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  <title>Alone on the edge.</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Apr 2008 03:30:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>POST</title>
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  <description>POST&amp;nbsp;mortem</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 Nov 2005 06:25:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>life right now</title>
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  <description>So as some of you already know, I graduated from DeVry last month with my bachelors in CET.  I&apos;m very excited because I am finally searching for a job that involved stuff I like to do.  Home Depot is great and all but I&apos;d rather not be slugging around 2x4s for the rest of my life.  I had a job interview on Weds with SBC for a this MATREX position which stands for MAnagement TRaining EXchange.  I think the interview went very well and I&apos;m waiting to hear back from them in the next week or so.  On another note last month I met this awesome girl who lives in the city.  We&apos;ve been hanging out when possible and I really like her.  I think things may have just picked up a notch so I&apos;m really looking forward to what our relationship might become.  The downside is that she lives in the city, but I&apos;ve been driving there for school so long that going there for a girl is so easy to do.   This entry is months and months late.  My every month post got lost a while back when I was busy with full time school trying to graduate and part time working.  It&apos;s so nice to not have to go to school now.  If i get this job at SBC my schedule will be a regular M-F work week.  It will be so awesome to have the weekend off for once since my weekends have since just about disappeared on me the last 3.7 years.  I work early and need to get to bed but I might think about using this thing a bit.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Jul 2005 05:40:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://home.comcast.net/~alksolo/mylittledevils-ripscotch.jpg&quot;&gt; my little devils  &lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I love you my little Ashton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP scotch :(.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 11 Jun 2005 05:29:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>reminds me of you</title>
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  <description>so here&apos;s the truth&lt;br /&gt;you were right all along&lt;br /&gt;they were never my friends&lt;br /&gt;and i was living a lie&lt;br /&gt;but i wont fall for it next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you figured me out&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m like a leaf in the wind&lt;br /&gt;i try to find who i am&lt;br /&gt;but wind up lost in the end&lt;br /&gt;sometimes its hard to know whats real when you&apos;re not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause you know i change myself to impress whoever happens to be next to me&lt;br /&gt;but i&apos;m sick of trying so hard&lt;br /&gt;waste all your time with me&lt;br /&gt;i know i&apos;m a mess right now&lt;br /&gt;dont give up believe&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;d wait it out for you&lt;br /&gt;waste all your time with me&lt;br /&gt;i know i&apos;m a mess right now&lt;br /&gt;dont give up believe&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;d wait it out for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday i&apos;m just making my rounds&lt;br /&gt;just digging a home 6 feet underground&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it&apos;s hard to know what&apos;s real when you&apos;re not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause you know i change myself to impress whoever happens to be next to me&lt;br /&gt;but i&apos;m sick of trying so hard&lt;br /&gt;waste all your time with me&lt;br /&gt;i know i&apos;m a mess right now&lt;br /&gt;dont give up believe&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;d wait it out for you&lt;br /&gt;waste all your time with me&lt;br /&gt;i know i&apos;m a mess right now&lt;br /&gt;dont give up believe&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;d wait it out for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothings here for me&lt;br /&gt;nothings here for me&lt;br /&gt;nothings here for me&lt;br /&gt;but you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waste all your time with me&lt;br /&gt;i know i&apos;m a mess right now&lt;br /&gt;dont give up believe&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;d wait it out for you&lt;br /&gt;waste all your time with me&lt;br /&gt;i know i&apos;m a mess right now&lt;br /&gt;dont give up believe&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;d wait it out for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;d wait it out for you!&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;d wait it out for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-afs</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Feb 2005 22:19:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Everything Left Out</title>
