A boy is living with me now, and its very different just visiting your boy from time to time and then it is to actually live with them. The boy has a guiena of pig, named vivi, whom my dog guards 24/7 and leaves only to eat or use the restroom.<br />
<br />
Its snowed here. Quite a bit actually, I want to go sledding on a really cool sled.<br />
<br />
Still trying to figure out what I should do with my life. A nurse? A teacher? Graph designer? Freelance artist + "normal" job? <br />
<br />
My doubts plague me immensely, more so than ever before. I am thinking its because I feel like everyone is too busy to talk to lately (friend wise) and sometimes I feel very alone. I used to talk to people alot, and that would be my therapy, as through talking I'd figure things out. I don't know how to do it now. Or way before I had as many good friends as I do now, I'd take my old dog Crosby on a walk and meditate while on the walk itself. <br />
<br />
And that thing that happened in omaha recently, it was so close to home, for a few days life felt surreal.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>hg,jhg,jhgjk</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/15130503/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/15130503/</guid>
                <pubDate>Fri, 19 Oct 2007 14:42:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Oh.. why is it that when all feels like it is going just like you planned.. you decide that it isn't what you wanted...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>breathe me</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/14581180/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/14581180/</guid>
                <pubDate>Mon, 10 Sep 2007 19:47:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I find it really annoying when people born and bred in america think they are so cool if they can speak a few sentences in another language and then hold it proudly over your head like its some big deal.<br />
<br />
Its chilly weather out, a while ago, I accidentally plucked an impatient from the yard, I felt bad, its a flower btw, and so I put in a vase of water... a week later, it sprouted rooots!! So today, after leaving work, I set out to plucking my favorite plants growin in the yard and put them all in vases of water by my window.. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> I guess I'll see which ones can be hydroponically grown and which ones can't.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>F-</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/14477899/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/14477899/</guid>
                <pubDate>Mon, 03 Sep 2007 19:30:42 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ why am I alive? what is the point of my life?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>Years from now I will look back</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/12941915/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/12941915/</guid>
                <pubDate>Sun, 13 May 2007 13:16:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Haven't updated in a while. Been extordinary busy. Don't know how I manage. But its an intriguing lifestyle this one lives. I'm just as mischevious as ever and I'm having great fun despite the feeling of being overworked. School. Job. Another job. Home renovation. Trying to stay creative & maintain whimiscal artwork. Trying to discover who I am truly and who I want to be for the time being.. Its time consuming, but it is truly an adventure, and I've always loved reading about adventure, but I feel I am finally living it. The dream. Or getting there. Yes. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/peace.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":peace:" title="Peace" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>i dig solitude</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/12768793/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/12768793/</guid>
                <pubDate>Sat, 28 Apr 2007 16:29:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Doing a bit of free-lance photography jaunt. Pays dirt cheap, but gotta think of the resume, right? I need a website, like, badly.<br />
<br />
I'm so tired!<br />
<br />
I have a midterm philosophy paper to write<br />
have to write a third draft english paper<br />
and.. finish working on the photos that i took and send them out to the company who already paid me.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>Thought i'd share</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/12659097/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/12659097/</guid>
                <pubDate>Thu, 19 Apr 2007 18:33:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ A friend of mine posted this on myspace, and it was really rad, I had to share, its artistic in a words like sense.<br />
<br />
La Vielle <br />
by Becca De La Rosa <br />
--- <br />
<br />
There are things you don't do. You don't tell them your real name, first of all, and you don't come in barefoot when the carpet glitters with needles of broken glass like mica, and you don't ask them questions you can't already answer. <br />
<br />
Your name is Cradle. This is all you need to know. <br />
<br />
Beside the battered drum kit a skeleton stands at attention, a pink bow pinned to a crack in her skull. Her name is Window. She has come from the country with you, sitting in the back seat of your car with a shawl around her shoulders so she won't get cold. Her joints are stuck together with pins. Window can bend like a gymnast. <br />
<br />
The girl singing with you this time is round like a Venus di Milo and you think her name is Allison. She's wearing a purple Lolita dress and long fake dreadlocks in her hair, fat Mary Janes, torn fishnet stockings. Her arms are tattooed with spider webs. She looks like a clumsy corpse who's been sampling glitter products in the make up aisle. You could betray her easily. <br />
