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                <title>My birthday is in less than a week...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 07 Dec 2006 11:57:28 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm making an official note to all friends and /b/tards I know out there to assemble the 21st birthday party van. Much lulz shall ensue.<br />
<br />
Contact me somehow if you want in, I'm planning on some heavy lulz throughout possibly Cambridge, Boston and Quincy... however I'm also still under the process of planning.<br />
<br />
Date will be the 12th. In the event of faggotry, I'll move the date to a better time.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>!thesexyturtle</author>
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                <title>So, I should update, eh?</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 21 Nov 2006 20:23:48 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's been a damn long time since I've updated. I won't lie, there's been a lot in my life and I'm getting MUCH busier than I used to be.<br />
<br />
I'm now a DJ on poolsclosed.com, slappin through playlists for the nigras of teh intarwebz.<br />
I'm in college, many busy things.<br />
I'm now a salesman at CompUSA, working until I go to Worcester, where I hope I get a dorm and not an apartment.<br />
I'm missing a bunch of my friends from other places... Andy, Ana, Beckeh, Spooky, Kate, Odertle... everyone seems invisible nowadays, it sucks. :/<br />
I miss having time to myself, I feel like I'm never alone anymore. It's odd.<br />
<br />
Anyone else getting this?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>That's right, asshole, bag my groceries: The Jock</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 20 Aug 2006 10:05:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Last night I was driving my girlfriend's car, which has a lot of ICP stickers and shit on it... I'm coming back from a local place called Game Universe with my friend Kyle, and a big SUV cuts me off. I honk my horn because the dude's a douchebag, and what I get from it is a surprise. Ryan Peters, a douchebag closet-racist jock from my highschool decides to nearly swirve into me and talk shit from his window. <br />
<br />
We got to the stop light as the fire trucks came out, and he says, "So still haven't changed huh, Glenn, you faggot?"Being one to defuse situations and make people feel stupid, I replied, "Actually, this is someone else's car." My friend Kyle starts chuckling and adds, "Oh yeah, he's stealing cars now." Ryan, dumbfounded and silent notices the light turns green. He ends up replying, "Have a nice night." before driving off down rt. 9 eastbound.<br />
<br />
Moral of the story: <b>I fucking win. I am the justice. Not you.</b><br />
<br />
The title comes from a Maddox quote, because more and more I'm seeing jocks and the likes doing shit jobs while I'm in a sales job, making $10/hr part time while still going to college. All of this, you see, without any computer certification and just a lot of know-how. Ryan most likely is just the dickhead who ended up driving his dad's big ol' SUV and thinks he's the shit.<br />
<br />
Yep, that's right, asshole. Drive off knowing I won, and you just made yourself look retarded. Hopefully your catholic priest father ended up molesting you, and if he didn't he should now. ]]></description>
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                <title>No shit, there I was, shitfaced, in Framingham...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 05 Jul 2006 19:50:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Actually that's a lie, I'm not shitfaced, I'm not even drunk. Don't even remember the last time I was.<br />
<br />
I got a call from Andy, who was concerned about Jess' grandmother... it was awfully nice of him. In midst of helping Jess with dying her hair, doing some dishes and throwing a pizza in the oven, I realized how good it feels to have friends as nice as that.<br />
<br />
Ever since Father's Day, my father and I have been closer and dare I say back to normal. Despite us not seeing each other as much, every time is still mighty awesome. My dad... absolutely awesome guy, creative, incredibly intelligent... maybe not the easiest to deal with, but you have to have some faults, right?<br />
<br />
Despite some of the things that've gone wrong, I have to say this may be one of the happiest times of my life, and I'm grateful to feel that way. ]]></description>
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                <title>Mmm, boredom.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 14 Jun 2006 16:14:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So.. how're you? ]]></description>
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                <title>Anime Boston is approaching...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 04 Apr 2006 16:15:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ And I've been told to put on all sorts of costumes, however I've come down to a few awesome ones I should make and wear...<br />
<br />
1) Super Mario<br />
2) Bowser<br />
3) Kirby<br />
4) Los Platanos (The Plantain Twins from Kaiju Big Battel... now to be at Anime Boston)<br />
5) The Tetris L-block<br />
<br />
Vote now on what I should make myself look retarded in! ]]></description>
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                <title>Johari Window</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 27 Mar 2006 23:12:02 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I found this thing online called a Johari Window.. I'd like to know what others think of me.<br />
<br />
<a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=ThatOtherGuy">ThatOtherGuy's Johari Window</a><br />
<br />
...So if you wouldn't mind, fill this out for me. ]]></description>
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                <title>Just so you all know...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 12 Mar 2006 18:56:25 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ If I don't seem to act myself lately, and do something to piss you off or upset you, I apologize in advance.. I'm having a few stressful times and it's really getting to me. Sorry. ]]></description>
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                <title>New piece of music from the turtle!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 09 Feb 2006 09:54:09 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm a dork who loves himself some 8-bit chiptunes.<br />
