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  <title>Chris Shaffer</title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 04 Jan 2007 03:09:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Italy</title>
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  <description>Well, Italy is only a week and a half away.  I&apos;m very excited.  At the same time, sad.  Sad has nothing to do with Italy, which is good.  I hate being the guy from the movies.  Sometimes (read: 98% of the time) I think I should have spent my early years just going out and gettin&apos; laid, not caring if it was anything serious...Almost all the guys I know that were like that seem to be happily married, kids, etc.  Almost all the guys like me (the nice guy in the movies) are single.  And then there is that friend that should be more than a friend, but isn&apos;t.  And never will be.  But still, no matter how often you tell yourself that nothing more will come of the relationship than friends (and professing happiness at that), the hope comes back every time you see/talk to her.  Dammit, move on.  No, wait.  DAMMIT, MOVE ON! That&apos;s more appropriate.  Why the hell do I waste time typing this?  Or thinking about it?  I watched most of Spider Man 2 with my aunt this afternoon.  Once again received the comment, &quot;You know, you look kinda like him&quot;.  &lt;i&gt;INTERJECTION - Just gotta say once again, cool feature the whole saving drafts thing...Firefox just crashed when I went to look up the next fact in another tab, but reopen firefox, restore session, livejournal says &quot;Want to start where you were?&quot;  Yup I say....Cool....&lt;/i&gt;  So yeah, I thought I would be able to say that I was here first and tobey actually looks like me, but he&apos;s a couple days over a year older than me.  Guess I copied him.  Oh well, wasn&apos;t really a competition anyway.  Alright, I&apos;m done bitching for tonight.  Gotta wake up early tomorrow and feeling a little more capable of sleep now that I&apos;ve said all that (for what is probably the 4 billionth time :) ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, one other thing before I go - &lt;div&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:3em;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;HURRAY FOR GOING TO ITALY!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:0.75em;font-weight:normal;&quot;&gt;and boobies, of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 Jun 2006 02:50:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Wow! A Post!</title>
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  <description>A sign of things to come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn&apos;t count on it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told I had become a new friend to someone, so I figured I&apos;d update my friends (wow, had several of them! :) ).  Maybe I&apos;ll post....Probably I won&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOL NEW FEATURE! (to me anyway) - I took the mythological creature test, then of course posted it here...Well, I had to mess with the markup a ton, &apos;cause my journal doesn&apos;t like to display text for some reason (if it&apos;s in a table, the font is white....what the hell is that?)  Anyway, instead of looking for a way to fix it so tables don&apos;t have white text on my journal (or maybe changing the background color to something besides white), I spent a few minutes redoing the markup.  Well, I&apos;m still getting used to this Mac OS X stuff.  I had my calendar open in the background, and one of the times I hit the preview button the calendar ended up as the top window.  So I hit Open-Apple-Q to quit...forgot that Firefox was still the active app.  DAMN...I gotta start over with my markup modifications...oh wait, I have to retake the test and everything, &apos;cause it&apos;s all gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOPE!  Livejournal freakin autosaved a draft, when I ran firefox and went to livejournal, it said &quot;Hey, you want to use this draft?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I&apos;m done</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 Jun 2006 02:40:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>YAY!</title>
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You scored as &lt;b&gt;Dragon&lt;/b&gt;. Dragon: Now talk about a legend. These magnificent creatures are of many species. Some can be as large as the Earth itself, while others are as small as a mouse. One image that comes to everyone&apos;s mind is the large, fire breathing Dragons that loathed humans and loved to sleep on massive piles of gold. Not all dragons have a bad reputation. Most dragons are very wise, caring, and protective. It would make a person very lucky indeed to meet a dragon. Especially if they walked away untouched. I admire your wisdom, for you are the Ancient Dragon.&lt;/p&gt;