<br />
They expect something in this club, the same way they do everywhere. They <br />
expect you to wear ra-ra skirts with thick petticoats and smeared vampire lipstick on your mouth, to play background to the singer's smoke-throat voice, so you do. None of the kids in this club know that you can play secrets with your bow. Your cello has a name, which is Tree. <br />
<br />
When the set is over Allison descends into a crowd of admirers and you bring Tree and Window over to the bar, where a kid with a fluffy mohawk says, "What are you drinking?" and you don't answer. "Take it easy," you tell Window and Tree, and push yourself off the bar stool to find a bathroom. Window and Tree can take care of themselves. <br />
<br />
The bathroom wall is a blackboard. Chalk hangs in a bucket on a chain. You sit on the floor and close your eyes, because it is hard sometimes to be what you are, whatever you are. This is not one of the things you need to know. <br />
<br />
The blackboard wall says, _There is no love_. <br />
<br />
On the dashboard of your car there is a stack of yellow papers. They are drawings of medieval torture devices from old books. You love medieval torture devices, though you couldn't say why. There are hundreds of them. The cages to catch your tongue. The racks to make you taller. Pyramids of stone that you are lowered onto, with pulleys and chains. In the old pictures the victims always look so peaceful, serene Buddhas in bondage, their faces turned towards you. Look what I feel. <br />
<br />
Someone bangs on the bathroom door. You flip the lock and smile at the girl with the vinyl-red platform boots until she squints. "Hey, I heard you," she says. "You were really good. And that other chick was amazing. How does she get her voice to sound like that?" <br />
<br />
"She freebases heroin," you say, and slide past. <br />
<br />
It's time for you to go. Window looks disapproving of all this black lace and <br />
crinoline, and a boy with black fingernails is about to tip his cigarette ash into <br />
Tree's mouth. You lead them out of the bar, around the back, into the smokey <br />
parking lot. Your car doesn't have a name. You roll the top down, to feel air on <br />
your face, and so Window and Tree can cool down, although they're not <br />
complaining. Skeletons and cellos make good company. <br />
# <br />
<br />
Some things you know about Window. <br />
<br />
She made her way to your doorstep on her swinging limbs. You found her there <br />
and asked her in for a cup of tea, and when you were both seated at the table you noticed the knobs of ice glittering in the notches of her spine. Her grin was a cover for hypothermia. "You're chilled to the bone," you said, and though you could keep a straight face, Window smiled and smiled. <br />
<br />
In bad weather a sparrow lives in Window's rib cage. His name is Matteo. Window is in love with mirrors. Her pelvis is shaped like the body of a violin, hazelnut-brown, smooth and hollow. Sometimes Window's smile is so sad you can hardly look at her, and you think she's done something she shouldn't have done, that she made a choice and it was the wrong one, and maybe she's cursed, and isn't the best travelling companion after all. <br />
# <br />
<br />
You drive all night. You like this, the way streetlights blur together and squares of light slide over you and Window and Tree. The man on the radio talks slowly and his voice sounds like insomnia and coffee grounds. From time to time the others doze, but you don't need sleep. It's one more thing you have betrayed. <br />
<br />
Once you spent all night listening to cello music on someone's vintage Victor <br />
Credenza, and when the music stopped you listened to scratches on the record... ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>Skeletizes</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/12545161/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/12545161/</guid>
                <pubDate>Tue, 10 Apr 2007 20:01:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/3398766/">[link]</a> this guy skeletizes things and um.. yeah.. its cool, wikid and it creeps me out at the same time. More than once, I felt sick to my stomach.. wow. I'm not dissing you man, if you read this, I'm just taken aback.<br />
<br />
~Chris<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>art surprise</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/12356776/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/12356776/</guid>
                <pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2007 22:34:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I went to an art gallery today and i saw a piece of art work, that just startled me.. it was so beautiful, so powerful, so emotive, my eyes were suddenly jilted by possible tears.. but i managed to make my tears recede.. but that was quite a work of art.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>reasons</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/12207514/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/12207514/</guid>
                <pubDate>Fri, 16 Mar 2007 14:31:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm not currently satisfied with my gallery, so I have not been adding anything to it. Although, I plan to work more with multilateral materials and make more things with my hands & paint brush.. <br />
<br />
that's why i've been absent as of late.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>la vie</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/11762539/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/11762539/</guid>
                <pubDate>Sat, 10 Feb 2007 16:05:45 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ life. so many things wrap themselves within my inards, like sand in sea shells.<br />