<br />
I also love System's double-album mezmerize/hypnotize.<br />
<br />
I created this: <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/28809097/">Chipnotize - an 8-Bit Tribute</a>.<br />
<br />
Comment, favorite, love and adore... while I go all my forums and make it my whore. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/eek.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":o" title=":o (Eek)" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>From a turtle, to you.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2005 08:15:46 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Per tradition on my Christmas Eves,<br />
I have no tricks up my sleeves,<br />
I set aside all of my pet peeves,<br />
I refuse to roll my eyes or grieve.<br />
Many things have changed as every year has shown,<br />
How much we've learned and how little we have known.<br />
Another year has gone at last,<br />
All the smiles and tears prove how quickly it passed.<br />
To all of you who I knew and our friendships went to hell,<br />
Sorry for whatever was my fault, I wish you all well.<br />
To those who have stuck with me, and that's one tough trick,<br />
I'm glad to know you have patience with me when I act like a dick.<br />
All the forums and chats that I frequent ever so dearly,<br />
All twelve in total, multitasking effects me so eerily.<br />
Sorry if I vanish from activity time to time,<br />
I'm probably still looking on, just as silent as a mime.<br />
As for all of you who read this, friend, foe, indifferent and such,<br />
I'm glad you kept on reading this, and thank you very much.<br />
If you ever need something? Let me be the turtle to call on,<br />
Hopefully I'll saysomething wise and not seem like a moron.<br />
From simple issues to large, I won't leave you in a ditch.<br />
After all, just like Wayne Brady, I'm not afraid to choke a bitch.<br />
Okay, I'm getting goofy, I think I'm good for the night,<br />
Happy whatever the hell you celebrate, I hope it turns out alright.<br />
<br />
<3<br />
<br />
The Sexy Turtle ]]></description>
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                <title>Holiday spirit? ME?</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 10 Nov 2005 10:30:56 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I got this idea from teh <a href="http://stacybecker.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/t/stacybecker.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="stacybecker" /></a> and started to follow the trend like a good little dork. The holidays are comming up and as most of you know, I tend to love them, I love making people's day with a gift, and maybe this way we can all spread around the holiday spirit.<br />
<br />
-Make a post in your journal listing ten things that you wish for. They can be simple, extravigant, literal or non literal. They can be a physical object or an idea. It doesn't matter, just have fun with it and be honest.<br />
-If you wish for something that is a physical thing include some type of contact info (At least a SN or email). So that santa and their elves may get in touch with you.<br />
-And make sure that you copy and paste this or link to it so that we can get this as far around as we can.<br />
<br />
Part two<br />
- Take a look around here and see who else has made this list up. Take a look at theirs and see if there is anything that YOU can do for them, anything that you have access to grant their wish.<br />
-If you are capable to make a wish come true...do it. Remember alot of times, one person's trash is another person's treasure.<br />
<br />
There are no strings attached to this, no money need be spent, there are no guarentees, just the spirit of the holiday. So if you can do anything to make this possible, please do, if it is even just making a list and copying this into your journal. I really appriciate it and a very early Merry Christmas to all.<br />
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<br />
<br />
<br />
My List.<br />
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1. A prinny plushy<br />
2. My creativity back<br />
3. A new computer<br />
4. I'd say world peace.. but let's put it more like "World Non-Douchebaggery".<br />
5. Free-time to make presents for people before teh x-mas<br />
6. The chance to visit all the people I wanna visit.<br />
7. Cures for currently non-cureable diseases.<br />
8. Bill O'Reily to shut the fuck up, get off the cocaine, and realize republicans tend to be very evil.<br />
9. The ability to draw with my hands outside of a computer<br />
10. A hug.<br />
<br />
Again thank you so much, as you can see, they dont have to cost anything and you will be spreading christmas joy. Thank you so much! ]]></description>
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                <title>space-saver.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 23 Oct 2005 17:55:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Just making sure my page wasn't hours long. ]]></description>
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                <title>So.. an update.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 23 Oct 2005 17:55:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm almost 20, I live with my father. Apparently everything I do wrong is because of the fact that I'm "online too much". <ul>Here's the list of things he wants me to do...<br />
<li>Get a full-time job<br />
<li>Go to college full-time<br />
<li>Get my ccna, pass the test this time or, "just kill myself because I'm never going to achieve at anything in life". (direct quote)<br />
<li>Build a giant cage for my iguana, which I can't move out of the room (too big), won't be able to break it down (Where'd the iguana go?), and get all the parts and wood while I wait for him to tell me what we're doing on it. (Oh, but I'm not supposed to wait for him. What the fuck?)<br />
<li>Get a girlfriend, spend 2 hours a week with her, expect to have a happy relationship<br />
<li>Maintain my friendships with everyone<br />
<li>Go to the gym for at least an hour and a half every day.</li><br />
<br />
...Alright, let's break this down. Full-time job.. 40 hours a week? Full-time college, depending on the course load, anywhere between 5-8 hours a day? So that's anywhere between 13/24 hours. Gym? 1/12 hours.. 14.5/24. Girlfriend, 2? 16.5/24. driving? Right now, I'm guessing a total of 2 hours, half an hour to work and college. Gym's on the way from work. 18.5/24. This is the point where I have 5.5 hours to sleep.<br />