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  <description>I can&apos;t sleep tonight, I wish I could.&lt;br /&gt;Cold air comes in through my window,&lt;br /&gt;haunts me, it should.&lt;br /&gt;I know I deserve to be starved and tired of friends.&lt;br /&gt;No one should be put through this, but tonight,&lt;br /&gt;I saw everything left out&lt;br /&gt;I saw everything get torn up&lt;br /&gt;I saw everything get left out&lt;br /&gt;I saw everything dissolve, tonight.&lt;br /&gt;When I pulled in my hands,&lt;br /&gt;and I put down my head.&lt;br /&gt;I know I can&apos;t teach a rock to fly.&lt;br /&gt;Just watch as you&apos;re smiling.&lt;br /&gt;Break every bone on the way down.&lt;br /&gt;I know I would have fallen to my knees,&lt;br /&gt;two years ago.&lt;br /&gt;No one should be put through this, yet tonight,&lt;br /&gt;when I pulled in my hands,&lt;br /&gt;and I put down my head.&lt;br /&gt;-Tuesday</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 Feb 2005 07:03:07 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I definitely stubbed my toe on this one.  I&apos;m not even sure what I want anymore.  I think that maybe I&apos;m trying to hard.  Sometimes I think I want sex and sometimes I just want someone to hold.  Then there&apos;s other times when I get glimpses of her where I can see the person she is and it makes me want just her and nothing else.  Who am I looking for?  What do I see and why do I like it? I don&apos;t understand myself and I&apos;m always wanting to understand her.  Why do I do things that I know I shouldn&apos;t do?  Where should I draw the line for myself?  Are my actions selfish or self-fulfilling or neither?  I don&apos;t get it.  I think I&apos;m done with drama bullshit and it nips me in the butt.  Kill the drama would you? anybody?  Why can&apos;t things be easy and just flow? There is no use getting all tear-eyed over this yet I still feel the lurking presence of unshed tears.  I want to cry for her but she is so far away in almost another land.  I have almost no footing at all and just when I think I had a little it gets swept out beneath me and I come crashing down.  I will be quick to get on my feet this time.  I need not this.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 22 Dec 2004 23:30:41 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I need to stop tearing my clothes off.  I&apos;m pretty sure a lot of people think I&apos;m crazy.  John probably thinks I&apos;m psychotic and homosexual.  Oh well.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 Aug 2004 18:20:32 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Had a party friday night.  I&apos;m sure anyone who is reading this new about it so if you came, thanks for coming!  I had a blast.  I apologize to anybody I pissed off while I was intoxicated.  I have a tendency to be somewhat of a mean fuck if I drink way too much.  I&apos;m happy the party didn&apos;t get out of control. All in all it was worth it.  I got to see a bunch of people I haven&apos;t seen in awhile and I know a few of them are going back to school soon so I was happy to party with them before they left.  I was a bit disappointed that a few people I thought were coming didn&apos;t show but it isn&apos;t a big deal.  I&apos;m sure I&apos;ll party with them sometime soon.  Cherie&apos;s 22nd birthday was yesterday and she (is?) was in Tennessee looking for an apartment to live in.  I&apos;m not very happy about the last week or so of communication with her.  Mainly that there hasn&apos;t been any.  I&apos;m happy that she is doing her own thing but I&apos;m also concerned that I may get shafted a little. If things turn out to be like they are now I won&apos;t be a happy camper.  Clint is almost done with his AT hike.  He&apos;s on the last leg of his trip.  I think he&apos;s about in Maine now.  I&apos;m looking forward to him coming home like no other.  It&apos;s not the same around my house without him around.  My room needs a little privacy so I&apos;m going to put up a makeshift wall.  It will be made out of pink foam from my work.  Any ideas are appreciated.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Aug 2004 14:44:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>cell phone</title>
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  <description>I lost my cell phone last night.  I went with Mike on the L to rollerblade downtown. I had it on the L before I got off.  The next thing I know I&apos;m in Grant Park and I didn&apos;t have it.  Somewhere between getting off the L and grant park I lost my phone.  Probably lost it on the L but anyways.  The important thing I lost were phone numbers so if you have one and think maybe I should have it to then e-mail me it alksolo@gmail.com I&apos;d appreciate that, thanks.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 Jul 2004 20:35:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>some of my faults</title>