wishing for things to be easier, but if they were easier, what would feel good? what would be gained? How do I self sustain?<br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.wasteyourlife.net/">http://www.wasteyourlife.net/</a><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>be +</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/11610767/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/11610767/</guid>
                <pubDate>Mon, 29 Jan 2007 11:55:17 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ currently trying to maintain a positive outlook. its a bit difficult.<br />
<br />
still thanking god for good friends. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/peace.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":peace:" title="Peace" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>ah nah nah</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/11567506/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/11567506/</guid>
                <pubDate>Thu, 25 Jan 2007 17:05:44 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I don't know.. whenever I am sad, I just have to listen to "Hey Jude" by the beatles, and somehow it raises my spirits.<br />
<br />
I'm craving cigarettes so bad, that was my coping mechanism.. and I am trying to refuse the temptation, though, it is very strong.. and if they were in reach.. I think I'd smoke one..<br />
<br />
taking guitar lessons.. it cheers me a bit. i would like to practice my flute some more and buy some flute music.. music that i create myself seems to raise my spirits to some untouchable level.. <br />
<br />
all i can say is: Thank god for friends. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/peace.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":peace:" title="Peace" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>Links</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/11457873/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/11457873/</guid>
                <pubDate>Tue, 16 Jan 2007 09:16:35 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <a href="http://www.inhabitat.com/2006/06/26/hijacking-ikea/">[link]</a> Someone purposely misunderstood the directions to create art instead of furniture.<br />
<br />
<a href="http://knittaplease.com/">[link]</a> Knitta, please! No, really, its an awesome website about real renegade knittas. They knit signs, lamp poles, subway hand rails, trees, etc.. <br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.egg2.com/games/falling_frogs.htm">[link]</a> "frogs" appear within the wave of a mouse, and disappear into the great beyond before you least it expect it.<br />
<br />
<a href="http://egg2.com/games/arms.htm">[link]</a> torsos toss a ball around with permanently gripped hands.<br />
<br />
<a href="http://egg2.com/games/chocs.htm">[link]</a> this little dancing egg serenade just makes me smile, in some dorky thought-provoking? way.<br />
<br />
<a href="http://egg2.com/games/cute_bear.htm">[link]</a> this is just weird.. and disturbing on some levels.. By dragging the mouse in and out of the box, you'll be able to repeatedly and viciously torture a pink teddie bear. I showed it to my sister.. and she was like <i>oh my god, that's awful</i>! <br />
<br />
<a href="http://egg2.com/games/trouble_sleeping.htm">[link]</a> little odd sheep thingys, counting them helps you fall asleep.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>oy</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/11393182/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/11393182/</guid>
                <pubDate>Wed, 10 Jan 2007 23:53:09 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ nothings ever as it seems as it is in dreams<br />
dead decay rot, all that can be seen is the beauty not the begot<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>I won't be your regret</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/11340575/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/11340575/</guid>
                <pubDate>Sat, 06 Jan 2007 17:51:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I googled "something beautiful" so I could give her something back. However, I was led to this <a href="http://arthur.nomadlife.org/2005_11_01_arthurjosephson_archive.html">web page</a>, and then further to <a href="http://www.banksy.co.uk/manifesto/index.html">Banksy's web site</a>.<br />
<br />
Little boy <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cybjorg/sets/72157594337816996/">carries his gameboy</a> with him around the world! He's too busy gaming to even wonder about stonehenge!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>other peoples art</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/11005299/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/11005299/</guid>
                <pubDate>Sat, 09 Dec 2006 11:26:03 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The first 10 people who post in this journal will be featured. I will go though your gallery and choose three of your deviations I like most and post them in my journal for everyone to see! It's pretty much to show you off. Who doesn't want that? The catch? You gotta put this in your journal as well if you posted. Remember, if you don't post this in your journal, I'm not going to put your art up. So start commenting!<br />
<br />
<br />
1 <a href="http://identitateascunsa.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/i/d/identitateascunsa.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="identitateascunsa" /></a><br />
<br />
I. <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/41030270/?qo=81&q=by%3Aidentitateascunsa&qh=sort%3Atime+-in%3Ascraps">Back Flip</a> II. <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/40439926/?qo=95&q=by%3Aidentitateascunsa&qh=sort%3Atime+-in%3Ascraps">Smellyvision- Autumn Leaves II</a> III. <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/40624464/?qo=94&q=by%3Aidentitateascunsa&qh=sort%3Atime+-in%3Ascraps">Suburbian Drooling Box </a><br />
<br />