<br />
Oh, wait, what about homework, term papers, essays, and projects? Another 3 hours... 21.5/24. I have 2.5 hours to sleep.<br />
<br />
I don't do this? No more time for me to be online. I'm obviously on it too much, from 8/9/10 at night until 12-2... sometimes 11, pending on when I have to wake up the next day.<br />
<br />
I'll never do enough to make my father happy, I've come to realize this. Now I'm going to come home, because I'll end up killing myself here. Almost did.. twice. All I do is get yelled at, told to do shit when my friends are around, get made fun of, yet I'm supposed to be able to be all fucking huggy and shit when they wanna be like it's all a fucking game.<br />
<br />
No, fuck you, I'm sick of this. I'm sick of these fucking games, and I'm sick of living up here. I'm fucking sick of living, period, but if no one's going to fucking kill me then I might as well go back to Framingham and see if I can live a little easier down there. <br />
<br />
All I've done is realized that I'm not good enough, I never do anything good enough, I never make anyone happy, I always fuck shit up, I always hurt people, I don't know enough, I don't look good, I don't know how to speak without sounding fucking retarded, and I can't fucking remember a god damn thing about PC servicing and troubleshooting. Well thank you very much, dad, now I can be as fucking miserable, sleep-deprived, negative, depressed, hypocritical, and assinine as you.<br />
<br />
Highschool, according to a majority of people I talk to, was the best time of our lives... <b>fucking kill me.</b></li></li></li></li></li></li></ul> ]]></description>
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                <title>Yeah.. did you get the memo?</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 04 Oct 2005 08:44:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ There's a game design course held at Daniel Webster College in Nashua, and they're turning it into a bachelor's degree next year (hopefully.)<br />
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In the meantime, I'm going to toy around with a few things and take the ccna-intro test. Once I show I'm capable of <i>something</i> with computers, it'll be much easier to get accepted. I'm also wondering if I should take a class on photoshop and actually learn how to use it properly. ]]></description>
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                <title>I've realized something.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 18 Aug 2005 19:29:58 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've just looked back onto what I've been doing over the year I've been in New Hampshire...<br />
<br />
...And what the sad thing is, I don't have shit to prove I've actually done something worth being proud of. Ever. I'm not even a fucking freshman in college. I went to a few non-metriculated classes. I don't even have a girlfriend anymore.. this is where I draw the line. Shit needs to change, and fast. I've realized I'm really worth nothing.<br />
<br />
Don't tell me I'm right, wrong, or indifferent; there's no other way to explain the fact that I'm almost 20 and living in my parent's basement without a legitimately respectable job or girlfriend, a run-down car and hopes and dreams clouded over dAmn chats on deviantart. How the fuck could I have led myself down this way?<br />
<br />
I can do this no more. I need to focus, and I can't let myself shake it off in a week. I need to finish what I've started and really get going on what I want. No one's hiring someone who only knows one thing nowadays... and I', sure as hell know I'm not only good for one thing. My writing skill is typically above average for someone with a mere highschool degree, nevermind the fact I placed pretty high in any placement test I've taken when it came to literature.<br />
<br />
I've come to notice one more thing about myself... ever since I was eight, I used to think of ways to create games, ideas for them, concepts.. It soon developed into my terrible habit of playing DnD over a friend's house or online, creating algorithms for certain mini-games or events using any current system I could use. Whether it be dice on a table or the /roll function in AIM or AOL. I've created a bunch of things that could really have been used for video games. I've downloaded rpg creators and at 12 I had already designed characters, written a stupid script, created enemies, a plot, special moves, cities... Fuck, there's a part of blitzball that I swear to god went along with the exact same ideas I was trying to use one time.<br />
<br />
Why else would I always been up to arms when it came to entertainment... comedy, film making, showing off what I do in Flash mx 2k4, art or presentation-wise. Why else do I toy around in fruity loops, midi editors, and design things in my free time? Why else do I write poetry, sing and even rap?<br />
<br />
I want to create, and this crazy urge inside me will not let go until I make something so great, that my name goes down with the titles already in history. Whether I'm a local legend, a nobody, or a star. I want to make something I know people will truly enjoy for years to come, and I will not stop until I've done this.<br />
<br />
For now, I finish what I've started with the CCNA. Then, I'm going to go for one of my few, yet most sincere dreams. ]]></description>
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                <title>Space-saving entry.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 31 Jul 2005 17:59:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ This entry made to not make my page 987209867340896 scrolls long. Check out <a href="http://thesexyturtle.deviantart.com/journal/6091949/">This Journal Entry</a> for what I mean. ]]></description>
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                <title>This is vacation?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 31 Jul 2005 17:56:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b>Chapter 1, meeting up.</b><br />
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I'm sitting there at a concert venue in Worcester, waiting to meet up with this girl and her friends. What the plan was, was to pick everyone up who was going to the gathering and leave the next morning...<br />
<br />
Well, at first I was meeting her for 9:30...<br />
Then 10...<br />
Then 10:30...<br />
<br />