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  <description>I don&apos;t like when I&apos;ve been &lt;a href=&quot;http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=deceive&amp;amp;r=67&quot;&gt;deceive&lt;/a&gt;d.&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t like when I&apos;m told &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.lies.com/&quot;&gt;lies&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t like when I&apos;m accused of false &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.cdinet.demon.co.uk/nomotive.htm&quot;&gt;motives&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t like when I&apos;m left &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.alone.ie/&quot;&gt;alone&lt;/a&gt; for something or someone better.&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t like when I involve myself too much in &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.geocities.com/bizzeconscience/54.html&quot;&gt;other people&apos;s business&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t like when I&apos;ve drank too much and my intentions get &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.travelingarmchair.com/aboutus/images/nigel_distorted.jpg&quot;&gt;distorted&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t like when I can&apos;t tell whether or not something someone has written is &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.hyperdictionary.com/dictionary/authentic&quot;&gt;authentic&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t like when I don&apos;t feel important to someone I think is &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.byte.com/art/9509/sec7/art23.htm&quot;&gt;important&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t like when I push people away even though I just want them &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.lyricsdir.com/n/nine-inch-nails/closer.php&quot;&gt;closer&lt;/a&gt;.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 13 Jun 2004 11:34:36 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Why does this hope burn inside me?  This mixed essence of hope and love for someone.  I feel it strong even when I hurt the most.  Why won&apos;t it go away?  If it went away i could find someone &quot; better&quot;.  It&apos;s not like I don&apos;t have the eye out though.  Still, like always, it&apos;s not easy for me to meet people.  I have some guards I put up that don&apos;t give me enough room to play.  I think its about time for those guards to come crashing down.  But what enthralls my jealousy is the throbbing idea that I am not valuable when I do not get attention.  This is such a spoiled trait, but somehow I can&apos;t control my mind otherwise.  There is also this deep rooted primal feeling that I am in competition for other males for a mate.  I know that this isn&apos;t always the case and that women aren&apos;t always looking for a mate, but isn&apos;t that our inscribed goal in life?   Reproduce and reproduce some more.  For me, not being jealous is just hiding my emotions.  When I&apos;m almost forced to feel that I&apos;m being judged by my every action, feeling and reaction, I can get testy when it comes to other individuals probably under the same scrutiny.  When do I give up?  When do I let go?  I think that if I cut my balls off everything would be fine.  I&apos;d have no raging hormones to interfere with my rational thought.  I&apos;d have no drive to sometimes control my thoughts and make me angry when something doesn&apos;t go my way.  There would be no jealousy because of my inability to do the one thing I think I was born for.  Although, there are the opposite sides to this crazy coaster of hormones and emotion. There is the times when things work out right.  Where there is no competition and you have been selected.  When this happens you are king and have nothing to fear.  I want to achieve that again.  That is why this hope burns.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 May 2004 03:27:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Missouri</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m going to Missouri for a few days to visit my grandparents.  I&apos;ll be back late sunday or early monday morning since I work at 10 on monday.  I hope to have a good time and maybe bring back some gifts or something.  I&apos;m excited to see them again since I haven&apos;t seen my grandfather in a long time.  He hasn&apos;t made it out here the past few times my grandma came.  See ya when I get back.  I might be online some.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 May 2004 16:39:32 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I didn&apos;t go to school yesterday and I found out that I didn&apos;t really miss anything.  Review for the second class in a row for a test and a free time lab class.  Today there is no school because of some institute day so I just woke up after passing out waiting for Cherie to come down stairs.  She never did though because she had a headache so she left me a message on AIM and went to bed.  It seems that someone asked someone else a question (indirectly) abou what he is looking for.  I assume this means what am he is looking for in life but I&apos;m not too sure.  I&apos;d like to take a stab at the question even though I think now (I didn&apos;t at first) that the question is not directed at me.  There&apos;s lots of things I could be looking for.  I could be looking for things in a person for a life-long partner.  I could be looking for things in person for a good friend.  I could be looking on the internet for a new phone housing for my  i95.  I could be looking on the internet for a way to turn of the check engine light on a 2001 prizm.  I could be looking for a way to finish college with a bachelor&apos;s degree, get nice paying a job and to settle down in a house somewhere and try to start a family or at least have one.  I mix all these short term and long term goals.  I am a goal orientated person even though sometimes I let things get in my way or I get in my own way.  &lt;br /&gt;     How do you prove a feeling?  Can you prove feelings with material objects?  I am angry so I break this picture frame.  Does this really mean I&apos;m angry?   Most of the time it seems that humans relate actions to feelings.  It&apos;s not always the case that feelings should be placed with actions though. What about love?  Does marriage mean you love the person?  I hope that&apos;s the case, but I&apos;m pretty sure there are people out there who marry for money and sex.  Is this wrong?  Well if they love the person they are marrying, who can blame them for getting sex and money out of marriage.  Does love mean sex?  I&apos;m positive this isn&apos;t the case even though sometimes I may mislead myself.  Sex is something people sell...how could it possibly prove love, unless money is love.  What about caring for a person, and putting that person above other people?  Making a commitment to care for them if they are sick or in need of your help?  How about giving up things that you would have for yourself for that person?  Selflessness.  This reminds me of what family is.  Family:  Two or more people who share goals and values, have long-term commitments to one another, and reside usually in the same dwelling place. (dictionary.com)  This doesn&apos;t really surprise me though.  Isn&apos;t the family the strongest source of love for an individual?  Most of the time I think it is.  If anything horrible happens in your life you can always go back to your family.  This unconditional love is hard to find elsewhere.  Where else can you fuck up and then go back no matter what?   I guess for those who don&apos;t have a family who loves and exhibits all these things, they don&apos;t have anywhere. But, there is always the chance to make a family.  And what is a family?   Two (or more) people who share goals and values, have long-term commitments to eachother, and usually live in the same place.   Doesn&apos;t the unconditional love that your family has for you prove their love to you?  I think that my family has proven their&apos;s no matter what happens I know I always have a home here and I can even extend that out to others I care for.  I don&apos;t know what else I could ask for from my family.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 May 2004 04:33:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Life is such a double edged blade, either way I get cut.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Apr 2004 22:07:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hello</title>
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  <description>Hi all.  I&apos;ve been busy/lazy recently and haven&apos;t posted.  School&apos;s going easy.  I got sick on Monday.  I went to work and then came home puking. I won&apos;t go into much details but I felt the same way that Cherie is feeling right now.  Things are pretty good in my life at the moment.  The hardest part has been getting Cherie&apos;s car to work.  The piece of crap died again after she spent $$$ to put a new muffler on it.  I feel bad because I told her to fix it and it fucked up on her.  I didn&apos;t know it was going to do this but I feel bad anyways.  I&apos;m looking forward to the next few weeks.  I close every day I work.  It should be wonderful.  At least I know I&apos;ll be getting paid so I can afford this expensive school I&apos;m going to.  I just hope it ends up worth it.  I feel like I&apos;m getting a shitty education and paying a ton for it.  I hate feeling this way but I think things will get tougher.  Cherie and I were talking about how some people use their LJ&apos;s as ways of communicating their feelings to others and how some people just write in it for more of a self-healing thing.  I&apos;m sure there is a little of both in most people&apos;s LJs but mine is mostly communication.  I don&apos;t talk to everyone as much as I should so hopefully this is gets to those people I neglect to strike up conversations with as often as I used to.  Anyways back to class.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 08 Apr 2004 15:21:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Pool situation</title>
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  <description>My step-dad says that we are going to rip the whole back deck off and start new.  The pool liner is crap because it has a whole.  The upper part of the deck is crap because its rotting cedar.  The lower part of the deck around the pool is pretty much crap for the same reasons.  They used nails for the decking.  They used crappy paint.  The deck is too close to the pool to properly put in a new liner.  Basically the deck is shit.  So the plans are to rip it all out including the pool and build a new deck with pool.  This will take some time but the step-dad plans on paying others to do the job so it should go smoothly once in motion.  The pool parties will come but chances are not until mid summer once everything is said and done.  I&apos;ll keep those posted who are interested.  I may have a few gatherings anyways just to have some fun.  My house borders Grant forest preserve which has a nice hiking/bike riding trail.  It&apos;s a cool place to get your exercise.  I&apos;m looking forward to using it to my advantage a bit more once the weather turns.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 02 Apr 2004 07:20:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>keep your feet on the ground</title>