2 <a href="http://neokeitaro.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/n/e/neokeitaro.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="neokeitaro" /></a><br />
<br />
I. <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/44998766/">S.O.P - THE BEST FRIEND</a> II. <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/43761580/?qo=6&q=by%3Aneokeitaro&qh=sort%3Atime+-in%3Ascraps">The T-SHIRT DESIGN PROJECT XVI</a> III. <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/39954294/?qo=20&q=by%3Aneokeitaro&qh=sort%3Atime+-in%3Ascraps">New Brand : EMO WEAR</a><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>Collected notes + thoughts</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10941520/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10941520/</guid>
                <pubDate>Sun, 03 Dec 2006 20:29:16 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ its crazy when you are in colorado how the mountains eclipse the sun<br />
october 11 06<br />
<br />
no man, defines who you are<br />
<br />
greys anatomy<br />
<br />
dreams are more than just a little flower, dreams are powerful, dream now, act now. <br />
<br />
commerical<br />
<br />
clothesswap.com<br />
<br />
u-exchange.com<br />
<br />
blossomswap.com<br />
<br />
if it don't make dollars, it don't make sense<br />
<br />
cowboy troy<br />
<br />
0ct 23rd 06<br />
<br />
life is nothing without a dream<br />
october 29 06<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>uploading// issues</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10897223/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10897223/</guid>
                <pubDate>Thu, 30 Nov 2006 02:10:46 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've been having problems where, I'll upload a few deviations and I won't see them until the day after. Or it will only show me older pictures in my gallery and not the newer ones.. anyone have the same problems?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>http://uncommongoods.com/</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10857950/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10857950/</guid>
                <pubDate>Sun, 26 Nov 2006 15:01:25 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ honest to the T or to the slanted y<br />
<br />
no good deed goes unpunished?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>into the ocean, end it all</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10758283/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10758283/</guid>
                <pubDate>Fri, 17 Nov 2006 16:55:10 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Life is so beautiful, so deadly. I hate it. I love it. Good luck; if there is such a thing.<br />
<br />
I want to swim away but don't know how//sometimes I feel like I am going to fall into the ocean.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>Just.. no.</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10725233/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10725233/</guid>
                <pubDate>Tue, 14 Nov 2006 16:16:18 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I shall never have kids.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>Fear is the heart of love</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10660847/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10660847/</guid>
                <pubDate>Wed, 08 Nov 2006 16:15:36 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Sometimes I fear, I may lose my mind, and myself.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>Privilege</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10607742/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10607742/</guid>
                <pubDate>Fri, 03 Nov 2006 19:49:07 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Saw this thing on 20/20 about privilege in america. Where there are these two guys. Both do crimes. Both are judged by the same judge One guy murders a guy and gets 10 years in jail, violates his parole by getting caught smoking cocaine. However, he gets off and is now a free man. The other guy, robbed a guy, and got 10 years in jail. He also violated his parole by getting caught smoking maryjane. He was sentenced by the same judge as the other man and got life in prison. <br />
<br />
The difference? The guy who did a large paralell of crime knew someone famous. Someone famous showed up at his trial... thus he was let off easy. wtf.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>in general, life is trippy</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10569849/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10569849/</guid>
                <pubDate>Tue, 31 Oct 2006 11:01:56 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Soo..<br />
<br />
Happy hallow~een.<br />
<br />
For some awesome halloween music, check out my friends myspace page via <a href="http://www.myspace.com/mentalinvention">[link]</a><br />
<br />
I found this link: <a href="http://asofterworld.com/">[link]</a> and I think its the coolest thing since PostSecert.<br />
<br />
For some halloween-like pictures, check out