11:15 rolls by, she calls me saying she got a flat tire by rolling over a curb. Well, my mom and I find her, and we wait for about two and a half hours for triple A to find a donut, put it on, and bolt within half a fucking hour. We have to make it to Springfield, from Worcester, at 1:15 in the morning. The issue is, we can only go about 50-55 on a donut without it busting... Well, we got directions to go east, when Springfield is way west... we end up in fucking half an hour away before turning around. We turned around, got good directions from a guy who looked like Jack Black (which is cool, but weird)... and ended up getting there at about 4:30 in the morning. Now, did I mention we still have one more person to pick up, one state away?<br />
<br />
<b>Chapter 2: Picking up the chick in Connecticut.</b><br />
<br />
So we get to this girl's house, her mom's at the door like "OMGWTFBBQ SOMEONE SLEEP NOWM UST B SAFE ON TRIP!@Q~!~!!!!!oneoneoneshift+1shift+1"<br />
<br />
So I gladly go to sleep for about four hours...<br />
<br />
Now what happened while I was asleep and awake is as follows:<br />
<br />
We get there; her friend pat was awake from a four-hour nap he took waiting for us to arrive. Well, he starts driving with her navigating, and she tells him to start off going west. She ends up napping until he wakes her ass up in New York. They end up going from New York, to Springfield, to somewhere in Connecticut. Luckily, they found someone going to Putnam, CT, so they follow that person and find the McDonalds the girl was stranded at (The McDonalds there was closed, keep in mind). They end up finding her, driving back, and getting back to her house at 10:30 that morning.<br />
<br />
So, by now, I was awake and chillin with my newfound friend Tom. He's cool shit. Her mom fixed us breakfast and coffee as we waited. Her mom is fucking cool, and we're all like "WTF" waiting for them. She gets back, we load everything into the van (the tires were replaced on the van that morning), and head off, ME driving.<br />
<br />
We get to a gas station, and since the girl had a nap of three or so hours, I let her drive to New York, me navigating and waking her ass up with my caffeine mints (Thank you, Bawls. Best invention for road trips, ever).<br />
<br />
What do I find out then? <b>SHE ONLY HAD A FUCKING PERMIT, AND IT WENT THROUGH THE WASH.</b><br />
<br />
So youd imagine this doesnt get worse, right? Youre dead fucking wrong.<br />
<br />
<b>Chapter 3, me driving through 80% of Pennsylvania.</b><br />
<br />
I picked up our last person in New York, and went through New Jersey (got lost there for an hour), then booked it at around an average of 85 mph through Pennsylvania... I'm starting to doze off, so I pull over and let Tom drive... We had a convoy of 18-wheelers filled with people and stuff going to the gathering tailing us and trying to run us right off the fucking road several times.<br />
<br />
I napped until we got to Ohio.<br />
<br />
<b>Chapter 4, the pit stop.</b><br />
<br />
Pat's had no sleep, and can't drive, Im just about out of commission, and the only other possible driver was the girl. Fuck it, we had no choice, and she was a decent driver other than the tire mishap.<br />
So, we stop, get food, and take a piss break. The girl meets up with her ex boyfriend there...<br />
<br />
Now, the original plan was to drop me off at the hotel all my friends were staying at... what does she decide to do?<br />
<br />
Follow her fucking drunk ex-bf through several cities in Ohio until finally getting to his hotel.<br />
<br />
Now, I had been talking about meeting up with my friends there constantly, mentioned the exit to get off onto, and she DROVE RIGHT BY IT AND FUCKING IGNORED ME. I was ripshit.  We get to his hotel, we rest there in the van since it's about 4 in the fucking morning and can't stay up no longer. Well, I could, but apparently no one was going to let me get the keys to find my friends hotel room. When we got there, we were going to bring them to the gathering and all theyd have to do the next morning is follow us there. But no, thatd be too much driving after driving from Springfield, Massachusetts to fucking Streetsboro, Ohio.<br />
<br />
<b>Chapter 5: Utter Bullshit, now with tents!</b><br />
<br />
The next day, we get to the gathering, and the girl doesnt have her campsite info yet, which she should've had about two weeks before. She goes to will call with her keys... two hours later, she comes back and tells us we need to drive to the information booth. Well, we drove up, and waited another half hour to find out she... ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 29 Jun 2005 07:29:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ...I failed. ]]></description>
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                <title>Now this is it.. no kidding this time.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 28 Jun 2005 17:16:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I found out that last time I tried this, I was fucking $2 short in my account. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /><br />
<br />
Now, it's been paid for, and I take my test at 9 AM, sharp.<br />
<br />
If you wanna really know what the rest of my thoughts on this are, read <a href="http://thesexyturtle.deviantart.com/journal/5724316/">my last entry.</a><br />
<br />
This is it, and there's no time I can allow to be wasted. ]]></description>
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                <title>So, this is it..</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 22 Jun 2005 14:12:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Right now, I stare into my computer screen, and to one specific icon. That icon, you see, is a part of my life; Nevermind the fact that I've been so engrossed with all that is technology since I was a child.<br />
<br />
This icon is my Cisco CCNA Exam Flash card test.<br />
<br />
Tomorrow, at 1:30 PM, I go for my CCNA-Intro. If I pass, I am officially "Partially CCNA Certified". This means I can start making better money and fast. It also means I can take the second half: CCNA-ICND. The part I'm not so swift on.<br />
<br />
If I fail, I will be horribly depressed. Much enough to the point where I probably shouldn't be trusted in solitude.<br />
<br />
As much as I can taste the passing grade, I loathe the slightest notion of failure. The thought of not knowing what I want to do in life clenches at my heart and turns, causing me to continue with the soft smiles and silliness in which masks my self insecurity<br />
