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                <title>IT LIVES!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 12 Jun 2007 23:14:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Wow I just logged on to see what has been going on and discovered I have over 1000 dev views waiting for me.  Summer reading club at my work place (library) has kept me insanely busy as well as my other job.  I have not done any art in a while.  One day i might just randomly feel like posting some up at some point.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~TuefelHundenIV</author>
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                <title>SSDD</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 19 Apr 2007 10:08:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well I am just doing fan art(going painfuly slow)random writing, and other things.  Not much going on for me, which is kind of nice.  The summer will be busy with my library I work at doing summer reading club.  There also might be a lock in for the Young Adults, the kids asked if I could be one of the staff in attendance to keep an eye on things.  God help me I volunteered for it lol.  Well catch yall later.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Another Personal Step in Artistitic Development.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 10 Mar 2007 08:58:49 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok ladies and gentleman. I have finally gotten tired of not being able to draw.  I caved and finally checked out the book Drawing for Dummies.  It has been pretty good to read it so far.  The author takes the simpler approach to teaching drawing starting some basics that everyone should learn and providing some simple exercises that help sharpen your skill, but are easy to do.  <br />
<br />
As I go along I will hopefuly be able to educate my retarded fingers and hands into something that can express what I can so clearly visualize in my thoughts.  <br />
<br />
Worlds of characters and places that I have been trying to put into words would be so much better with a picture.  But that will come in time.  Hopefuly I can be patient enough to become good at it.  I wills till work on my writing but I would like to draw as well.  So heres to my attempt at drawing art.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~TuefelHundenIV</author>
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                <title>Wedding and Moved in.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 18 Feb 2007 20:05:25 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok I have moved into my fiancees apartment and am in the corner. with my bed, desk and one dresser.  For Bigger news we have a year and month picked for our wedding.  August of 2008.  We will decide on specifics later.   But now i have to track down my scattered friends so i can inform them then invite them.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Moving Time</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 25 Jan 2007 12:34:23 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ OK time for an update.  I am going to be moving in with my fiancee here before feb 15th.  Rent for use alone is too expensive so were are going to try sharing the same apartment.  I hope our sanity holds together.  Well it should i practially live in her apartment.  I have crap for posessions so i spend time at her place all the time.  We share a food budget already and I help keep her apartment clean.  So only difference will be where I sleep, shower, and shave.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>How was christmas.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 27 Dec 2006 14:43:20 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Tell me about your christmas.  How did it go etc.  I spent mine with my family and my fiances (spelling).  Got something from both families for both of use.  So it was fun.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Source of the Painful Inspirations.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 06 Dec 2006 23:44:45 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ After going over all of my art and poetry.  I've decided most of it is angry, angsty, or depressing.  Then I stop and look at my past as far as back as I can remember.  Few friends always moving for most of my life and picked on for the longest time.  I can remember hating life and everyone in it.  I had frequent thoughts of suicide and death.  But I had no way to express any of it in any way.  I just buried everything, My rage, my sorrow, my pain, and all of my negative emotions.  Till one day i started to seeth over.  <br />
<br />
Right at my snapping point someone was unduly kind to me simply for the fact that no one else would be and thought it was an injust.  That one person in my honest opinion saved me from myself.  I never really used to smile but a few people she knew thought it was a sad thing I was always the end of most of the cruelty.<br />
 <br />
 <a href="http://www.unitedmedia.com/comics/peanuts/archive/peanuts-20061201.html">[link]</a><br />
<br />
This Peanuts Strip sums that up pretty well.<br />
They were nice to me and it made a world of difference.  Then i moved to a different school my junior year, hit my growth spurt, and had a second chance.  I had lots of friends plenty of girls liked me >.< which was new for me.  Bah but back on track.<br />
<br />
All of my angst and emotions have apparently chosen to be expressed through my writing and what little I can draw.  My photos are different though, if I could ever get them developed i would show what I mean.  But not all of my work is morbid.  Some of it is hopeful in my opinion.  Wellw ho knows i might make some more light hearted poems.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Veterans Day</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 10 Nov 2006 08:38:05 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well tomorrow is a special day.  A day all of us should be thankful that others would act on our behalf.  <br />
<br />
I thank my brothers in arms who are still in for staying in.<br />
<br />
I thank the Veterans of the past for their service to the country and to us.<br />
<br />
I thank those who never came back home.  <br />
<br />
I thank all who served, are serving, and who will serve.<br />
<br />
Thank a Veteran.<br />
<br />
It feels odd to be called a Veteran.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Sleepy</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 04 Oct 2006 09:32:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am dead on my feet at work today.  My girlfriend and I are watching the anime bleach i made it through 8 eps last night before I went to bed.  Im such a nerd sometimes.  Speaking of being nerdy im going to a RPG con this saturday woo hoo.  Of course there is lots more then just RPG junk.  It will be the first weekend I have had completely off in a while.  I think i might even skip church to sleep...ahh to sleep perchance to dream, theres the rub....sorry ahem anyways im going to go be geeky and see my friends that I haven't seen in a long while.  It should be fun YAY for me!<br />
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Oh and on side note MY BIRTHDAY WAS MONDAY OMG IM 25.....NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! JUST KIDDING.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>A Note on Communication</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 02 Aug 2006 00:46:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It is funny how easy it is to miscommunicate between people of different back grounds and experiences.  Sometimes one can feel totally alien and unsure when thrown into a group that uses the lingo a bit differently then we normally do.  This can have varied and sometimes humorous results.  I will relate a example of a story told to me by some older Marines when I was still fresh in the Corps.  <br />
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During the L.A. race riots military reserves and guard were called up to help restore order and protect the city.  A Marine reserve unit was sent to patrol a particular sector of the city and to aid the police when asked to.  It wasn't long before they got a call on the police band for back up from a cop who had corned a few looters in a convenience store who refused to come out and were apparently armed.  The Marines were shortly enroute to help the officer.  When they arrived on scene the store front had been broken into and the cop car was pulled up out front with the cop crouched behind his car.  The officer was glad to get some help and wasted no time in waving the Marines over to him.  He told them there were some armed looters in the store and that he wanted them to surrender he would get close enough to yell into the store and to see what the situation was while the Marines "covered him".  It is at this point that the differences in the use of covering someone came to a unique misunderstanding.  When the officer signaled for the Marines to cover him and that he was going in the squad leader gave to the order for covering fire.  Now here is the problem when a cop says cover me he means point your guns at them and shoot if you have to.  Marines cover me means shoot at the enemy to keep their head down so I can move without being shot at.  Now for the looters in the store the spray of bullets missed them but made them take cover as the Marines opened up with machine guns and assault rifles.  The officer finally managed to get the marines to stop shooting long enough to ask the men to come out with there hands up.  The criminals came out dropped their guns and got their faces and apologized for looting the store.  <br />
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This boys and girls is "A failure to communicate."  Luckily the looters didn't hurt just really scared.  Like real life things happen and mistakes are mad.  So with that in mind, watch what you say it might not mean what you think it does. ]]></description>
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                <title>Me and Myself</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 09 Jun 2006 12:44:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hmm not much to say other then I am trying to get a new position in the library system that pays better then either of the two jobs I have now.  I have a rant regarding telemarketing and things associated with that view rant [\link]<a href="http://www.xanga.com/Pyke_the_Stampede[\link]">[link]</a>  Ill spare everyone here the rant.  Hmm working on my story again changed a villain and im still brain storming for the sci-fi one.  I have a good idea of how I want to write, but how to write it is slowing me down.  Reading a lot as usual, got into Master of Orion II a strategy game with some good depth to it.  I am probably going to get Master of Orion III.  Drools strategy goodnes.  My military friend who has been deployed is in town for a week or two so I am gonna try and hang with him. ]]></description>