these:<br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/37171184/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/38636262/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/42174755/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/42258343/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/42043531/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/38212976/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/42043735/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/36348376/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/41167792/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/41218092/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/38776356/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/40595598/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/40430622/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/40983336/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/4798261/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/32100287/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/39184617/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/40042352/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/38390093/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/37509204/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/36891278/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/15466872/">[link]</a><br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/28075259/">[link]</a><br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/29386441/">[link]</a><br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/31314277/">[link]</a><br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/31766983/">[link]</a><br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/30669462/">[link]</a><br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/29945739/">[link]</a><br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/30517225/">[link]</a><br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/27841510/">[link]</a><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>found</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10522696/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10522696/</guid>
                <pubDate>Thu, 26 Oct 2006 23:38:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am mortally wounded throughout my heart or mind, you know with the soul entwined. Once able to count on such a good friend, alas, are you of no more? I miss the inane laughter, jokes, words and each others company that we once gained through so much hope. I wish you the best. I wish things were different. Who are you now? Who am I? We were once so close, no one could tear us apart. But now it seems, we have gone through the washer and now the dryer so many times.. that the glue has come undone. I'll always be there for you in spirit, always you will be in my heart. Never shall I forget thee, who solmenly, unknowingly? tore my heart apart.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>thoughts</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10495073/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10495073/</guid>
                <pubDate>Tue, 24 Oct 2006 08:06:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I wish it was easy to be happy. Perhaps it is and I am just not finding it. I acknowledge as many small things in my life that are of significant beauty, shape or design; Man made or not. I read somewhere that you should hold tight to your dreams, because with out dreams life is harsh and going to work on a task is drudgery without something worth dreaming about.<br />
<br />
A lot of things have blown my mind recently///here is but one statement, but do you believe it to be true? I heard someone once say that "to be friends, you need something from that other person."<br />
<br />
Then a friend left me with this:  don't remember where i heard this but it came to mind when i read this: "being friends with someone is knowing all their faults and still liking them anyways." and for a smallville quote ala lex luthor: "a person is not the same as who they were the last time you saw them. they are the same as who they have been the entire time you have known them." very true<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>rest well</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10405476/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10405476/</guid>
                <pubDate>Sun, 15 Oct 2006 19:38:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ to understand, start by, not understanding<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>your dreams are as many as the stars in the sky</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10299623/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10299623/</guid>
                <pubDate>Fri, 06 Oct 2006 00:48:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ A friend of mine, <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marvelica/page6/">[link]</a> , her artwork is absolutely lovely. She should really be published...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>Cheeri-o</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10238956/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10238956/</guid>
                <pubDate>Sat, 30 Sep 2006 16:39:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Its autumn officially or almost so. I'm craving banana bread, pumpkin pie, cozy nights wrapped in thick cottony blankets with a cup of hot choco by the evening fire.. and with friends would be nice.. while the fire crackles with laughter at the snow left in the cold winter night. but wouldn't it be grand, to meet a young merry man? hm..<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>4:19</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10166987/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10166987/</guid>
                <pubDate>Sat, 23 Sep 2006 22:26:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I can't explain it. But I am having a withdrawal from <i>you</i>... crazy crazy, I know. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/weed.gif" width="20" height="19" alt=":weed:" title="This is your brain; This is drugs; This is your brain on drugs!" />  <br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/20709368/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/25968767/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/39340229/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/32192713/">[link]</a><br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/3651469/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/37774245/">[link]</a><br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/37713602/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/34483697/">[link]</a><br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/26305286/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/27920759/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/10588293/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/23898038/">[link]</a> <br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/19475986/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/23818374/">[link]</a> <br />