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		&lt;td&gt;Demon&lt;/td&gt;
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  <pubDate>Sun, 22 Jan 2006 13:48:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Shannon</title>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;color:#223322;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;10&quot; style=&quot;color:#223322&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:16pt;&quot;&gt;Comparing clstopher and iamspdd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;A thorough analysis. Unquestionable truths.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b class=&quot;different&quot;&gt;clstopher&lt;/b&gt; is MUCH &lt;b&gt;more adventurous&lt;/b&gt;.    &lt;i&gt;(iamspdd&apos;s max: 31.1% ...clstopher&apos;s min: 66.4% ...at least 35.3% different)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b class=&quot;different&quot;&gt;clstopher&lt;/b&gt; is MUCH &lt;b&gt;geekier&lt;/b&gt;.    &lt;i&gt;(iamspdd&apos;s max: 25.4% ...clstopher&apos;s min: 58.3% ...at least 32.9% different)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b class=&quot;different&quot;&gt;iamspdd&lt;/b&gt; is MUCH &lt;b&gt;kinkier&lt;/b&gt;.    &lt;i&gt;(clstopher&apos;s max: 28.9% ...iamspdd&apos;s min: 57.2% ...at least 28.4% different)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b class=&quot;different&quot;&gt;iamspdd&lt;/b&gt; is &lt;b&gt;more optimistic&lt;/b&gt;.    &lt;i&gt;(clstopher&apos;s max: 66.8% ...iamspdd&apos;s min: 75% ...at least 8.2% different)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b class=&quot;different&quot;&gt;iamspdd&lt;/b&gt; is &lt;b&gt;more sex-experienced&lt;/b&gt;.    &lt;i&gt;(clstopher&apos;s max: 39.5% ...iamspdd&apos;s min: 41.4% ...at least 1.9% different)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b class=&quot;different&quot;&gt;iamspdd&lt;/b&gt; is &lt;b&gt;more spiritual&lt;/b&gt;.    &lt;i&gt;(clstopher&apos;s max: 67.8% ...iamspdd&apos;s min: 81.8% ...at least 14% different)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b class=&quot;different&quot;&gt;iamspdd&lt;/b&gt; is &lt;b&gt;more trusting&lt;/b&gt;.    &lt;i&gt;(clstopher&apos;s max: 37.7% ...iamspdd&apos;s min: 54.6% ...at least 16.9% different)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/profile?picture=0&amp;amp;tuid=36403561146836600&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://is0.okcupid.com/users/364/34/36403561146836600/t1119220961.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/profile?picture=0&amp;amp;tuid=3739336363916619210&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://is1.okcupid.com/users/372/932/3739336363916619210/t1124764557.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/profile?picture=1&amp;amp;tuid=3739336363916619210&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://is0.okcupid.com/users/372/932/3739336363916619210/t1126566044.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Link: See the comparison &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/compare?x=clstopher&amp;amp;y=iamspdd&quot;&gt;with sweet graphs&lt;/a&gt;. Individuals:  &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=36403561146836600&quot;&gt;clstopher&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=3739336363916619210&quot;&gt;iamspdd&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;Created by Harvard math grads: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com&quot;&gt;OkCupid - Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 22 Jan 2006 00:56:33 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Sick? Nervous? Dunno, just not well.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 05 Dec 2005 03:19:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Back again</title>