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                <title>Been Quiet</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 08 May 2006 22:25:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well I have been rather absent from D.A. as of late due to school and work well im done for the summer so I should be showing up a bit more.  I will try and write something new for you all. ]]></description>
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                <title>In school again</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 12 Jan 2006 17:33:04 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well i have started college classes at UNO so I am gonna be missing from the area for a while.<br />
<br />
Stealing Quizzes<br />
Well i stole this quiz off of Flaery's page why because I can.<br />
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1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4.<br />
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they leave an enduring legacy---half-elf children (Im such a geek)<br />
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2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can.<br />
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there is a wall there.<br />
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3. What is the last thing you watched on TV?<br />
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The Simpsons<br />
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4. Without looking, guess what time it is:<br />
<br />
7:18 pm<br />
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5. Now look at the clock. What is the actual time?<br />
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7:18pm<br />
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6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?<br />
<br />
the sci-fi channel movie about a sabere tooth cat and my girll friend turning hte pages in her Ann Rice book.<br />
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7. When did you last step outside? What were you doing?<br />
Leaving the barber shop after a hair cut<br />
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8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at?<br />
<br />
checking out the blackboard system for my courses at UNO to check on my homework.<br />
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9. What are you wearing?<br />
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jeans, t-shirt, and socks<br />
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10. Did you dream last night?<br />
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wouldnt you like to know <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";-)" title=";-) (Wink)" /><br />
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11. When did you last laugh?<br />
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watching the simpsons at 5<br />
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12. What is on the walls of the room you are in?<br />
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stuff my girl puts up around her apartment<br />
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13. Seen anything weird lately?<br />
<br />
just the population of omaha <br />
<br />
14. What do you think of this quiz?<br />
<br />
hmm its a time passer<br />
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15. What is the last film you saw?<br />
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The Chronicles of Narnia film<br />
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16. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?<br />
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Donate a lot, give some to my girl, my closest friends invest the rest and what I dont invest or give away i would probably expand my personal weapons collection<br />
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17. Tell me something about you that I don't know:<br />
<br />
I have gortex pads in my cheeks to make it look like i have cheekbones<br />
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18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?<br />
<br />
Unscrew the Politics of the world<br />
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19. Do you like to dance?<br />
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nope im a big self aware clutz<br />
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20. George Bush:<br />
<br />
Chimp with a iq<br />
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21. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?<br />
<br />
kara<br />
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22. Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?<br />
<br />
Name him after a Male hero<br />
<br />
23. Would you ever consider living abroad?<br />
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Only if I can take my girl with me<br />
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24. What do you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?<br />
<br />
Whatever he feels like saying he is GOD i mean geeze lol<br />
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25. 4 people who must also do this meme in THEIR journal:<br />
Any who have the time and inclination to fill it out ]]></description>
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                <title>New College</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 04 Dec 2005 23:12:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well I just recently applied to a college here in Omaha NE.  University of Nebraska Omaha.  Hopefuly i can get into there  college of arts and sciencesfor my history major.  I will start out with history then go to education.  I am surviving so far here in Omaha...its blood cold now like single digits cold and is only going to get colder soon. ]]></description>
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                <title>Ranomd Update...Why because I can</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 12 Oct 2005 12:00:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Its been odd feeling free after being under the pall of having to serve something I no longer believe in.  Now I have to mail all the damn gear back >.<.  But overall life is good, I still have my girl weve been together now for one year...wow the time sure did fly.  We are hoping to get married in two years giving me time to finish college and make enough money to survive on our own.  Getting there...slowly.  Im hopefully going to start college again soon.<br />
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1. For a former U.S. Marine I am kind of short.<br />
2. Chocolate is my friend.<br />
3. I have two stories in the works.<br />
4. I have a fear of heights and large crowds.<br />
5. I used to have a pet black cat called Apollo<br />
6. Some people think Im in my late teens still.<br />
7. I like to sleep, read, or write with my free time.<br />
8. Im a first born child.<br />
9. Libra so much for the sign of balance.<br />
10. My family is odd but over all rather nice.<br />
11. I was originally Marine Infantry before I finished training.<br />
12. I was the weird quiet, smart kid who had no real friends.<br />
13. I forget things if I dont think they are overly important rather quickly.<br />
14. Ive lived in several different states.<br />
15. I like classical music<br />
16. I work in a library and hopefully before too much longer a class room.<br />
17. I love Chinese and Asian foods.<br />
18. I used to fence till my knee and shoulder injury prevented me from continuing to do so.<br />
19. The Marines thought I was crazy.<br />
20.  I have several sisters that are not my biological sisters.  Basically my closest females friends and there are more female friends then male friends.<br />
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I want the following people do carry this on <a href="http://nyahu.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/n/y/nyahu.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="nyahu" /></a> and <a href="http://drizztofmielikki.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/r/drizztofmielikki.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="drizztofmielikki" /></a> ]]></description>
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                <title>FREEEEEE!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 04 Oct 2005 09:39:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ On Oct 2, 2005 I turned 24 and got my military discharge papers.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/headbang.gif" width="47" height="16" alt=":headbang:" title="Headbang!" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/clap.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":clap:" title="Clap" /> cue ode to joy. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bounce.gif" width="40" height="25" alt=":bounce:" title="Bounce" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sing.gif" width="29" height="20" alt=":sing:" title="Singing" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/dance.gif" width="29" height="21" alt=":dance:" title="Dance!" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/salute.gif" width="26" height="18" alt=":salute:" title="I salute you!" /> <br />
:high five: <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/x/xd.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":XD:" title="XD" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/eyepopping.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":eyepopping:" title="Eyepopping" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wow.gif" width="23" height="15" alt=":wow:" title="Wow!" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/w00t.gif" width="23" height="23" alt=":w00t:" title="w00t!" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my excitement!" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bow.gif" width="21" height="16" alt=":bow:" title="Thank you! Thank you!" /><br />
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Yes I am happy to be out...very happy in fact. ]]></description>
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                <title>Random Journal Fun</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 28 Sep 2005 09:17:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 1.YOUR STAR NAME<br />
(name of first pet + street you live on): Apollo 142<br />
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2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME<br />
(grandmother's/father's first name + favorite snack): Thomas Rice<br />
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3. YOUR FASHION DESIGNER NAME<br />
(first word you see on your left + favorite restaurant): Empire Sushi Ichiban<br />
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4. YOUR SOCIALITE NAME<br />
(silliest childhood nickname + first town where you partied): Rose Waco<br />
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5. YOUR "FLY GIRL/GUY" NAME<br />
(first initial + first three letters of your last name): JPyk<br />
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<br />
6. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME<br />
(favorite animal + name of high school): Wolf Bellevue<br />
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<br />
7. YOUR BARFLY NAME<br />
(last snack food you ate + your favorite drink): Butter Finger Crisp Dr. Pepper<br />
<br />
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8. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME<br />
(middle name + city where you were born): Roosevelt Pullman<br />
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<br />
9. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME<br />
(favorite candy + favorite musician's last name): Toffee Joel<br />
<br />
<br />
10. YOUR OPPOSITE SEX NAME<br />
(name of [opposite sex] friend + cell phone company you use):<br />
Elaine Sprint<br />
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11. YOUR STAR WARS NAME<br />
(first 3 letters of your last name + last 3 letters of mother's maiden name /+/ first 3 letters of your pet's name + first 3 letters of the town you live in)<br />
Pykite Apooma ]]></description>
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                <title>Favoured Poems</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 15 Sep 2005 09:00:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Im feeling in a poetic mood so i am going to share some of my favourite poems by other writers.<br />
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On the Road Not Taken-Robert Frost<br />
TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,  <br />
And sorry I could not travel both  <br />
And be one traveler, long I stood  <br />
And looked down one as far as I could  <br />
To where it bent in the undergrowth;         5 <br />
  <br />
Then took the other, as just as fair,  <br />
And having perhaps the better claim,  <br />
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;  <br />
Though as for that the passing there  <br />
Had worn them really about the same,         10 <br />
  <br />
And both that morning equally lay  <br />
In leaves no step had trodden black.  <br />
Oh, I kept the first for another day!  <br />
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,  <br />
I doubted if I should ever come back.         15 <br />
  <br />
I shall be telling this with a sigh  <br />
Somewhere ages and ages hence:  <br />
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I  <br />
I took the one less traveled by,  <br />
And that has made all the difference.         20 <br />
<br />
Fire and Ice-Rober Frost<br />
  <br />
SOME say the world will end in fire,  <br />
Some say in ice.  <br />
From what Ive tasted of desire  <br />
I hold with those who favor fire.  <br />
But if it had to perish twice,         5 <br />
I think I know enough of hate  <br />
To know that for destruction ice  <br />
Is also great  <br />
And would suffice. <br />
<br />
The Destruction of SENNACHERIB-Lord Byron<br />
The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, <br />
And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; <br />
And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, <br />
When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. <br />
<br />
Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, <br />
That host with their banners at sunset were seen: <br />
Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, <br />
That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. <br />
<br />
For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, <br />
And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed; <br />
And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill, <br />
And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still! <br />
<br />
And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, <br />
But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride; <br />
And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, <br />
And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. <br />
<br />
And there lay the rider distorted and pale, <br />
With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail: <br />
And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, <br />
The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. <br />
<br />
And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, <br />
And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal; <br />
And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, <br />
Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord!<br />
<br />
The Tiger-William Blake<br />
TIGER, tiger, burning bright   <br />
In the forests of the night,   <br />
What immortal hand or eye   <br />
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?   <br />
  <br />
In what distant deeps or skies          5 <br />
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?   <br />
On what wings dare he aspire?   <br />
What the hand dare seize the fire?   <br />
  <br />
And what shoulder and what art   <br />
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?   10 <br />
And when thy heart began to beat,   <br />
What dread hand and what dread feet?   <br />
  <br />
What the hammer? what the chain?   <br />
In what furnace was thy brain?   <br />
What the anvil? What dread grasp   15 <br />
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?   <br />
  <br />
When the stars threw down their spears,   <br />
And water'd heaven with their tears,   <br />
Did He smile His work to see?   <br />
Did He who made the lamb make thee?   20 <br />
  <br />
Tiger, tiger, burning bright   <br />
In the forests of the night,   <br />
What immortal hand or eye   <br />
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry? <br />
<br />
Anthem for the Doomed Youth-Wilfred Owen<br />
What passing-bells for these who die as cattle?<br />
Only the monstrous anger of the guns.<br />
Only the stuttering rifles' rapid rattle<br />
Can patter out their hasty orisons.<br />
No mockeries for them from prayers or bells,<br />
Nor any voice of mourning save the choirs,<br />
The shrill, demented choirs of wailing shells;<br />
And bugles calling for them from sad shires.<br />
<br />
What candles may be held to speed them all?<br />
Not in the hands of boys, but in their eyes<br />
Shall shine the holy glimmers of good-byes.<br />
The pallor of girls' brows shall be their pall;<br />
Their flowers the tenderness of silent maids,<br />
And each slow dusk a drawing-down of blinds.<br />
<br />
<br />
Death is a Matter of Mathematics-Barry Amiel  <br />
It screeches down at you from dirtywhite nothingness<br />
And your life is a question of velocity and altitude,<br />
With allowanc... ]]></description>
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                <title>Humor</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 15 Aug 2005 11:57:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Some rather amusing haiku's or attempted haikus on computer errors.  From a salon magazine contest sometime around 98.  What if your computer gave you errors in the form of a haiku.<br />
<br />
The code was willing,<br />
It considered your request,<br />
But the chips were weak.<br />
<br />
Barry L. Brumitt<br />
 Seeing my great fault<br />
Through darkening blue windows<br />
I begin again<br />
<br />
Chris Walsh<br />
 no longer exists<br />
the site is forever gone<br />
look for something else<br />
Jeremy Summer<br />
 <br />
A file that big?<br />
It might be very useful.<br />
But now it is gone.<br />
David J. Liszewski<br />
 <br />
The Web site you seek<br />
cannot be located.<br />
But endless others exist.<br />
Joy Rothke<br />
 <br />
Chaos reigns within.<br />
Reflect, repent, and reboot.<br />
Order shall return.<br />
Suzie Wagner<br />
 <br />
ABORTED effort.<br />
Close all that you have.<br />
You ask way too much.<br />
Mike Hagler<br />
 <br />
First snow, then silence.<br />
This thousand dollar screen dies<br />
so beautifully.<br />
Simon Firth<br />
 <br />
With searching comes loss<br />
and the presence of absence:<br />
My Novel not found.<br />
Howard Korder<br />
 <br />
The Tao that is seen<br />
Is not the true Tao, until<br />
You bring fresh toner.<br />
Bill Torcaso<br />
 <br />
Windows NT crashed.<br />
I am the Blue Screen of Death.<br />
No one hears your screams.<br />
Peter Rothman<br />
 <br />
Stay the patient course.<br />
Of little worth is your ire:<br />
The network is down.<br />
David Ansel<br />
 <br />
A crash reduces<br />
your expensive computer<br />
to a simple stone.<br />
James Lopez<br />
 <br />
Yesterday it worked.<br />
Today it is not working.<br />
Windows is like that.<br />
Margaret Segall<br />
 <br />
Three things are certain:<br />
Death, taxes, and lost data.<br />
Guess which has occurred.<br />
David Dixon<br />
 <br />
You step in the stream,<br />
but the water has moved on.<br />
This page is not here.<br />
Cass Whittington<br />
 <br />
Out of memory.<br />
We wish to hold the whole sky,<br />
But we never will.<br />
Francis Heaney<br />
 <br />
Having been erased,<br />
The document youre seeking<br />
Must now be retyped.<br />
Judy Birmingham<br />
 <br />
Rather than a beep<br />
Or a rude error message,<br />
These words: File not found.<br />
Len Dvorkin<br />
 <br />
Serious error.<br />
All shortcuts have disappeared.<br />
Screen. Mind. Both are blank.<br />
Ian Hughes<br />
 <br />
Computer wont boot? <br />
Observe this most ancient rule:<br />
Plug the machine in.<br />
Miriam Solon<br />
 <br />
The ten thousand things,<br />
How long do any persist?<br />
Netscape, too, has gone.<br />
Jason Willoughby<br />
 <br />
Everything is gone;<br />
Your life's work has been destroyed.<br />
Squeeze trigger (yes/no)?<br />
David Carlson<br />
 <br />
I'm sorry, there's -- um --<br />
insufficient -- what's-it-called?<br />
The term eludes me...<br />
Owen Mathews <br />
 <br />
No keyboard present<br />
Hit F1 to continue<br />
Zen engineering?<br />
Jim Griffith<br />
 <br />
Printer not ready.<br />
Could be a fatal error.<br />
Have a pen handy?<br />
Pat Davis<br />
<br />
 Errors have occurred.<br />
We won't tell you where or why.<br />
Lazy programmers.<br />
Charlie Gibbs<br />
 <br />
Server's poor response<br />
Not quick enough for browser.<br />
Timed out, plum blossom.<br />
Rik Jespersen<br />
<br />
 Login incorrect.<br />
Only perfect spellers may<br />
enter this system.<br />
Jason Axley<br />
<br />
 This site has been moved.<br />
We'd tell you where, but then we'd<br />
have to delete you.<br />
Charles Matthews<br />
 <br />
wind catches lily<br />
scatt'ring petals to the wind:<br />
segmentation fault<br />
Nick Sweeney<br />
<br />
 There is a chasm<br />
of carbon and silicon<br />
the software can't bridge<br />
Rahul Sonnad<br />
<br />
 To have no errors<br />
Would be life without meaning<br />
No struggle, no joy<br />
Brian M. Porter<br />
 <br />
Hal, open the file<br />
Hal, open the damn file, Hal<br />
open the, please Hal<br />
Jennifer Jo Lane<br />
 <br />
First snow, then silence. <br />
This thousand dollar screen dies <br />
so beautifully. <br />
     - Simon Firth <br />
<br />
A thousand flower petals <br />
writhe in the wind - <br />