 and fright of never getting to accomplish the things I've ever wanted...<br />
<br />
I want to live in my own house, I want to be happy, and I want to be down that path quite far before I hit age 26. How possible this will be, I'm not sure.. but I do know I'm desperately scared of becoming as useless and pathetic as some of the other people I've come across. ]]></description>
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                <title>Ahem..</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 29 Jan 2005 12:01:01 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Thanks to ~InsanityRose, there is now a  thesexyturtle fan club chat:  #Thesexyturtlefanclub.<br />
<br />
Is there a fan club page in the making?  Hmmm... I can only hope. ]]></description>
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                <title>So...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 07 Dec 2004 10:35:03 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm an op in #BestChatEver. I also just  founded my own room:  #ThisRoomDoesntSuck.<br />
<br />
Feel free to swing by either of them  asap, because we all need people to  talk to. ]]></description>
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                <title>w00t!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 05 Nov 2004 22:13:27 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm now an op in #BestChatEver. Feel  free to drop in for a free kick or  something, or just to be cool. ]]></description>
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                <title>Hmm...</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 04 Oct 2004 08:31:58 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ SO... since I need a wi-fi connection  to my laptop, I've been lacking  updates. I've made a few new pieces  related to prinnies, although it might  take until say next weekend when I go  to MA to get them online.<br />
<br />
Done: Prinny (BnW), Iron Chef Prinny  (BnW)<br />
<br />
Working on: Prinny (colored), some  fairy pic I started working on in  january and had a block on what to add  to it.<br />
<br />
College is alright, work is work,  billls are bills, and I need a better  paying job. ]]></description>
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                <title>HELL FUCKING YEAH!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 25 Jul 2004 09:22:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ OVER 1200 MOTHER FUCKING HITS! Thank  you! Fuck YEAH! You all fucking pwn!<br />
<br />
...AND I BEAT SPLAZ AT DOING IT!  HAHAHAHA! Ahh just messin with ya Jon,  fuckin congrats man! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
<br />
In tribute i might make a gif of  Baseketball's happy dance... y'<br />
know, the movie with the south park  creators in it? Fuck yeah, I think I  might do that.<br />
<br />
Alright, I'm out. Check out my new  stuff! ]]></description>
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                <title>In the need of ideas...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 25 May 2004 13:57:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I want to draw something from Disgaea:  Hour of Darkness, but right now I've  come up with jack shyt except for <a href="http://disgaea.deviantart.com">The  DA Disgaea club</a>. If you find anything,  hook me up.<br />
<br />
Updates for stuff revolving life...:<br />
- Got my server running, but now needs  a fixin'...<br />
- Graduating Saturday... dun dun dun...<br />
- Landscaping until I go to college in  September...<br />
- Teamwork: There is no "I" in drunk.<br />
<br />
k... nothing spiffy to update yet other  than that. ]]></description>
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                <title>Got Lions and Tigers, only in Kenya!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 23 Mar 2004 18:05:55 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Right now, I'm just thinking... I like  to have people gather at my house and  hang out whenever we're bored. No  reason other than we're bored people  congregating.<br />
<br />
But why? I mean, I don't see anything  wrong with it, it's just I've never  known why. ]]></description>
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                <title>We have lions!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 21 Mar 2004 18:19:27 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ In recent news, I've had a pretty good  time lately.. near graduation, in which  seems like will be taking until  eternity to get here. I'm too anxious..  but you know what? Shit, it's almost  April!<br />
<br />
I'm getting more used to Flash MX...  although I still don't like it too  much.<br />
<br />
Right now, not much else to say. Later. ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 04 Jan 2004 19:19:25 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ...Sometimes, being one who has a way  with words, gets you AI-mauled.  Sometimes, I can't take it seriously...<br />
<br />
...It's been one of those times.<br />
<br />
I'm not welcomed in her home or on her  phone...<br />
<br />
...Yet still demanded an apology. I did  it for the sake of my friend... but I  just can't take ANYONE seriously when  they write, "nuf said -". I also can't  take them seriously when they mock  me...<br />
<br />
Sexy Turtle 108: ...Well to be honest,  I said that to just cheer her up.<br />
NotHerRealSN: To be honest with you,  you are no longer welcome in my home or  on my phone.<br />
<br />
I also wonder if she merely took all of  her frustrations out on me and not the  other commenting deviant...<br />
<br />
...That would figure. I'd laugh. I'm  actually laughing as it is. ]]></description>
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                <title>Wow... this was one hell of a night...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 13 Dec 2003 22:06:31 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Got a futon on Thursday, birthday was  Friday, tonight was the party.<br />
<br />
So, after getting better directions, I  pick up Dave and Jon and go to Ruby  Tuesday. There I meet up with Nick,  Jen, Steph, Alex, Brittany (a guy,  english mind you), Sean, and Kyle. 10  in all, and we randomly headed into  Ruby Tuesday after the money's in  order.<br />
<br />
We order, my burger wasn't cooked  enough, I was like "Wtf?", and Steph goes " Hey, it's the fat kid's birthday." <br />
<br />
Well, we eat, I get cake and ice cream,  and the chick decided to spare me of  extreme humiliation and didn't get  everyone to sing.<br />