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  <description>Alright, I&apos;m off the phone with Melissa.  I folded my laundry before I came back here too.  I&apos;m amazed that almost everytime I fold my laundry, I grab exactly the right number of hangers to put the shirts up.  I&apos;ve got great luck with that (if only that were a more important thing in life :) ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I&apos;ll continue with recent goings ons.  I don&apos;t remember where I was though.  I&apos;m sure I finished the kidney stone story(thankfully), so from there.  Let me think.  Thanksgiving was normal, went to allendale to my grandma&apos;s family thanksgiving (ok, my family too, but they are related in ways I don&apos;t know, I just know their relatives :) ).  Played Settlers of Catan, that was fun.  Oh yeah, tuesday of thanksgiving week I had a fever, wasn&apos;t lucid until late in the afternoon.  I had vague memories of telling someone on the phone that I was sick and wasn&apos;t going to work.  That was Mel, not work, oops...didn&apos;t call in.  So wednesday, I feel better and go in to work.  Stop by Kevin&apos;s desk and say &quot;Hey, I&apos;m really sorry about not showing up or calling yesterday&quot; to which he responds, &quot;You weren&apos;t here yesterday?&quot;  That was funny :)  Then the week after Jen IMed me and asked why I didn&apos;t have any time logged for tuesday....Ok, back to the time we were on before my brief intermission.  Friday after thanksgiving I was sick again, never even got out of bed.  I think at least tuesday was kidney stone related(I know, I said I was done with that story, sorry) friday could have been too.  I dunno.  It snowed a lot on thanksgiving.  So saturday, when I am once again moving and conscious and stuff, I figure I should shovel the driveway.  Go outside, figured I&apos;d run my motorcycle a little while too, keep it in shape.  So I started it running and shovelled for a little while.  Didn&apos;t get very far on the driveway, I&apos;m really really out of shape and I hadn&apos;t eaten in probably 40 hours, so I was dizzy and heart racing and about to pass out and went inside.  Ended up doing that three times all told, got half the driveway shovelled and said screw it on the rest.  Oh yeah, that also pushed me to say that no matter how I felt I was gonna start going to kung fu again on monday &apos;cause I shouldn&apos;t be that outta shape.  Sunday I think was the day the snow melted....Damn weather going and making me put tons of effort into something that nature was gonna take care of the next day :)  Oh well.  Monday was an awesome day.  Mid-60s.  Got home from work and took the bike out for a spin around the block.  It was very windy, there was a mile there that I swear I was leaning 30 degrees or so just to go straight.  It felt great to get back out on the bike though.  Can&apos;t wait for the weather to turn back to bike-type weather.  After the ride around the block, I went back to Kung Fu.  Paid for 6 more months.  It was cool seeing the people that I hadn&apos;t seen in a while(Chris, Tony, Sifu, etc).  Oh yeah, I&apos;d seen Tony a couple weeks earlier cause we went to the eastern hall to celebrate his birthday.  That was fun but Jen wasn&apos;t there, that was kind of disappointing.  Oh yeah, monday was the day that I tried calling Jen again.  She didn&apos;t answer so I left a message saying I was really worried and she needed to give me a 30 second call just to say &quot;Hey, I&apos;m really busy but everything is ok&quot;.  After hanging up, I thought I should leave my number, just in case she doesn&apos;t have it anymore.  When I called back, Haley answered the phone, said something and hung up on me.  Jen called a second later to tell me that I was hung up on by Haley.  I said I know. We talked for a minute, but I didn&apos;t want to keep her on the line long as obviously she didn&apos;t want to talk(she didn&apos;t answer the phone the first time).  I&apos;m glad she&apos;s ok, but I miss her.  She said she will be done with class on the 20th and so after that we should be able to hang out before the 15th (when class starts up again).  She also said she didn&apos;t think her knee was ever going to be good enough to go back to kung fu :(  Tried calling Christine to see if she would go to kung fu but she didn&apos;t answer.  Tuesday I went to dinner at my parents.  They&apos;d invited my Grandpa and his wife because they were leaving for Arizona the next day.  It was good seeing them....sometimes it makes me a little sad that since my grandpa is also the silent type, we really don&apos;t talk too much.  Wednesday was massage day at work.  I put my money clip and misc cards(aka my wallet) on my desk.  When I went home wednesday night, I left it there.  Realized it as I was walking into subway that I wasn&apos;t going to be able to get any food.  Also realized that I needed gas and wouldn&apos;t be able to get it.  Damn it sucks not having your wallet.  Went to kung fu(I was low on gas but missing a day is not an option now).  Oh yeah, Tony called before kung fu and said &quot;Hey, let&apos;s get a beer after kung fu.&quot;, to which I replied &quot;Sure&quot;.  After I got off the phone I realized I had no money....then I realized I had no ID.  