disk C: not found. <br />
     - Elas Giordano <br />
<br />
No-one can tell <br />
what God or Heaven will do <br />
If you divide by zero. <br />
     - Elas Giordano <br />
<br />
Chaos reigns within. <br />
Reflect, repent, and reboot. <br />
Order shall return. <br />
    - Suzie Wagner <br />
 <br />
I will tell you <br />
What doomed your printer <br />
- if you first get a pen. <br />
    - Elas Giordano <br />
<br />
With searching comes loss <br />
and the presence of absence: <br />
"My Novel" not found. <br />
    - Howard Korder <br />
<br />
Program aborting: <br />
Close all that you have opened. <br />
You ask far too... ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 07 Jul 2005 09:55:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
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                <title>Attention Evil Over Lords</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 07 Jul 2005 09:54:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yes I have found linkes to rpg cliches and even better rules for evil over lords.  It is quite a humerous assortment of cliches and such.  You should read how many there are.  They are quite funny and amusing.  Yes now we can all be evil over lords and rule the world/universe/galaxy/etc.  Follow the links for the humerous lists.<br />
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<a href="http://www.project-apollo.net/text/rpg.html">[link]</a><br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.eviloverlord.com/lists/overlord.html">[link]</a><br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.eviloverlord.com/lists/dungeon_a.html">[link]</a><br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.eviloverlord.com/lists/dungeon_b.html">[link]</a> ]]></description>
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                <title>Home on Top.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 25 Jun 2005 12:36:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ well I have been in my apartment for about week. My girl and I have supper together pretty much every night.  We both work during the day.  I spend some time at my place tidying up and such so as to give her a little space for a little while.  But we pretty much spend as much time at each others side as we can.  Ha I am on the third floor yet again of some building.  And I finally have A CHAIR.  It is kinda neat to be on my own. ]]></description>
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                <title>Moving Day</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 15 Jun 2005 08:24:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well today I am moving.  So soon it shall be difficult for me to do anything on the net other then when im at work.  This will suck.  I will have no tube except for what my girl has and no net again unless im with my girl or at work.<br />
<br />
Total Volume<br />
Less then 1 gig mixed given, found, and purchased.<br />
<br />
Last CD Bought: Lincoln Park: Meteora<br />
<br />
Song Playing Right Now<br />
B.Y.O.B-System of a Down<br />
<br />
Five Songs I Listen To A Lot, Or That Mean A Lot To Me<br />
Engel-Ramstein<br />
Iris-Goo Goo Dolls<br />
In the End-Lincoln Park<br />
Song 2-Blur<br />
Sgt. Mckenzie-We Were Soldiers Sound Track<br />
<br />
Five People I'm Passing The Baton To:<br />
Haha Whichever Five will take it. ]]></description>
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                <title>Death</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 08 Jun 2005 08:33:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well this Monday one of my friends passed away.  I spent monday night at the hospital.  She was already brain dead so that wasn't horrid.  She had made her husband promise that if she was ever like that he would pull the plug.  It was very sad to sit there and watch the monitor count down her last heart beats.  She couldn't breathe without mechanical assistance.  It was very depressing.  Its not every day you get a phone call saying your friend has been in a wreck with a train.  Its even worse when you find out they are going to die.  Her Husband is one of my friends so he asked me to be there.  Its gonna be very hard on him.    That was the longest night I have had.  I was so exhausted that when I got back to my girls place to drop her off I lay down for a lil bit and pretty much passed out.  The funeral is thursday.  The wake is today.  Ill go to the funeral.  The wake Ill avoid for now. ]]></description>
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                <title>Moving On and Up.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 10 May 2005 09:26:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ahh soon I shall be moving into an  apartment YAY!.  But I might not have  net connection for a while Boo.  I have  finished a gift art for a friend.  I  have to shade and color it but im too  lazy to do that right now.  Well that  and I don't have the materials on hand.   I found out I can bring in as much as  7 hundred bucks a week as a substitute  teacher.  Hmmm I wonder what im gonna  be doing. ]]></description>
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                <title>The riddle.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 13 Apr 2005 22:33:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am your shiny second chest.<br />
My colors are silver, bronze, or gold.<br />
Look for me in the past with soldiers  of old.<br />
<br />
I am iron skinned wood.<br />
I am you second arm.<br />
Your family is my design.<br />
<br />
I am your right arm.<br />
My channel is not for water.<br />
Only the truth is sharper then me.<br />
<br />
When warriors old were brave and bold.<br />
Guns were not invented.<br />
We three guarded, killed, and were  dented. ]]></description>
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                <title>When Squirrels Attack (Very Funny)</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 05 Apr 2005 10:38:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Neighborhood Hazard (or: Why the Cops  Wont Patrol Brice Street)<br />
Author:   Daniel Meyer    <br />
Posted: 10/26/2003; 7:17:42 PM <br />
Topic: Neighborhood Hazard (or: Why the  Cops Wont Patrol Brice Street) <br />
Msg #: 287 (top msg in thread) <br />
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I never dreamed slowly cruising through  a residential neighborhood could be so  incredibly dangerous!<br />
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Studies have shown that motorcycling  requires more decisions per second, and  more sheer data processing than nearly  any other common activity or sport. The  reactions and accurate decision making  abilities needed have been likened to  the reactions of fighter pilots! The  consequences of bad decisions or poor  situational awareness are pretty much  the same for both groups too.<br />
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Occasionally, as a rider I have caught  myself starting to make bad or late  decisions while riding. In flight  training, my instructors called this  being behind the power curve. It is a  mark of experience that when this  begins to happen, the rider recognizes  the situation, and more importantly,  does something about it. A short break,  a meal, or even a gas stop can set  things right again as it gives the  brain a chance to catch up. <br />
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<br />
Good, accurate, and timely decisions  are essential when riding a  motorcycleat least if you want to  remain among the living. In short, the  brain needs to keep up with the  machine.<br />
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I had been banging around the roads of  east Texas and as I headed back into  Dallas, found myself in very heavy,  high-speed traffic on the freeways.  Normally, this is not a problem, I  commute in these conditions daily, but  suddenly I was nearly run down by a  cage that decided it needed my lane  more than I did. This is not normally a  big deal either, as it happens around  here often, but usually I can  accurately predict which drivers are  not paying attention and avoid them  before we are even close. This one I  missed seeing until it was nearly too  late, and as I took evasive action I  nearly broadsided another car that I  was not even aware was there! <br />
<br />
<br />
Two bad decisions and insufficient  situational awarenessall within  seconds. I was behind the power curve.  Time to get off the freeway. <br />
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<br />
I hit the next exit, and as I was in an  area I knew pretty well, headed through  a few big residential neighborhoods as  a new route home. As I turned onto the  nearly empty streets I opened the visor  on my full-face helmet to help get some  air. I figured some slow riding through  the quiet surface streets would give me  time to relax, think, and regain that  edge so frequently required when  riding.<br />
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<br />
Little did I suspect<br />
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<br />
As I passed an oncoming car, a brown  furry missile shot out from under it  and tumbled to a stop immediately in  front of me. It was a squirrel, and  must have been trying to run across the  road when it encountered the car. I  really was not going very fast, but  there was no time to brake or avoid  itit was that close.<br />
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<br />
I hate to run over animalsand I really  hate it on a motorcycle, but a squirrel  should pose no danger to me. I barely  had time to brace for the impact.<br />
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<br />
Animal lovers, never fear. Squirrels  can take care of themselves!<br />
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Inches before impact, the squirrel  flipped to his feet. He was standing on  his hind legs and facing the oncoming  Valkyrie with steadfast resolve in his  little beady eyes. His mouth opened,  and at the last possible second, he  screamed and leapt! I am pretty sure  the scream was squirrel for, Banzai!  or maybe, Die you gravy-sucking,  heathen scum! as the leap was  spectacular and he flew over the  windshield and impacted me squarely in  the chest.<br />
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<br />
Instantly he set upon me. If I did not  know better I would have sworn he  brought twenty of his little buddies  along for the attack. Snarling,  hissing, and tearing at my clothes, he  was a frenzy of activity. As I was  dressed only in a light t-shirt, summer  riding gloves, and jeans this was a bit  of a cause for concern. This furry  little tornado was doing some damage! <br />
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<br />
Picture a large man on a huge black and  chrome cruiser, dressed in jeans, a  t-shirt, and leather gloves puttering  maybe 25mph down a quiet residential  streetand in the fight of his life  with a squirrel. And losing.<br />
<br />
<br />