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  <description>it&apos;s a quarter past 1 and I&apos;ve had 4 lacrosses and 2 classic ice (worst beer ever) and I&apos;m getting in a good stage.  Cherie went out with trevor, and patty? and whoever else probably muriel and that other dude i met.  Anyways i guess her b/f broke up with her but i&apos;m not sure what the deal is yet.  i don&apos;t know what this means for me but i&apos;ll keep you posted. I work tomorrow at 9 (wchich sucks) but at least I don&apos;t close like i do on saturday when i work 1-10.  I decided that i&apos;m going to stay in chicago on tuesday nights if julie or tessie lets me have a place to stay. I&apos;m sick of driving home and not having anything worth coming home to.  I can&apos;t wait til summer when my boy johnny comes home and hopefully tom will be around some. I&apos;m going to have pool parties and parties and I will get anyone who is willing to come to come.  I&apos;m really looking forward to this so you who all read this keep that in your mind that you will be attending matt&apos;s parties this summer...  ok nobody is responding to me now i think it&apos;s about time to catch some sleep....</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 25 Mar 2004 23:37:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>arms</title>
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  <description>I had a pretty good time last night.  Cherie came home and told me that we were going to Applebees to meet some of her friends.  I half kidding asked her if I was invited to the movie that she said she was going to go to.  I guess the movie turned into Applebees then a movie.  But the movie they wanted to see was at 10:25 which is a little too late for me since I had to be at school at 8 this morning.  I had a few 22 oz. glasses of bud and sorta just chilled and listened to the talk of Cherie and her friends.  I met ben&apos;s friend Celia who seems very nice.  She wrote DiNK on my hand in pen and I kinda like the looks of it.  I&apos;m looking forward to the show tomorrow!  I  can&apos;t wait to see some people I haven&apos;t seen in a while and of course fucking TLA!  I haven&apos;t seen those guys since the record release show where I left early because of a massive headache.  I plan to have a much better time tomorrow then the last show I went to.  I talked to this girl Val on aim today. She messaged me on myspace saying that she wants to go dumpster diving with me.  She seems like a nice girl.  Well, I think I&apos;ve even bored myself with this mindless chatter.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 16 Mar 2004 20:01:54 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I think I&apos;m getting my new shoes in the mail today.  I&apos;m excited.&lt;br /&gt;School is boring. I fell asleep during class.&lt;br /&gt;The power went out for about 10 minutes. Everyone was about to walk out when it turned back on.&lt;br /&gt;I went to burger king to stuff myself with some crappy food.&lt;br /&gt;Shoutcast has some really nice radio stations.  I haven&apos;t found one yet I really like but there a few good ones.&lt;br /&gt;Mike Minor is always working now during the day so I don&apos;t go over there any more on my breaks from school.  It looks like this semester I&apos;ll be driving home and back 3 days a week.  It&apos;s not so bad I just wish there was somewhere around here for me to chill a bit.&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know what Tessie is up to. I should probably just give her a call and find out her schedule and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I tried calling ATR gary but he didn&apos;t reply so I don&apos;t know what&apos;s up with that kid.  I need to talk to hiim too so I can find out what he&apos;s doing.&lt;br /&gt;The next show I&apos;m going to is March 26th.  The arms at bottom lounge.  I have an extra ticket because hardcore (formerly emo) john doesn&apos;t have a ride from isu.  So if you&apos;re interested talk to me.  We&apos;ll make it a date!&lt;br /&gt;I work Friday, Sat, and Sunday.  Close each day.  My weekends not looking to bright.  I&apos;m going to look for designs for a headboard for my bed online.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2004 20:06:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Thursday&apos;s suck</title>
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  <description>I started the new semester at school and so far everything things good.  I have a couple EET (electronic engineering technology) classes that will probably make out not to be that hard.  I have a bunch of gaps in between classes today. Between my first two classes I have an hour, between the 2nd and 3rd I have 2 hours and between the 3rd and 4th I have an hour.  So if you live in the chicago area and you&apos;re not at work hit me up on the cell anytime on Thursday and we could probably get lunch or something. 847-812-9019.  I guess it can be seen as some good time to go surfing the web and catching up on reading people&apos;s LJ&apos;s.  I probably won&apos;t do too much of the latter but I&apos;ve been checking out Ebay for phone housings and shoes and all sorts of things I rarely actually bid on or buy.  Work sucked a lot this week.  I worked on Tuesday after class and yesterday from 1-10 after class.  I work Saturday 1-10 and Sun 10:30-7:30.  My next week will probably be worse though.  I close work on Mon, Fri, Sat, and Sun.  I have school on Tues, Weds, and Thurs.  This Sunday I&apos;ll be getting my success sharing check.  That&apos;s money that the whole store gets for making plan and having the best comp (whatever that means).  I should also have a big check because I worked 40 hours 2 weeks ago and 20+ last week.  Enough of this.  I could say a lot more stuff but I&apos;m hungry now and I&apos;m going to get lunch before my next class.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 04 Mar 2004 04:20:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Karaoke fools!</title>