Not having my wallet was becoming a major annoyance!  Anyway, in the changing room I mentioned this to Tony.  He said he could cover the beer, but couldn&apos;t help with the ID.  I said I&apos;d go and if they carded me I just wouldn&apos;t drink.  There was a pretty good group of us that went to Franky V&apos;s after kung fu.  Oh yeah, almost forgot.  I mentioned to Chad that I had forgotten my wallet at work and he said &quot;don&apos;t worry about it, I gotcha covered&quot;.  I minute later he came out of the changing room and said &quot;oops, forgot I rode in with Tom(his roommate) and didn&apos;t bring my wallet....&quot;  So anyway, we are at Franky V&apos;s, me and Chad and Tom were there first.  2 out of 3 of us didn&apos;t have money or ID.  Luckily she didn&apos;t card us, just brought out the tower and glasses.  Oh yeah, I think Chad made that work -- she brought the tower and asked about glasses.  I think she was about to card us but Chad said &quot;yeah, just bring out like 5 glasses, there are going to be a few of us&quot;.  So she did.  That worked out well :)  So let&apos;s see, it ended up being me, Chad, Tom, Sifu, Rita (someone I&apos;ve said hi to but never really talked to before), Bob, Rob, and Tony.  Tony had $200 taken out of his wallet at the kung fu school, so that sucked.  Of course, this was a subject of conversation for a while....Someone&apos;s got some balls stealing from people in a Kung Fu school.  Tony said &quot;I hope I find out who it was and they can&apos;t fight&quot; lol.  Sifu is going to India in March for two weeks to teach Wing Chung.  That&apos;s pretty cool.  Sifu is another person that I am sad that we are both kind of quiet people...Often if we are sitting next to each other we just kinda sit there and don&apos;t have much to say.  Oh yeah, tuesday Ahmed IMed me and asked if I&apos;d be interested in Pool this weekend.  I said sure.  Didn&apos;t hear from him again, so Saturday I called him and asked if he still wanted to play pool.  He said he had forgotten that he&apos;s got a project ending on Monday and so he had been busy, but that he could really use a break from it so how is 8pm?  That works for me.  Called Chris but he was in Howell so couldn&apos;t go.  I got there a little early and ran a few racks of 9 ball before Ahmed got there.  I&apos;m outta practise on pool too.  Of course he wanted to play 8 ball, he doesn&apos;t think he has a chance at 9 ball.  I lost the first game by scratching on the 8 ball.  Then I won like 4 games in a row.  So then Ahmed wants to play a game &quot;For everything&quot;.  I was happy with taking everything but the first game, but alright whatever.  I won that game.  Then he says &quot;Alright, we&apos;ll have a super &apos;for everything&apos; game, since you can&apos;t have another &apos;for everything&apos; game when someone already won the &apos;for everything&apos; game&quot;.  I won that one too.  Neither of us was shooting very well, but it was still fun.  Oh yeah, forgot, on Wednesday I asked Bob if he still saw Moe every once in a while.  He said yeah, so I asked if he could tell her to call me since I hadn&apos;t heard from her in a long time and was worried about her.  He said sure.  So saturday, I was backing out of my parking space at the pool hall when my phone rings.  It was Moe.  She was fine(that was a relief &apos;cause last time I talked to her things were a little strained with her roommate and then the next time I tried calling the two numbers I had for her I got a disconnected message and a person saying &quot;there&apos;s no Moe here&quot;.  She invited me out to Italian Tony&apos;s 21st birthday party, so I went and hung out there.  It was good seeing her.  Also good seeing Scott, and Joe, and Laureena, and Matt.  And that brings us up to today!  Oh yeah, almost forgot....D&apos;oh, I forgot.  That sucks, I remember I wanted to type it, I just can&apos;t remember what it was.  Finally cleaned my closet today, which mostly involved going through stacks of papers and throwing away tons of stuff.  I had the tax receipt for the Grand Prix I drove 10 years ago, lots of receipts for computer stuff that is either sitting around in my basement or has been thrown away(I spent a lot of money on computer stuff!).  Found the title for my car, and my diploma, and a lot of paperwork for my house.  That&apos;s stuff that I probably should get one of those fireproof lockboxes for.  Also went through a bag of clothes that my Aunt and Uncle gave me a while back, they&apos;d bagged it from my old room there.  That means it&apos;s been sitting around for 7 years or so.  