I grabbed for him with my left hand and  managed to snag his tail. With all my  strength I flung the evil rodent off  the left of the bike, almost running  into the right curb as I recoiled from  the throw.<br />
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<br />
That should have done it. The matter  should have ended right there. It  really should have. The squirrel could  have sailed into one of the pristinely  kept yards and gone on about his  business, and I co... ]]></description>
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                <title>Jokes, Jokes, Jokes</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 19 Mar 2005 21:06:32 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Found these on a Xanga Journal i watch  thought yall might like laugh.<br />
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I never quite figured out why the  sexual urge of men and women differ so  much. And I never have figured out the  whole Venus and Mars thing. I have  never figured out why men think with  their head and women with their heart. <br />
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FOR EXAMPLE: One evening last week, my  girlfriend and I were getting into bed.  <br />
<br />
Well, the passion starts to heat up,  and she eventually says "I don't feel  like it, I just want you to hold me." <br />
<br />
I said "WHAT??!! What was that?!" <br />
<br />
So she says the words that every  boyfriend on the planet dreads to  hear... "You're just not in touch with  my emotional needs as a woman enough  for me to satisfy your physical needs  as a man." She responded to my puzzled  look <br />
by saying, "Can't you just love me for  who I am and not what I do for you in  the bedroom?" <br />
<br />
Realizing that nothing was going to  happen that night, I went to sleep. <br />
<br />
The very next day I opted to take the  day off of work to spend time with her.  We went out to a nice lunch and then  went shopping at a big, big unnamed  department store. I walked around with  her while she tried on several  different very expensive outfits. She  couldn't decide which one to <br />
take so I told her we'd just buy them  all. She wanted new shoes to compliment  her new clothes, so I said lets get a  pair for each outfit. We went onto the  jewelry department where she picked out  a pair of diamond earrings. Let me tell  you...she was so excited. She must have  thought I was <br />
one wave short of a shipwreck. I  started to think she was testing me  because she asked for a tennis bracelet  when she doesn't even know how to play  tennis. I think I threw her for a loop  when I said, "That's fine, honey." She  was almost nearing sexual satisfaction  from all of the excitement. Smiling  with excited anticipation she finally  said, "I think this is all <br />
dear, let's go to the cashier." <br />
<br />
I could hardly contain myself when I  blurted out, "No honey, I don't feel  like it." <br />
<br />
Her face just went completely blank as  her jaw dropped with a baffled WHAT?" <br />
<br />
I then said "honey! I just want you to  HOLD this stuff for a while. You're  just not in touch with my financial  needs as a man enough for me to satisfy  your shopping needs as a woman." And  just when she had this look like she <br />
was going to kill me, I added, "Why  can't you just love me for who I am and  not for the things I buy you?" <br />
<br />
Apparently I'm not having sex tonight  either<br />
<br />
Three couples went in to see the  minister to see how to become members  of his church. The minister said that  they would have to go without sex for  two weeks and then come back and tell  him how it went. <br />
<br />
The first couple was retired, the  second couple was middle-aged and the  final couple was newlywed. <br />
<br />
Two weeks went by, and the couples  returned to the minister. The retired  couple said it was no problem at all.  The middle-aged couple said it was  tough for the first week, but after  that, it was no problem. The newlyweds  said it was fine until she dropped the  can of paint. <br />
<br />
"Can of PAINT?" questioned the  minister. <br />
<br />
"Yeah," said the newlywed man. "She  dropped the can and when she bent over  to pick it up I had to have her right  there and then. Lust took over." <br />
<br />
The minister just shook his head and  said that they were not welcome in the  church. <br />
<br />
"That's okay," said the man. "We're not  welcome in Home Depot either ]]></description>
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                <title>Twisted Joy</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 08 Feb 2005 09:05:06 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My night last night kinda sucked.  I  got a call from my close friend in  Texas.  He has his girl still which is  good but he is in trouble with her  family.  Go figure.  He is teaching  high school latin classes in his home  town.  >.< im so jealous.  But on the bad  side.  His friend who came back from  Iraq has a few screws loose and to top  it all off someone he knew very  personally and was writing too died in  Iraq treatig a child.  The child had a  grenade and basically blew her to hell.   And to top it all off my girl called  while I was waiting for her to get  online but she called my cell which I  didn't have on me.  So i missed a  chance to talk to my girl.  So now this  morning i feel a weaght and depressed.   I feel the sense of something bad so  much today I actually put my cross on  this morning.  It brings me some  comfort as it reminds me god watches  over me.  Some days I need every little  reminder I can get.  I pray for my  friend his road and mine both see to  twist and writhe. ]]></description>
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                <title>Pressing ON</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 01 Feb 2005 11:31:07 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Have you ever had the strongest  unexplainable urge that you have to do  something and that feels like it is  slowly crushing you down.  I had that  last night that I should at least try  and call my girl even though she wasn't  off work.  The more I ignored it the  more persistent it became till if I  ignored it any longer I would have gone  nuts.  Bizzare neh? ]]></description>
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                <title>Tempest Tossed Heart</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 29 Jan 2005 08:41:59 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My heart feels heavier today more so  then usual.  My girl started her job  recently which is good she needs the  money to move out of her house.  But on  the bad side both our schedules might  not allow for us to see each other much  at all.  As little as I get to see her  now I dont exactly like that idea much.   Nothing I can about though.  However  the thing that has me so depressed is  the fact there is a possibility that we  might not be able to see each other for  two months or longer if the scheduling  doesn't work out.  That.....really  tears at my heart to even think about  that.  In fact I would sooner go back  to basic training then go through that.   Not seeing someone for two months is a  very long time to go.  It makes me  depressed and down just to think about  it.  I hope though something works out  and I can still see her.  My luck  usually doesn't hold on this so pray, I  already am I need as much help as I can  get. ]]></description>
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                <title>New Project.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 24 Jan 2005 11:38:28 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well my new project idea is a slide  show music video.  Using Way of the  Sword by Power Symphony with DA art of  the fantasy variety.  If you would like  for me to include your art in this  project send me a note and the link for  the piece you want used.  All deviants  will appropriaetely accredited and  noted.  I will do a seperate piece as a  thankyou listing everyone in a credits  style reel. ]]></description>
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                <title>Stuff and ya know things.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 04 Jan 2005 09:48:36 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well folks I know I havent done much  and you all are asking.....Is he dead  is done whats the dea.  Well I have  been working on my story chap 3 over 30  pages now.  Ill have to post my  experiment in sci-fi writing which is  kinda crappy,.  But hey read it anyways. ]]></description>
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                <title>Holidays.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 23 Dec 2004 09:25:18 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Holidays are coming.  Hope yall got you  christmas shopping done this season is  turning out to be ok.  Just as long as  I dont get any surprises it should all  be good. ]]></description>
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                <title>Whats been Up.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 09 Dec 2004 10:50:51 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok for those of you who have been  wondering.  The reason I haven't posted  any new poetry or story works is this.   The story works are now in reserve for  possible future publication.  A few are  getting updates as they happen by  email.  As for poetry.  Well its going  to be a while till I get another random  poetical spur.  Ive been mostly working  on my story over 30+ pages woo hoo.   But life ie: work, class, and spendign  time with my gf has kept me busy.  I  will try and post some things here and  there when I get the chance.  Later  Folks. ]]></description>
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                <title>Hey Look More Watchers Im Stalked YAY!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 23 Nov 2004 21:13:59 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well lately I have received like 3  watches in a weeks time!  Wow thats  cool.  I have a small fan base for my  story line that I have been working on  I will be starting a sci-fi one.  I am  debating wether or not to keep this one  secret though.  It will part of a  character concept for a Sci-fi rpg.  I  might make it a public one for the hell  of it.  Well thanks for all of you who  recently started watching me.  I will  add you to my very long list of  watching/watchers at my next update. ]]></description>
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                <title>Random Mini Quiz thing I found on my Xanga.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 14 Nov 2004 17:23:51 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ starting time: 2:ll pm<br />
<br />
--UNIQUE--<br />
1. Nervous Habits? pacing lots of  walking<br />
2. Are you double jointed? No<br />
3. Can you roll your tongue? Yes<br />
4. Can you raise one eyebrow at a time?  sort of<br />
5. Can you cross your eyes? yes<br />
6. Tattoos? nope<br />
7. Piercings and where? none<br />
8. Do you make your bed daily?do what  now<br />
<br />
--CLOTHES--<br />