<br />
You broke my heart in that good way, if there is such a thing.<br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/17325044/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/20496973/">[link]</a><br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/32941307/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/16027908/">[link]</a><br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/32487243/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/3172521/">[link]</a><br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/26874291/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/30190912/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/7493117/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/21209178/">[link]</a><br />
<br />
And... I hope to see you again. To laugh n such. <3<br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/31164835/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/31268864/">[link]</a><br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/31172731/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/26738310/">[link]</a><br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/21326017/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/30728658/">[link]</a><br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/12756716/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/30696697/">[link]</a><br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/20562935/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/26503796/">[link]</a><br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/20440172/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/30102195/">[link]</a><br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/28815844/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/26139044/">[link]</a><br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/21680399/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/24865792/">[link]</a><br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/26199943/">[link]</a> <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/15181740/">[link]</a><br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>save yourself</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10157081/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10157081/</guid>
                <pubDate>Fri, 22 Sep 2006 22:41:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <a href="http://jason.aminus3.com/image/2005-10-20.html">jason.aminus3.com/image/2005-10-20.html</a>, I like this guys photography.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>It so diluted give it up</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10140373/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10140373/</guid>
                <pubDate>Thu, 21 Sep 2006 07:57:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Sometimes I wish I never went to college, but then I probably wouldn't have what I have now. I have not a clue in what spiritualness may or may not represent me. But I think my life goes like a stack of dominos, when one falls, so does another, and another and it creates ... <br />
<br />
I haven't been able to find a suitable job. Paying back the loans looms high over my head. But this new guy I've met, my new bf. He says stuff like try, try again. Never give up hope. If you really want it, show them you want it, just keep going back, be dedicated. I'm like.. wow. Why do you believe in me so? I'm not that special. But his heart is so kind. <br />
<br />
I went to Trenton Neb., four hours away from my hometown, Lincoln. Two of my good friends are moving there soon with their liddle babeh. They have offered me a room if I would so wish to move down there and stay with them. Course I'd need a job to help pay the bills.. plus I'm not sure what graphic arts work I could possibly pursue in such a small town. But the more I think of it, I want to do something that involves people. I want to help people. I'm not sure how to turn this boat around, but I shall try.<br />
<br />
Then if I can make it up today, I am going to go to Omaha; to see old friends, introduce new ones to old ones, and drop off myowgirls coat. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";p" title="Wink/Razz" /> sorry it took so long.. ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>7897652341</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10028820/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/10028820/</guid>
                <pubDate>Sun, 10 Sep 2006 16:04:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I value people who understand what it means to think by your own train of thoughts. You may listen to others, but as long as they have not a significant hold on how you process your thoughts, well than, congrats.<br />
<br />
<a href="http://news.sky.com/skynews/article/0,,70131-13541805,00.html?f=rss">He was buried today</a> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>that was than this is now</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/9992067/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/9992067/</guid>
                <pubDate>Wed, 06 Sep 2006 18:54:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ There are many popular ballads, poems, songs about 'I love'. What about the people who aren't gettin' the love? Try country. songs like 'Big Blue Note' 'A little too late' 'don't end it this way'. etc. hmm I'm stronger than I think, than others may know.. *phew* It hurts to have your heart broken.. especially when someone doesn't know tact or refuses to tell you why they no longer want to be with you. I thank my friends who stand by myside and the art that heals me within and without.<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/u/upset.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":upset:" title="Upset" />  :brokenheart: ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>Steve Irwin</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/9969619/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/9969619/</guid>