<br />
...So everyone else at the table, 8 out  of the 9 of them stood up and sang  happy birthday to me.  Steph decided  not to to help spare me for... some  reason. -Shrug.-<br />
<br />
We get home, Kyle eventually has to  leave, Steph comes back, and she was  followed. It kinda ruined the mood to  the party, but it could've been much  worse so we're all okay. Dave and Jon  decided to be door-watching for anyone  who came up, so we could pwn them. I  brought out my katana, throwing stars,  and nunchucks and told her to pick one.<br />
<br />
I then tried to hook up the vcr, and  fucked up. I asked for the remote and  everyone was like "Wtf you're fat! It's  right there!"<br />
<br />
...Well yeah, but I was thinking it was  on the couch and seeing I was on the  floor on the other side, I couldn't get  it. Mind you, I just got the dish, so I  wanted to make sure the box's power was  on.<br />
<br />
Laurence Fishbourne was Cowboy Curtis  in PeeWee's Playhouse. We saw PeeWee's  christmas special, and we all laughed  our asses off. From Jewish dinosaurs,  to a jewish lady wearing menhorah  earrings, to random songs being sung by  old and/or ugly ladies... a guest cameo  by Oprah and Little Richard... that  made the night all the funnier. Man,  what was Rob Zombie smoking when he  produced that show?!<br />
<br />
I drove people home, and now I'm here,  chillin. Everyone likes the cane, the  katana, the sword, the nunchucks, the  two throwing stars, the random knife,  and my futon. We all drove around in  donuts at the church's parking lot,  too. We left Ruby Tuesday, and I pulled  into the church. After that, they  followed us and we did donuts, and then  they left the parking lot. We were like " Aww, wtf." I'm just glad Nick didn't put  the stink bomb in the car, I would've  pwned him. Now, Glenn is tired and  wants to pass out on the futon. Night. ]]></description>
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                <title>Hmm..</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 11 Dec 2003 19:12:12 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ In a couple of hours, it shall be 18  years and nine months from the same  exact day that my parents were fucking  like rabbits in heat. Happy birthday to  me... rabbits fucking in heat... a bad  men-tal pic-ture oh god damn it, ... he  he? -Shrug.- I dunno. ]]></description>
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                <title>In a couple of hours...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 11 Dec 2003 19:08:18 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It shall be nine months from the same  exact day that my parents were fucking  like rabbits in heat. Soooo, for my  birthday, why don't the vast  (non-existant) flocks of women that  come here <a href="http://www.brunching.com/cgi/oralsexdonate.cgi?id=33239-1065331950">give me head</a>, and the guys  buy me the most recent version of  Photoshop out there. ]]></description>
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                <title>Bwahahahaha!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 01 Dec 2003 20:25:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I showed a friend of mine my skill in  Flash 5... this is his reply to my  replica of strong sad:<br />
<br />
PsiRedEye22: holy shit<br />
<br />
And then? I took a bow. I feel proud to  have accomplished this, I can  officially draw strong sad. Something  about being able to draw something  extremely detailed (for a cartoon) just  made me proud. ]]></description>
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                <title>A 01101100 Dragon Ninja</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 25 Nov 2003 06:25:21 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yeah, I'm alive. How? Very carefully.  Haven't done much except for studying  Cisco and shit, so just be patient and  don't forget to <a href="http://www.brunching.com/cgi/oralsexdonate.cgi?id=33239-1065331950">give me head!</a> ]]></description>
                <author>!thesexyturtle</author>
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                <title>01101100~C6~108</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 04 Oct 2003 22:37:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm one of a kind, <br />
in a very positive way.<br />
I'm adorable,<br />
I'm smart,<br />
I'm a sexy turtle,<br />
with a sexy voice,<br />
and sexy hair,<br />
now give me head. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
<a href="http://www.brunching.com/cgi/oralsexdonate.cgi?id=33239-1065331950">Click Me!</a> ]]></description>
                <author>!thesexyturtle</author>
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                <title>The moment of pride..</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 26 Sep 2003 04:45:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <i>"you're one of a kinda glenn <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lick.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> and i mean  that in the best way possible."</i> <a> ~amethystsun16 </a><br />
<br />
Got license, using a car, got my check,  all in one day. Now all I need to do is  meet up with someone. If I don't meet  up with someone, it'll make me a sad  panda. No one likes sad pandas. ]]></description>
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                <title>Hmmm...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 12 Sep 2003 05:22:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Got a job now, nothing too big, but  good enough for starters. They're  desperate too, which means I'll be able  to get good cash if I do well. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
<br />
Anyway... speaking of jobs, does anyone  need someone to work in Flash for them?  I only have flash 5 (too cheap to buy  MX right now..), but how much different  can MX be besides the shoddy layout? I  have some knowledge in Actionscript,  can draw, and do just about everything  else under the sun. I've done some  interesting things in the past for my  shop projects and have been told I have  great potential to be "one of the greats"  if I keep expanding my horizons within  technology. Any takers?<br />
<br />
...And no, the art I have made in flash  doesn't necessarily reflect the art I  can make within flash... although to be  honest, I guess you could say my piece  called "Kirby Reps the Hatchet" is an  accurate display of my design-- nearly  flawless representation that took me  two hours to perfect and save as a JPG.<br />