There are some nice sweaters, I&apos;m washing them so I can wear them. Oh yeah, found a ton of old credit cards.  I&apos;ve got like 6 credit cards that are already expired that I didn&apos;t even know I had(most still have the sticker that says &quot;call and activate&quot;).  Huh....don&apos;t remember seeing those on my credit report, maybe they don&apos;t put them on if you never activate the card.  And I&apos;ve got a JC Penny card.  What the f*** do &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; have a JC Penny card for?  :)  Also found the printed out version of the picture of me and Melissa that I really like(&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.morgajel.com/~clstopher/Melissa/IMG_0308.jpg&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;).  Now I need to find a place to put this picture.  Maybe if I put my shelves up then I can get a picture frame and put it on there.  hmmm....I don&apos;t have any framed pictures.  I don&apos;t own a frame.  Is that odd?  Oh, talked to Melissa a while ago.  She was very excited because she had a date last night and it went very well.  I&apos;m happy that she is happy.  Can&apos;t wait for January&apos;s trip to Texas (well, pending vacation approval).  Ok, I guess I&apos;m gonna go to bed...I&apos;ve started going to work at 6:30 &apos;cause then I can leave at 3:30 (Mel does too, since she carpools with me) and that means waking up at quarter to five (I know, I take very long showers).  And I&apos;ve apparently been typing this thing in for an hour!  This is gonna be a freakin&apos; novel....Sorry to anybody who has me on their friend list and goes to view their &quot;Friends...&quot; journal link! :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 05 Dec 2005 01:17:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Better</title>
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  <description>Hey, I think I&apos;ve finally rejoined the world.  Well, ok, I&apos;ve been doing better for a few weeks now but just didn&apos;t blog it &apos;cause I&apos;m like that :)  Not sure if I can blame the drugs or if I&apos;m just on an upswing (hopefully it&apos;s the drugs so I don&apos;t fall back down in a couple weeks :) ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what&apos;s happened in the last few weeks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started climbing occasionally on friday nights with Christine.  That&apos;s cool, we go to the place on 76th street, which is *MUCH* larger than the one at GVSU.  It&apos;s got some really really difficult bouldering paths.  The friday before thanksgiving I was trying one of the bouldering paths that goes through an arch, so at one point your hanging from grips directly above you.  I had my body parallel to the floor.  I lost my grip.  Fell flat on my back.  Didn&apos;t hurt, but it was a pretty solid hit and I didn&apos;t use my Kung Fu falling techniques at all (damn I suck :) ).  I am blaming that fall for what happened the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which was - woke up, felt ok.  Took a shower, still felt ok, but I wasn&apos;t able to pee and I kinda felt like I had to.  That should have been a warning sign to me.  Of course, I didn&apos;t pay attention and went about my business (which wasn&apos;t much, just reading a book).  Oh yeah, forgot to mention.  This was the day Jackie and Jesse were in town and we were having a fire party at my house that night.  So anyway, I&apos;m reading and then there is a slight pain in my back, kinda close to my kidney.  Hmmmm, I recognize that pain.....Called the emergency number for my doctor and scheduled an appt, but didn&apos;t make it that long.  Jackie and Jesse walked in just as I was going downstairs to tell tim that I was pretty sure I had a kidney stone and needed to go to the emergency room &apos;cause it was going to start hurting real real bad soon.  Soon was sooner than I thought, and I spent a couple hours waiting to get in at the emergency room.  Then they gave me a painkilling IV and I felt much better.  Damn kidney stones.  That&apos;s my third one and they did a CAT scan and said I&apos;ve got 2 more (one in each kidney) just waiting their turn.  Gah....I hate water....I hate kidney stones.....it&apos;s a tough choice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be back, talking to Melissa on the phone</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 23 Oct 2005 14:22:32 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://louhi.kempele.fi/~skyostil/archive/dump/flash/psychic.swf&quot;&gt;tricky&lt;/a&gt; - Took me three tries to figure out what was happening here...gotta admit, very tricky.