10. Which shoe goes on first? left<br />
11. Speaking of shoes, have you ever  thrown one at anyone? Yes!<br />
12. On the average, how much money do  you carry in your purse/wallet? 20-40$<br />
13. What jewelry do you wear 24/7? None<br />
14. Favorite piece of clothing? Jeans  and T-shirt or slacks and button  shirts.<br />
<br />
--FOOD--<br />
15. Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut  it? sometimes both<br />
16. Have you ever eaten Spam? Yes<br />
17. Favorite ice cream flavor? rocky  road<br />
18. How many cereals in your cabinet?  one or two<br />
19. What's your favorite beverage?  Green tea, sake,soda<br />
20. What's your favorite restaurant?  chinese<br />
21. Do you cook? I cook a little<br />
<br />
--GROOMING--<br />
22. How often do you brush your teeth?  twice a day<br />
23. Hair drying method? - dry with a  towel<br />
24. Have you ever colored/highlighted  your hair? err no<br />
<br />
--MANNERS--<br />
25. Do you swear? sometimes<br />
26. Do you ever spit? only when I have  to.<br />
<br />
--WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE--<br />
27. Animal? Artic Timber Wolf and  Regular Timber Wolf<br />
28. Food? Mongolian Beef and other  chinese meat dishes.<br />
29. Month? Winter months<br />
30. Day? Friday<br />
31. Cartoon?  Err ANime many<br />
32. Shoe Brand? any that fit<br />
33. Subject in school? history<br />
34. Color? Dark colors<br />
35. Sport? Fencing<br />
36. TV show? Sg-1<br />
37. Thing to do in the spring? Walk<br />
38. Thing to do in the summer? Camp<br />
39. Thing to do in the fall? Walk<br />
40. Things to do in the winter? Walk  stay in and read.  Play in the snow<br />
<br />
--IN AND AROUND--<br />
41. The CD player? Dont use one<br />
42. Person you talk most on the phone  with? Ummmmm Stephanie <br />
43. Ever taken a cab? Yeah a couple  times<br />
44. Do you regularly check yourself out  in store windows and mirrors? No<br />
45. What color is your bedroom?  Standard White<br />
46. Do you use an alarm clock? Yep!<br />
47. Window seat or aisle? Window!<br />
<br />
--LALA LAND-- <br />
48. What's your sleeping position? Side<br />
49. Even in hot weather do you use a  blanket? I only have a blanket<br />
50. Do you snore? Sometimes<br />
51. Do you sleepwalk? No<br />
52. Do you talk in your sleep? Rarely<br />
53. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?  No<br />
54. How about with the light on? Doesnt  matter<br />
55. Do you fall asleep with the TV or  radio on? sometimes ]]></description>
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                <title>Ok People I watch, Who Watch me and Clubs</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 10 Nov 2004 09:07:13 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok here is my completed list heh  hopefuly my test ones all get removed  from your inboxes.<br />
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Clubs Im In!<br />
<a href="http://berserk-club.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/b/e/berserk-club.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="berserk-club" /></a><br />
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People Who watch me! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/glomp.gif" width="47" height="20" alt=":glomp:" title="Glomp!" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /> thanks much for  the watches.<br />
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<a href="http://drizztofmielikki.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/r/drizztofmielikki.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="drizztofmielikki" /></a> <a href="http://emacartoon.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/e/m/emacartoon.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="emacartoon" /></a> <a href="http://blutvonmalin.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/b/l/blutvonmalin.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="blutvonmalin" /></a> <br />
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<br />
People... ]]></description>
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                <title>Clubs and Such</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 09 Nov 2004 21:40:43 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok Ive joined a club here on devart  fianlly.  I also found out how to post  icons of like people I watch and clubs  im in etc.<br />
<br />
Ill add People I watch and people who  watch me list later as It will take a  bit to do that part.<br />
<br />
Clubs IM In!<br />
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                <title>Space Filler</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 07 Nov 2004 21:12:41 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hey this is just space filler  More  work on story coming later.  Well im  gonna just keep outta trouble.  FOr now. ]]></description>
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                <title>Girls, Cars breaking, and stuff....strange stuff.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 04 Nov 2004 08:47:09 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well lets see.  yesterday this strange  girl at work handed me a sheet of paper  after I had gotten back from my doctor  appointment.  She was saying something  about a lecture she was half mumbling  she wouldtn look me in the eye when she  talked to me.  It was a map to some  small building near the Glyconutrional  center or something.  It had her number  on it.  She handed it to me after she  was done and said she hoped to see me  there.  It had her # on it.  My little  subtlely alert bells were going nuts in  my head something didnt feel right so  naturaly of course I am not gonna go  unless I have a few people at my back.   But I have class anywyas at the  appointed hour so I will be alright.  I  had to take my car in to the shop to  get my alignment fixed and my tires  replaced.  Who knows what else might  need to be done to it.  Got to talk  with Stephanie last night.  ^_^ that  was nice.  Heh I know I need to tell  her more then I just really like her a  lot but im too scared of what she might  say.  But she is in my eyes incredible.   Shes kind, caring, gentle,  understanding, patient, has a great  sense of humour.  SHe is very  trustworthy.  Shes  intelligent and  beautiful and I swear if we have  anymore common ground between us I am  gonna swear god did this on purpose.   Wait I already do.  I feel this is a  once in a lifetime opportunity that if  I let it go I will be regretting it for  as long as I draw breath.  Ive got this  deep deep gut kind of feeling she is  very special.  Not mention im falling  head over heels for her.  Hopefuly this  will work.  I have prayed to god for  guidance and the only thing I can  really get from it is to tell her.  But  like im said im scared becuase of what  my past experiences have been.  Guess  its time to tighten the straps and gird  the shield.  Ill have to tell her or it  will drive me and her nuts.  Shes like  a cat curious when she finds something  interesting. ]]></description>
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                <title>Emotional Rest and weariness.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 31 Oct 2004 17:11:57 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Im feeling a bit emotionally drained a  lot of emotional turmoil and some  things that have changed a lil fast for  me.  Its gonna be a bit for me to get  used to.  I will give you some  shakespeare to better explain it for  yall.<br />
<br />
To be, or not to be- that is the  question:Whether 'tis nobler in the  mind to suffer The slings and arrows of  outrageous fortune Or to take arms  against a sea of troubles, And by  opposing end them. To die- to sleep- No  more; and by a sleep to say we end The  heartache, and the thousand natural  shocks That flesh is heir to. 'Tis a  consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To  die- to sleep. To sleep- perchance to  dream: ay, there's the rub! For in that  sleep of death what dreams may come  When we have shuffled off this mortal  coil, Must give us pause. There's the  respect That makes calamity of so long  life. For who would bear the whips and  scorns of time,Th' oppressor's wrong,  the proud man's contumely, The pangs of  despis'd love, the law's delay, ]]></description>
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                <title>Good Night.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 30 Oct 2004 11:02:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I had a great night last night.  Met  Stephanie for movie, we decided to go  to a dollar theatre to find a decent  movie saw I Robot, then we hung out at  the book store then went back to her  place to watch a movie Hildago we  finished then watched tv and talked  till like 4am >.< Heh well we basically  acknoledged that we like each other.   Got to cuddle and hold hands.  Gave her  a few affectionate pecks on the cheek  and neck.  It was fun we talked about  all sorts of things.  I enjoyed myself  with the good company she is.  ^_^ ]]></description>
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                <title>Good no bad.  This Time.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 25 Oct 2004 08:20:42 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well this weekend was pretty awesome.   Friday my coffee date with Stephanie  went fairly well.  Despite my inherit  lack of urban directional sense.  She  wanted to meet me at a borders but my  goofy arse was at Walden Books.  Hehe  woops.  She kinda got this feeling I  was in the wrong place so came and  found me.  We had a nice long chat with  coffee then we went to check out this  cool asian market restraunt.  I bought  some rice crackers and we oggled the  furniture, statues, sake sets, and  such.  Then we went to a vietmanese  resturaunt and had dinner and chatted  some more.  After we finally decided to  leave after about 4 hours of lingering  we both didnt want to head home yet so  we went to a dollar movie together and  saw shrek 2 funny movie.  Then we went  out side and started to talk some more.   It started getting cold so I dug my  military coat out and gave it to her  and wrapped up in a fleece (which)  didnt keep the cold out very well. we  pretty much talked till the moon  started going down. around 130am then  decided we both ahd better go home.  In  all 12 hours with one person.  It  was.....very nice.  Heh to top it all  off I got to see her at church again on  sunday.  We hung out some more till she  had practice for her band.  ^_^ it was  very good weekend. ]]></description>
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                <title>Poem of the Moment</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 19 Oct 2004 21:15:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Wilfred Owen (1893 - 1918)<br />
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Anthem for Doomed Youth<br />
What passing-bells for these who die as  cattle?<br />
       - Only the monstruous anger of  the guns.<br />
       Only the stuttering rifles'  rapid rattle<br />