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  <description>So I woke up at 2 today.  2 pm.  That&apos;s right.  I slept from 2 am to 2 pm.  12 hours of sleeping.  I don&apos;t even know why I slept that much, it just happened.  Nobody woke me up.  After I awoke (by nobody) I proceeded to mess around with karaoke files on my pc.  I figured out how to rip cd+g cds and I set up this f-serve in this karaoke irc chat (if you don&apos;t know what that is TOO BAD).  Anyways the karaoke files are about to come rolling in so if you like making a fool of yourself by singing the croaky songs you should come to my house this summer because I&apos;ll be having some parties and if you want to you can do that karaoke stuff.  I got a call around 4 from work.  They wanted me to come in to push carts and since I was just messing around on my computer and not doing anything really productive I opted to go in.  I worked til about 9:30 and now I&apos;m home!  What a fun day.  I worked yesterday too.  School starts for me next week.  I&apos;ll be having class on Tuesday, Wedsneday and Thursday.  I&apos;m looking forward to the new semester.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 01 Mar 2004 22:43:46 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I told someone I would post in my neglected LJ so here it is!  I worked a 40 hour week last week and I was originally scheduled for 0 hours.  That&apos;s right, they didn&apos;t put me on the schedule at all.  That&apos;s been happening the last month or so because I guess my work is slow.  So after seeing that I wasn&apos;t on the schedule at all for the second week in a row, I talked to a manager and she gave me some hours pushing carts in the lot.  I forgot how tough that was.  After the first day I was beat.  I don&apos;t use my legs that much inside so I can imagine why I was so tired.  We are going through inventory as we speak so I picked up some extra hours last week getting ready for that shit.  On Tuesday I&apos;ll probably go out with a few people from work and celebrate it&apos;s ending.  I don&apos;t have anything else to do and it should be a good time.  Most of the younger people I work with are probably going and they aren&apos;t so bad.  I&apos;ve been downloading lots of DVDs.  If any of you who read this need some dvds copied or want me to make you a cd, let me know.  The dvds will cost you a blank dvd but the cds are free because I have a ton of them.  All you have to do is tell me what you want that I have and come get it after I make it.  I might be posting in here some more in the coming days so check back.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 02 Jan 2004 20:22:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I just took this</title>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.quizilla.com/P/pabstcore/1071603405_CMyDocumentsrocker.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;you&amp;#39;re our type a pal, intellegent and a drunk&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;you are pretty fucking rad.&lt;br /&gt;you like the greats and are probally over drinking&lt;br&gt;age. You were to young to see jawbreaker&lt;br /&gt;but you problay have the tattoo, or at least think&lt;br&gt;that you should.  YOu like your pbr and&lt;br&gt;oldstyle. The beers are on you tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://quizilla.com/users/pabstcore/quizzes/Does%20the%20drunkindiereviewdotcom%20staff%20think%20you%20are%20hip./&quot;&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;Does the drunkindiereviewdotcom staff think you are hip.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot;&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href=&quot;http://quizilla.com&quot;&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 09 Nov 2003 07:19:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>this should surprise everyone who actually reads these</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m posting within less than a week of my last post!  Holy shit!  I got messed up last night.  I had about 5 shots of Crown Royal whiskey and about 3 or 4 beers. But before that, I was in the city hanging out with mike and john beeped me and said that he was meeting people at denny&apos;s and I should come.  So I played some more CS at mike&apos;s on josh&apos;s computer (thanks josh.  I changed your pw by the way, sorry about that).  And then timed it so i&apos;d make it to denny&apos;s at the same time as john.  Turned up to be a good showing of 12 people.  A couple of them who I&apos;ve met before.  Neesha, Jason, and Xavier.  Neesha brought a friend erin.  Also, xavier brought a friend sean.  