                <pubDate>Wed, 06 Sep 2006 16:10:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Rest in peace, dear crocodile hunter <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/peace.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":peace:" title="Peace" /> <br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/39301849/">He's a beut</a><br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/39301846/">Croc hunter... dead</a><br />
<a href="http://search.deviantart.com/?section=browse&q=steve+irwin">Devaintart search 'Steve Irwin'</a><br />
<a href="http://search.deviantart.com/?section=browse&q=the+crocodile+hunter">Deviantart search 'Crocodile Hunter"</a> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>You got soul?</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/9943644/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/9943644/</guid>
                <pubDate>Sat, 02 Sep 2006 18:23:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've just started trying photojournalism and man doing it without being chicken shit is <u><b>hard</b></u>.  Anyway, I'll update with some photos in a bit. But you should def. check out these artists, they are the shit:<br />
<br />
<a href="http://yellowworm.deviantart.com/">Yellowworm</a><br />
<a href="http://digitalgrace.deviantart.com/">Digitalgrace</a><br />
<a href="http://graffit.deviantart.com/">graffit</a><br />
<a href="http://ilvensgrol.deviantart.com/">Ivensgrol</a> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>ebay</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/9904601/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/9904601/</guid>
                <pubDate>Wed, 30 Aug 2006 06:41:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ hey I'm selling computer parts on ebay for this<br />
job, and I was wondering if you knew how to be<br />
more descriptive than just saying:<br />
"Dell Optiplex GX110 Desktop PC, P3, 667hz, 10g hd" ? Thanks.<br />
<br />
See here: <a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=250023759533">[link]</a>  How could I make that more interesting, more likely for ppl to buy? more views? ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>the bluebird carries the sky on its back</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/9743229/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/9743229/</guid>
                <pubDate>Tue, 15 Aug 2006 22:47:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've been thinking. Maybe I'm not a graphic artist per se, but I do like to work with the graphic programs, fonts, typography, fix & stylize & restore photographs. So what kind of career does that set me up for? <br />
Perhaps I can be good in graphics as I keep working on it, because I have only known graphics for no more than two years. <br />
<br />
I recently founds some old sketch books of days gone past and took photos of my drawings. Word to the wise tho, I was going through some ugly times, so the sketches.. they aren't my norm. ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>Oceanic blue</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/9715865/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/9715865/</guid>
                <pubDate>Sun, 13 Aug 2006 17:16:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok. I can't remember when mixing acrylic paint. When trying to mix different blues do you mix aquamarine blue with otehr colors do get an oceanic look or is it cobalt blue? I can't remember!! And google isn't helping! ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>da</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/9663033/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/9663033/</guid>
                <pubDate>Wed, 09 Aug 2006 11:12:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ewww  deviantart! The layout is horrible! It reminds me of myspace! ughh! why? ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>subconscious</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/9390528/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/9390528/</guid>
                <pubDate>Sun, 16 Jul 2006 00:28:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Our differences can unite us or divide us<br />
<br />
Is this choice ever made of the completely conscious? ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>lyric</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/9380647/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/9380647/</guid>
                <pubDate>Fri, 14 Jul 2006 22:55:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Somes I feel like Shit/ I Just want to quit/ Sit and be normal for a bit<br />
<br />
-- Mike Shionda ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>words</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/9152240/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/9152240/</guid>
                <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jun 2006 19:52:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ words are like roses in disembodied sentences. ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>treats</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/9003017/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/9003017/</guid>