Can patter out their hasty orisons.<br />
No mockeries now for them; no prayers  nor bells;<br />
       Nor any voice of mourning save  the choirs, -<br />
The shrill, demented choirs of wailing  shells;<br />
       And bugles calling for them from  sad shires.<br />
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What candles may be held to speed them  all?<br />
       Not in the hands of boys, but in  their eyes<br />
Shall shine the holy glimmers of  good-byes.<br />
       The pallor of girls' brows shall  be their pall;<br />
Their flowers the tenderness of patient  minds,<br />
And each slow dusk a drawing-down of  blinds.<br />
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Quote Edit. <br />
Visit the Navy-Yard, and behold a  marine, such a man as an American  government can make, or such as it can  make a man with its black arts / a mere  shadow and reminiscence of humanity, a  man laid out alive and standing, and  already, as one may say, buried under  arms with funeral accompaniments."<br />
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 Henry David Thoreau quotes ]]></description>
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                <title>Dance of swords.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 18 Oct 2004 09:50:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well one of my friends wants me to  teach her some sword techniques.  Im  excited and worried at teh same time.   Im not sure what to start with.  All I  can start her off on is Broad sword and  kendo.  I lack fencing equipmetn to  teach her that.  But I know a few  thigns to teach her.  Stances, forms,  and the infamous swinging stick  exercise hope she doesnt get hurt.   >.>  first aid is nt all that fun.  Well  this is gonna be a long week but hey  everything is good. ]]></description>
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                <title>Song of the Moment-Broken AmyLee and Seether</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Oct 2004 18:52:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Dont ask I just like the song.  Dont  ask me why im listening to it now.  Its  long its complicated and its my  problem.  All of you take care and dont  worry about me.<br />
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Artist: Seether feat Amy Lee Lyrics<br />
Song: Broken Lyrics<br />
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I wanted you to know I love the way you  laugh<br />
I wanna hold you high and steal your  pain away<br />
I keep your photograph; I know it  serves me well<br />
I wanna hold you high and steal your  pain<br />
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Cause Im broken when Im lonesome<br />
And I dont feel right when youre gone  away<br />
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You've gone away, you don't feel me  anymore<br />
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The worst is over now and we can  breathe again<br />
I wanna hold you high, you steal my  pain away<br />
Theres so much left to learn, and no  one left to fight<br />
I wanna hold you high and steal your  pain<br />
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Cause Im broken when Im open <br />
And I dont feel like I am strong  enough<br />
Cause Im broken when Im lonesome<br />
And I dont feel right when youre gone  away<br />
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Cause Im broken when Im open<br />
And I dont feel like I am strong  enough<br />
Cause Im broken when Im lonesome<br />
And I dont feel right when youre gone  away<br />
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Cause Im broken when Im lonesome<br />
And I dont feel right when youre gone<br />
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You've gone away, you don't feel me  anymore ]]></description>
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                <title>Hard Calm</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 13 Oct 2004 09:14:32 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well everything is ok everything feels  balanced again.  It is like a strange  floating drifting calm.  I wonder how  long it will last.  It feels like the  moment of sureness before a successful  sword blow lands.  *fencing or kendo  not real weapons*  That brief moment  where everything calms down and the  existance becomes two people and two  swords.  Its a good feeling a hard calm  so to speak. ]]></description>
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                <title>Heavy Stuff</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 12 Oct 2004 12:06:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Dear lord have mercy on my soul.  One  of my female friends says she wants to  fly or ride a bus up here to visit.  I  think she is nuts she has said she  wants me to believe she is worth the  time an efforst.  Sorry no more girls  from florida.  Someone i devwatch here  holds such a striking resemblance to my  first gf it scares me, she even is  doing teaching like she is.  She looks  a lot like her.  I would not surprise  me in the least if it was her.  But  that is just me worrying about my now  buried past find9ign me.  Im physically  ill and I am sure it is not helping me  at all. ]]></description>
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                <title>Strangeness.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 11 Oct 2004 20:24:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ well I am feeling much better.  things  are going well.  Went to church again  sunday, had lunch with stephanie for  like 4 hours.  That was cool one of my  female friends came just hort of  basically raping me.  Such a strange  occurance.  Well I escaped unscathed. ]]></description>
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                <title>The Longest Road.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 06 Oct 2004 20:55:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well I knew this decent mood would not  hold long.  I just sorta wanted someone  to talk to but as is the usual rule of  this No one else really wants to to  talk or is otherwise occupied.  It is  hard to explain.  I am worried about a  couple people.  I am slightly hopeful  about one.  But then again im scared  too stupid to act so I am probably  gonna just hide in my little armor  shell.  It is probalby better this way.   But however there is one quote I  remember at a moment like this.<br />
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I believe in the sun even when it is  not shining.<br />
I believe in love even when not feeling  it.<br />
I believe in God even when he is  silent.<br />
(Inscription in a Colgone, France  cellar where Jews hid during Nazi  persecution.) ]]></description>
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                <title>Words for thought.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 06 Oct 2004 09:43:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ A bunch of quotes taken out of a old  fieldn devotional I found lieign around  the desert in 29 Palms my first visit 3  years ago.  It has some good stuff in  it.<br />
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Courage is the power to let go of the  familiar.-Anonymous<br />
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All that is essential for the triumph  of evil is that good men do nothing.   Edmund Burke<br />
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One person can make a  difference--everyone should try. J.F.K.<br />
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I believe in the sun even when it is  not shining.<br />
I believe in love even when not feeling  it.<br />
I believe in God even when he is  silent.<br />
(Inscription in a Colgone, France  cellar where Jews hid during Nazi  persecution.)<br />
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Forgetfulness is only a virtue only  when you forget the grievances you have  against other peopel.  Anonymous<br />
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God gave us imaginations to compensate  for what we aren't and a sense of  humour to console us for what we are.   Anonymous<br />
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Do all the good you can, in all the  ways you can, in all the places you  can, at all the times you can, to all  the people you can, as long as you ever  can.  John Wesley<br />
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Hatred is like an acid; it can do mor  damage to the container in which it is  stored then that to object onto which  it is poured.  Ann Landers<br />
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Theres is no end to the good which one  can do if he does not care who gets the  credit. Anonymous<br />
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No man is free until he's free from the  fear of death.<br />
Martin Luther King<br />
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I expect to pass through this world but  once; any good thing therefore that I  can do, or any kindness that I can show  to any fellow creature, let me do it  now; let me not defer or neglect it,  for I shall not pass this way again.   Stephen Greenlet<br />
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The longest journey is the journey  inward.  Dag Hammerskjod<br />
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After crosses and losses men grow  humbler and wiser.<br />
Franklin<br />
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A person does not find life worth  living; they make it worth living.  Anonymous<br />
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Only those who learn to live with  loneliness can come to know themselves  and life.  Carl Sandburg<br />
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Love is not blind-- it sees more, not  less.  But because it sees more, it is  willing to see less.  Rabbi Julius  Gordon<br />
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You can't hold a man down without  staying down with him.<br />
Booker T. Washington<br />
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Pray as though everything depended on  god.  Work as though everything  depended on you.  St. Augustine.<br />
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There are only two kinds of people; the  righteous who believe themselves  sinners; the rest sinners, who believe  themselves righteous.  Blaise Pascal<br />
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Well timed silence hath more eloquence  than speech.  Anonymous<br />
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We often regret our speech but seldom  our silence.  Anonymous<br />
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Why were the saints, saints? Because  they were cheerful when it was  difficult to be cheerful, patient when  it was difficult to be patient; and  because they pushed on when they wanted  to stand still, and kept silent when  they wanted to talk, and were agreeable  when they wanted to be disagreeable.   That was all.  It was quite simple and  always will be.  Anonymous<br />