There was also a girl that john met off of myspace.  Katie.  She was pretty cool and she brought her friend ted or i think that was his name.  The others were John&apos;s friend from class, christine, and her friend karen and their friend brad.  So it was all good loud and all.  I ordered coffee and didn&apos;t get it and xcavier ordered a sundae but instead got a shake so i drank that instead.  Then since i was falling asleep (and bored) I decided to be the first to leave.  I told john to come over after if he wanted.  He called me about 1 and said he was coming over with neesha&apos;s friend.  So he and erin came over and we all talked and i burned john a new brand new cd (i hope he took it) and we proceeded to get wasted and watch 28 days later which i couldn&apos;t follow at all.  We all puked and went to bed.  I got up with john pushing me and there were fuckin dudes in my basement redoing the whole electrical box.  I guess they were there early but I didn&apos;t wake up from them because I was passed out good.  I woke up with a big ass headache.  John was freaking out and left for some strange reason and erin stayed a lil while then headed out.  I couldn&apos;t fall back asleep with all the noise and i felt like shit so i went upstairs and slept on the couch til about 12:30 then took some headache drugs and laid down some more.  I got dressed for work and I really didn&apos;t want to go so I laid down some more and decided to be late.  I felt like shit and when I got in my car to drive to work I had to open the door and throw up the whole glass of water I drank.  That sucked but I made it to work about 15 min late and I got better. THE END ps.  It&apos;s funny how my grammar degenerated from when I started then renewed itself at the end of this long rambling.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 05 Nov 2003 05:15:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>umm ok</title>
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  <description>As usual, I&apos;ve slacked off on posting.  One of these days I&apos;m sure I&apos;ll have a whole page of posts!  I noticed that my page has yet to have that previous link on the bottom.  The other night I had a really weird dream. I slept over at Tessie&apos;s.  I dreamed that I caught my x g/f (who was my g/f in the dream) kissing her x b/f.  I was pissed or something.  It was really fucked up.  Since I moved I&apos;ve been having a lot more dreams and remembering them then I did in my old house.  I&apos;m glad I have dreams I just don&apos;t want my ex to be in any more of them.  That&apos;s just lame.  I finally rearranged some of the shit in my room today.  Adam helped me pick up the last remaining thing from my old house and we brought it over here.  There was no rain when we loaded the couch up and unloaded it, but as soon as we got it in back to try to shove in my door, it started fucking pouring!  We attempted but failed to get it in the door.  It&apos;s quite a tricky setup, so I ran in the garage and put a tarp on it.  The rain was coming down and by this time I was pretty wet.  It rained a bunch and I guess we decided to take off the whole railing in the way so we could get the fuckin thing inside.  I ran out in the rain with a hammer and pounded the deck railing off.  Then Adam and I shoved in the door.  I&apos;m happy as fuck I don&apos;t have to do that ever again, it was a pain.  My mom bought some straw mat type things that are hanging as dividers for my room.  It definitely adds to the setting since my room was way too big before.  Also, now I feel I have a little privacy so if someone walks down the stairs unexpectedly they won&apos;t see my bare ass changing or whatever it is I&apos;m doing.  I&apos;m most worried about what&apos;s going to happen if I ever get a girlfriend, but I don&apos;t think thats happening anytime soon.  I talked to this very interesting girl online that I found on myspace.  I guess she grew up with skiba and dan in mchenry or something.  She books shows and is going to DePaul as a business major.  I thnk it would be nice to meet her.  I can imagine that we would get along very well.  I had my first classes of the new semester on Mon and today.  Monday&apos;s are going to be my stay in chicago nights  because I have a class 7-10 and then another one at 8 on tuesday.  What really sucks is that I have a class at 7 tomorrow which means I&apos;m going to have to leave at like 5:30!! I have a class on Friday too at 7. No class on thursday so that&apos;s cool.  I&apos;ll have to finish rearranging my room tomorrow after I get back from school.  Class only goes to 1 so I should have plenty of time if I don&apos;t procrastinate.  I bought books off of amazon.com instead of the bookstore because I hate bookstores and I probably got a better deal online.  If you have an LJ you need to take the compatibility test and sexual compatibility test on LJmatch.com if you haven&apos;t already 

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It looks pretty sad that I&apos;m not sexually compatible with anyone.  I honestly don&apos;t know a lot about of the questions on there.  It probably doesn&apos;t mean much anyways.  The girl Jamie I mentioned earlier I&apos;m 95% compatible with. wow.  Anyways, the numbers make some sense to me.  I&apos;m running out of shit to say, I&apos;m boring. bye.</description>
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