                <pubDate>Wed, 07 Jun 2006 20:09:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I thought ending my day with a bit of ice cream would cheer me up some, but it didn't. It felt like just another food product. Which is horrible~! Because ice cream is just something else and when it seems to become faux pas to your stomach, well that's just no good! All my favorite treats lately, I've had too much of them. Now I'm just craving healthy foods, and it feels my head with confusion. ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>Graduation</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/8960076/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/8960076/</guid>
                <pubDate>Sat, 03 Jun 2006 14:11:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok, so it was better than I expected and I had fun. There was one person, who will remain unnamed who didn't graduate and it made me so sad <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> ! All my teachers gave me smiles.. I'm surprised.. how much I will miss the people I never thought I'd miss.. kim guyer, mr. grutsch, ms. apel, mr. fritz.. but then I have the numbers, myspaces, deviantarts, addresses, and emails of those friends of mine who are like family to me. Friends whom I will miss, but will keep in touch with.. its so crazy. I actually wore heels! Crazy. First time in muh life I wore heels and they looked good! Yeah! I also had a sweet outfit. hmm.. life is good. yeah. so tired now. only got five hous of sleep. i think i'm goona go take a sleep for a bit. I have a mile wide smile..  on my mind..  Anyway, besides the bogus prayer bits, it was all good.<br />
Much <3 ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>soul food</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/8901828/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/8901828/</guid>
                <pubDate>Sun, 28 May 2006 12:27:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I also read a book yesterday by Maya Angelou called "even the stars look lonesome". Its been a while since I read a single book in half an hour. The book contained little antidotes of humor and I really related to things she had to say.   It was real good it talked about how solitude isn't bad all the time, as in its good to be alone sometimes, its not a bad thing, everyone needs solace. Its good for your soul. I liked it. ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>Open</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/8895664/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/8895664/</guid>
                <pubDate>Sat, 27 May 2006 18:53:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I went to a cafe, meaning to just chill with a few friends. But stead I shared two poems of mine, open mike at a cafe! eee! I think they liked them too. They were <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/33867185/">Opportunity</a> and <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/32634984/">Be O.K.</a> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
          <item>
                <title>an adventure</title>
                <link>http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/8886396/</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://Porterish.deviantart.com/journal/8886396/</guid>
                <pubDate>Fri, 26 May 2006 18:31:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Dear Ivensgrol & Myowgirl (especially),<br />
<br />
I had laughed and not believed when you spoke of getting covered in little ticks. But my laughing gave me karma, as I walked through the forests of fontenelle yesterday with a friend of mine. To our great dismay, half-way through the forest path we found ourselves covered in nymphs (baby ticks) and large adults. ha! Figures, right>?<br />
<br />
Anyway, fontenelle left an impression as always. I rescued a large snapping turtle stuck near a railway track. It made a large impressive hallow sound when I picked it up. Its tail was near two feet in length.. its claws took me a back a bit. Its little claws were an inch each. Its skin grey as the deviant art background. But it had moss growing on its turtle shell and its shell felt of hard paper mache. But it weighed plenty, it drooled and wet as I removed it from the tracks to a nearby marsh. I've heard that a wild turtles bite contains many possibilities of bacteria and a bite could incur many vicious possibilities of sickness. So I was hoping to god that its neck couldn't encompass its shell and reach back to bite me. <br />
<br />
We left fontenelle forest early that day due to having no tick repellent. The ticks were thicker than mosquiters.  I got back to my apartment and removed my clothes only to find my legs still covered in nypmhs, the inner parts of my clothes, on my socks and in my shoes! Crazy! I refused to wear my shoes.  Eventually, my clothes were clear of ticks, and I got the rest of my stuff from my near - moved out apartment, and got into the car. I thought it was also interesting that I was so thirsty, I got out of my parked car and walked barefoot into a convenice station. The clerks had no care in the world, just a little curiousity, got hella lot of looks from customers, tho. ^_^ Wish I could walk barefoot everywhere..  like Shakira in South America.<br />
<br />
Got home and realized I had to live little nymphs still clinging to my skin and unforantely attached. They were getting rounder, redder and larger by the minute. Finally, my dad figured out how to remove them without smashing them, since apparently, nymphs are the worst and hardest to remove without infection. Figures. But he got them out alive and well. Currently, the ticks are residing in my fridge in a bag with a wet paper towel to keep them. Why, you may ask? Well, incase I develop any diseases within a month or so, the doctors can go dissect the tick and see what exactly plagues me. <br />
<br />
Hope your lives are goin' well,<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/peace.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":peace:" title="Peace" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Porterish</author>
            </item>
    </channel>
</rss>