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When faced with a mountain, I WILL NOT  QUIT!  I will keep on striving until I  climb over, find a pass through, tunnel  underneath, or simply stay and turn the  mountain into a gold mine with God's  help.  Anonymous<br />
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Truth is sharper then any two edged  sword.  Like such it cuts the careless.   J.R.P. ]]></description>
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                <title>And the Wheel Turns</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 01 Oct 2004 07:31:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well i turn 23 Saturday freaky huh.   You can tell ive been reading too much  wheel of time by the title of my entry.   >.< i hope this is a decent b-day. ]]></description>
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                <title>The Line In the Sand</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 Sep 2004 08:58:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well  today is the day I talk to my  platoon commander.  IM pretty much  gonna tell him  I cant afford to be a  marine.  I cant afford it financially  in many different areas.  I cant afford  to keep missing class due to duty.   They shoudl have let me transfer.  Im  borderline in debt from borrowing some  money to get to my duty.  Plus the cost  of college course i have had to take  because I missed too many classes for  duty.  So in short the corps is  bleedign me dry and I cant go on doing  it.  Its been four years.  Four years  of loyal service never asking for  anything and they wont even help me out  getting down there or with school.  So  to cut it short Fuck the God Damn  Marines.  Im going back to the civilian  world. ]]></description>
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                <title>El Fin</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 20 Sep 2004 13:58:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well the end has happened.  I broke it  off today.  The distance proved too  much of a barrier.  I never get to see  her and it might be as long as two  years or more before I ever would.   Things seemed to only be getting worse  between us.  So rather then end up  hating her I ended to spare us both the  greater agony in the long run. ]]></description>
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                <title>Towards the End</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 19 Sep 2004 21:07:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well folks its heading to where I was  before.  Apparently I no longer make my  gf happy.  Ill have a question to ask  her a question to decide if I need to  do something that I will not enjoy.  I  know it was silly for me to get into  this.  So give me no pity.  We shall  see what happens when I talk to her  again. ]]></description>
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                <title>Out from under the Knife.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 16 Sep 2004 15:32:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ive jsut had surgery on my jaw as was  planned for about a year.  So now my  face i swollen up and my jaw is sore >.<  but hey that wont last too long.  Ive  got ib profeuen and ice packs to make  my face feel better.  Sooooo Before too  long ill be back to my usual sexay self. ]]></description>
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                <title>Behold another info quiz thingy ma bob</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 07 Sep 2004 10:24:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 1. Nickname: Pyke, Fish, John, Johno,  Big Bro, Oppa, Marine<br />
Jarhead, The Marine,can of juice,  Pykey, think thats all of them.<br />
2. B-day: Oct.2 1981<br />
3. Age: 22<br />
4. Sex: male<br />
5. What time is it? 12:03pm<br />
6. Where do you live? Nebraska<br />
7.What school do you attend? Metro  Community College<br />
8. Siblings and their ages? Thomas-19,  Charlie 15<br />
11. Righty or Lefty: Sometimes both<br />
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*********YOUR LOOKS*********<br />
12. Hair color: Blonde with random red  and brown sometimes.<br />
13. Eye color: Blue Grey with a  green/gold ring in the center<br />
14. Height: 5'9"<br />
15. Do you wear contacts or glasses:  Neither im 20/15 vision :-P<br />
16. Do you have any piercing? Nope<br />
17. Where do you want more if you do?  N/a<br />
18. Do you have a tattoo? Not yet.<br />
20. Do you wear any rings? none<br />
21. Do you have a certain fashion you  follow? Whatever I think I look good  in.<br />
**********JUST LATELY***************<br />
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23. How are you today? Worried and  tired. <br />
24. What pants are you wearing right  now? dark grey slacks<br />
25. What shirt are you wearing right  now? greyish with dark colors.<br />
26. What underwear are you wearing  right now? Hanes<br />
27. What does your hair look like at  the moment? short and close cut<br />
28. What song are u listening to right  now? Sounds of work<br />
29. Freckles or none? too many damn  freckles<br />
30. How is the weather right now? Clear  and Blue<br />
31. Last Dream you can remember? Cant  remember<br />
<br />
************More about  YOU!*****************<br />
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35. What are the last four digits of  your phone number? 9677<br />
38. Do you like the person that sent  you this? Yeah sure  <br />
39. How do you eat an Oreo? dunk it and  munch it<br />
40. What makes you happy? The company  of friends and someone I care for. <br />
42. What's the best advice ever given  to you? Be Patient<br />
45.What are your future goals? Get my  degree and become published<br />
49. What's your favorite memory? Being  in the Cascade Mountains<br />
50. If you could change one thing about  yourself what would it be? Get rid of  my bad knee.<br />
51. Where do you shop the most? Dont  really shop<br />
52. How many kids do you want to have?  meh if it happens it happens.<br />
55. Do you do drugs? Nope <br />
56. Do you drink? Nope bad for me.<br />
58. What sport do you hate the most?  Baseball<br />
59. What are you most scared of? Dieing  alone<br />
60. How many TV's do you have in your  house? 2 <br />
61. Do you have your own? No.<br />
63. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?  When I was younger<br />
64. Have you ever  broken/sprained/fractered a bone?  Sprained, and for the record fractures  and breaks are the same thing.<br />
65. Friend that sings the worst? Me<br />
69. Is cheerleading a sport? not really<br />
*************YOU and  LOVE************************<br />
<br />
72. Do you believe in Love? not sure<br />
73. Do you have a girlfriend or  boyfriend? Yes <br />
75. Who is your crush? my girl <br />
77. Do you believe in Love at first  sight? not anymore<br />
80. What's the first thing you notice?  eyes and face<br />
81. Are you shy to ask someone out? a  bit<br />
82. Who do you want to spend the rest  of your life with? My love<br />
83. Do you find yourself attractive? I  look as I look<br />
84. Do you find yourself ugly? Not ugly  but not handsome im in the middle<br />
85. Do others find you attractive? Some  people<br />
<br />
*********More Questions**********<br />
<br />
86. Who was the last person you talked  to on the phone? Sgt.<br />
87. Worst injury? >.< too many.<br />
88. When was your last hospital visit?  See above<br />
89. What was the last thing you ate?  Chicken things.<br />
91. What color is your bedroom's  carpet? Wood Floor<br />
92. What's under your bed? Junk and  college boxes.<br />
93. How many times did you fail your  permit test? Didnt.<br />
94. How many people on your buddy list?  Not sure<br />
95. Do you type with your fingers on  the right keys? yes<br />
96. What do you do most often when you  are bored? Go onlin, vid games, movies,  read<br />
97. Most hurtful thing ever said to  you? Please dont ask.<br />
98. What makes you happy? Some things. <br />
99. What annoys you the most? >.< being  yelled at for doing what Im told.<br />
100. What is your greatest fear? Being  forgotten<br />
101. Stupidest thing you've ever done?  Oh list goes on<br />
102. Worst feeling in the world? heart  break<br />
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**********Both*********<br />
<br />
138. On the phone or in person? both<br />
139. Paper or plastic? both<br />
140. Sausage or pepperoni? both<br />
141. Summer or winter?both<br />
142. Hugs or kisses? both <br />
143. Chocolate or white? Aroo?!<br />
144. Root Beer or water? both<br />
145. Glass half full or half empty?  both<br />
148. Cats or Dogs? cats<br />
150. Vanilla or Chocolate? chocolate<br />
151. Skiin... ]]></description>
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                <title>All Hail the Goober King</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 02 Sep 2004 09:11:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok ive gotten over my lil panic thing  for now.  I really need to work on not  worrying so much.  But many of you who  know me know when someone I know is  having a problem or is hurt or in  trouble etc. or i think they hare  heading for those I worry.  try not to  worry too much.  At least I dont have  gray hair anymore.  I started growing  gray hairs i was worrying so much.   kinda freaky huh.  My new favourite  word/phrase is goober.  A peanut is  also called a goober.  *goes into irish  accent.  "For those of you poor  bastards who have heard me sing.  Ya  should remember the song Goober Peas."   Cackles manically.  Ahem  anywho......Ive put a glomp/squee based  hit on my lil bro at school I shall ask  how that goes, basically im trying to  help break him from being so shy of  girls. I dont want him to end up like  my other brother and yes that is a bad  thing.  He is totally anti-social and  kinda weird. ]]></description>
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                <title>Tensile Strength of chewing gun</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 28 Aug 2004 22:39:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok that does it im switching to de-caf  and hiding my sharp and pointy things.  > .< I have been needlessly worrying.   Bascially the reason I worried so much  about this is in my eyes the only thing  standing between me and facing this  world alone is her.  She means so much  to me right now.  I dont really have a  lot left to hang onto my own.  I am so  used to being left by those I have  loved for someone else I was expecting  it but this time I shouldnt have  worried so now my hair is a lil greyer  because I paniced.  Well one person i  hate for why she left me and I hate her  for it still.  The other well I can  understand her reasons and I do  appreciate that she did tell me about  her reasons and not sstabbed me in the  back.  Shes on my list of friends to  keep for life among others.  But back  to happiness maybe I shoul switch to  decar seriusly im wond up so tight  right now. ]]></description>
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