<br />
I'll make an example of my <i>better</i> work  soon, all I need to do is make a damned  working preloader. :\ ]]></description>
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                <title>Wheeee!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 08 Sep 2003 20:03:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Finally, a hate IM! W00t!:<br />
<br />
dEFecT 0f yOu: your art has to be some  of the worst crap i have ever viewed in  my life. being banned from a site that  hosts shit like yours could hardly mean  less to me, and you dont know the  circumstances on which i was banned in  the first place so try not talking you  fat ingorant fuck<br />
<br />
Sexy Turtle 108: Ah, and you think I  care. I don't go on the site to be the  best. I just have random shit I don't  know where else to put it. I never said  it was good. Hell, I think it all sucks  myself.<br />
<br />
Now, all listen up.<br />
<br />
First, I'm 17... I have other bullshit  to worry about than art, and a few are  lucky to be able to go through  everything I do and still have enough  time to fuck around. Ten points and  cookies all around for them.<br />
<br />
Secondly, this was the guy I called a " fucking n00b" since he was banned for  ban evasion... and complained about it  in his last journal post like he never  expected it. :rolleyes:<br />
<br />
Also, look at what I said... I don't  put things up here to display beautiful  works of art... I display shit I do,  for no apparent reason. This is one of  the few things I do to pass time until  I grow old and die.<br />
<br />
So basically, if he wanted to anger or  upset me, it backfired beautifully.  Next time be nice and sincere about it,  and that'll make me feel bad.<br />
<br />
Fat? Damn right, fuckin proud of my  genetics.<br />
<br />
ignorant*<br />
<br />
And now I'm just gonna keep on keepin'  on. No pride, and I'm free...<br />
<br />
..now, to update my cracker club card.  I finally told the bitch off! Yay. ]]></description>
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                <title>Heyyy</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 07 Sep 2003 13:24:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Over <a>Havoks</a>' house, being bored,  wearing her panties on my face, loving  her tiara (i bet she wont remember why  I wrote that when she reads this),  being bored, and lost about the spanish  homework. I also took over the laptop  and hit on my friend <a>Nick</a> under her  name, can't wait for him to read it...  lmfao.<br />
<br />
wait for havoks to post the picture of  me wearing her panties on my face like  a stereotypical mexican wrestler, and  then me messing around with the pic to  make it hillariously better and make me  not look like a white fat lbert wearing  blue and yellow flowery panties on my  face. -.-<br />
<br />
Aaaanyways, i'm out. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/penguin.gif" width="15" height="20" alt=":penguin:" title="Penguin" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 04 Sep 2003 09:37:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Lord Nexus (unsure of if he'd prefer  his real name used or not, I'll just  call him that) of Society 1 wrote in  his writings of the "inner circle" that  at a certain stage, the highest  attainable, that you can create your  own symbol, and it should give you  unlimited energy, inspiration and  motivation wherever you go... I think  it's time for me to make my own,  despite the fact that I do not even  wish to really become part of the inner  circle and follow my own ways.<br />
<br />
Expect a new piece or even a new icon  sometime in the future. ]]></description>
                <author>!thesexyturtle</author>
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                <title>-Sigh...-</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 02 Sep 2003 16:58:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Someone get me motivated to rewrite my  lyrics for the track I'm featured on  for my friend's rap album... must...  find... inspiration!!!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/pissed.gif" width="15" height="20" alt=":pissed:" title="Pissed" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>...lmfao</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2003 17:51:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I went back to school today, and  noticed a bunch of things...<br />
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Mainly, some of the people I knew and  hated, think of me as  "cool"...<br />
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A lot of the people that pissed me off,  got pregnant over the summer and their  stomachs are showing...<br />
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And most importantly?<br />
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Apparently since Kyle now goes to  Keefe, everyone who knows him, now  truly knows me.. so I technically  combined with him know the whole  population of Framingham.<br />
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Days to plan the eventual takeover of  the No Ridaz: 10.8 ]]></description>
                <author>!thesexyturtle</author>
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                <title>I'm ba-ack!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 24 Aug 2003 00:29:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ And I'm bet-ta than ev-a...<br />
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I mean, what?<br />
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Yeah, if you haven't been to my site in  a while, I have some new random shit up  there. I have these two sick kirby  pictures, so check them out. Anyways,  I'm off like your mom's prom dress. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/penguin.gif" width="15" height="20" alt=":penguin:" title="Penguin" /> ]]></description>
                <author>!thesexyturtle</author>
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                <title>Come and die with me!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 16 Jun 2003 11:50:42 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Welcome to the show.. Shangri La of the Dark Carnival...<br>
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...Lost motivation, isolating myself seems like the only answer I have  to surviving in this fucking household.. sad thing is, I'm probably the  most fucking sane person in it.<br>
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When it's your time, death is near, step right up on over here...  games, prizes, shows and rides, it's that carnival paradise. ]]></description>
                <author>!thesexyturtle</author>
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                <title>Come and fly with me!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2003 10:23:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Welcome to the show.. Shangri La of the Dark Carnival...<br>
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Let's see.. more ideas, more inspiration, more creativity.<br>
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Art-wise: New pics I'm drawing in flash are coming up, because I've got  shit that's worth presenting on the site. You'll notice something about  many of my pics-- they have blank, white backgrounds. When I do to  these pictures, in my belief, should be made so bold, that backgrounds  shouldn't distract the eye from the main piece of the picture. Of  course I'll eventually make pics with backgrounds in them, but not at  the moment.<br>
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Club-wise: I've joined <a href="http://juggalos.deviantart.com">The Juggalos of DA</a>, <a href="http://strongbadia.deviantart.com">Strong Badia</a>, and I want to  join <a href="http://tehkirbyklub.deviantart.com">Teh (Yes, Teh) Kirby Klub</a>, <a href="http://penguinlovers.deviantart.com">Penguin Lovers Club</a>, and I'll find some  more I'll join sometime.<br>
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JUGGALOS: Hit up the juggalos DA club, and <a href="http://www.mrbonesworld.com">The Juggalo Weaponry  Association</a>! Two places I guarantee you'll enjoy! We had a hater on the  juggalo club if you've been there... but apparently he's a horribly  mistaken cretin who judges a whole group of people on a couple  experiences. He can hate the most of us, but the thing is, we don't  care! <img src="http://images.deviantart.com/emoticons/icon_biggrin.gif" align="middle" alt=":D (Big Grin)" title=":D (Big Grin)" border="0" /> <br>
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Everyone else: Join clubs, it gets your mind flowing on what to draw.  Seeing I have only Flash5 and Photoshop to work with, my ideas get  limited to a point.. but if I can get maya and lightwave? Oooooh damn,  look out world!<br>
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When it's your time, death is near, step right up on over here...  games, prizes, shows and rides, it's that carnival paradise. ]]></description>
                <author>!thesexyturtle</author>
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                <title>My wings are broken..</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2003 07:41:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Welcome to the show.. Shangri La of the Dark Carnival...<br>
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To the angels with broken wings (insert the rest of the chorus here  since I'm too lazy to remember it all):<br>
Would you fly with me? Would you die with me? Come and fly with me!  Come and die with me!<br>
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Juggalos: <a href="http://juggalos.deviantart.com">CLICK HERE NOW!</a> Help support the idea of getting our own DA  Juggalos group going on in this piece. Why? Why the fuck not?! Exactly!<br>
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And now, for something completely different.<br>
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I've had a giant lack of motivation and energy to do anything, mainly  because I need a job, money, and I'm slowly dwindling down to my last  string when it comes to doing anything productive. I'm going to  possibly do a twiztid BG, pray that it doesn't get taken down for  "Copyrighted Material"... even though they really haven't claimed that  their pictures are their own and shell them out for free usage of  mainly every kind. Go figure.<br>
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New chain for my riddlebox charm.. rockin that bitch up and down the  coast... or at least the places I go. <img src="http://images.deviantart.com/emoticons/icon_penguin.gif" align="middle" alt="Penguin" title="Penguin" border="0" /> <br>
When it's your time, death is near, step right up on over here...  games, prizes, shows and rides, it's that carnival paradise. ]]></description>
                <author>!thesexyturtle</author>
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                <title>Grrr...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 16 May 2003 08:52:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Welcome to the show.. Shangri La of the Dark Carnival...<br>
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Getting a job seems to be fucking impossible.. need money, need to lose  weight, need to beat the shit out of a pillow. People suck! They're  emotional, fickle, and some of the biggest idiots I have ever seen! I'm  told that I'm usually right and very accurate when it comes toadvice,  but people shit on me for helping them. You know what? You don't have  me to fucking kick around anymore... one more thing and I come out  swinging at you all. <img src="http://images.deviantart.com/emoticons/icon_penguin.gif" align="middle" alt="Penguin" title="Penguin" border="0" /> <br>
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When it's your time, death is near, step right up on over here...  games, prizes, shows and rides, it's that carnival paradise. ]]></description>
                <author>!thesexyturtle</author>
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                <title>Fucking hell!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 12 May 2003 05:03:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Welcome to the show.. Shangri La of the Dark Carnival...<br>
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WHY do my deviations come up like they're in 256 colors?!! It's not my  settings, because I've made certain that I've used more than 256! This  happens at my home computer as well, which is really pissing me off,  since everything is fine, yet tomy surprise everything I send in gets  horribly skewed.<br>
When it's your time, death is near, step right up on over here...  games, prizes, shows and rides, it's that carnival paradise. ]]></description>
                <author>!thesexyturtle</author>
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