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Oct 2005 01:50:41 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana;color: #333333;&quot;&gt;More and more I feel as though I am holding onto a charade.  I don&apos;t think I can hold much longer.  I don&apos;t know what that means.  Suddenly I have a terse description of myself as an ambulatory vegetable.  My head hurts.  For months now I have been assaulted by headaches.  I saw a commercial on &lt;a href=&quot;http://depressionhurts.com&quot;&gt;tv&lt;/a&gt;.  Can it be true?  Another &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.lifeiswaiting.com&quot;&gt;one&lt;/a&gt; I&apos;ve seen a lot recently.  I don&apos;t like that medicine is a for-profit industry.  Makes it hard for me to believe that they have my best interest in mind when showing such ads, or developing such programs.  Of course their site is going to say I suffer from whatever malady they dream up, how else will they sell me their product.  It reminds me of a commercial that I remember from my childhood.  I don&apos;t know why I remember it.  It was for some kind of slime.  It came in a can.  The commercials made the cans look &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 2em;font-variant: small-caps;&quot;&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt;.  Then at the store, I saw the cans and they were not very large at all.  Ah, I can still smell the slime.  They say sense of smell is strongly linked to memory.  Oww.&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Oct 2005 00:32:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Some pictures</title>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana;color: #333333;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn&apos;t really accomplish much of anything this weekend (as has become quite usual now).  One thing I figured I&apos;d do is take a quick pic of my bed to show off (since I have a mattress now! :) ), and while doing it I found a few pictures from earlier this year and figured I&apos;d post them.  I&apos;m only posting a couple though, there are more but I&apos;m lazy.  Anyway, here are a couple pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.morgajel.com/~clstopher/20051009/JTTAxe.jpg&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Jesse, Tim, and Tim....with an axe....probably not a safe situation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.morgajel.com/~clstopher/20051009/HeatherAndChris.jpg&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Heather and Chris&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.morgajel.com/~clstopher/20051009/MyBed.jpg&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;My Bed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 04 Sep 2005 22:22:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Bedroom</title>
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  <description>&lt;p style=&quot;font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana;color: #333333;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;Yay!&lt;/span&gt;  I&apos;m going to have bedroom furniture!  Yes, that&apos;s right, I&apos;ve lived in this house since March of 2004 with no bedroom furniture.  I have a blanket spread out on the floor for a bed, and it works.  But West Elm is having a sale on all their caramel finish furniture, so I just ordered all this stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ww2.westelm.com/cat/pip.cfm?template=8grid&amp;amp;pkey=cslecar&amp;amp;gids=f080&amp;amp;cid=slecar&amp;amp;area=shp&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; style=&quot;color: #A4A410;&quot;&gt;Bed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ww2.westelm.com/cat/pip.cfm?src=&amp;amp;pgid=f080&amp;amp;lid=134217728&amp;amp;gids=f078&amp;amp;cmsrc=rel&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; style=&quot;color: #A4A410;&quot;&gt;Headboard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ww2.westelm.com/cat/pip.cfm?src=&amp;amp;pgid=w031&amp;amp;lid=67108864&amp;amp;gids=f086&amp;amp;cmsrc=rel&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; style=&quot;color: #A4A410;&quot;&gt;Side Table&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ww2.westelm.com/cat/pip.cfm?src=&amp;amp;pgid=f078&amp;amp;lid=134217728&amp;amp;gids=w031&amp;amp;cmsrc=rel&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; style=&quot;color: #A4A410;&quot;&gt;Set of 3 Simple Shelves&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just need a mattress to put on the bed and I&apos;ll be set!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 8pt;color: #646464&quot;&gt;(I bought sheets a few months ago when Ebay had them on sale and I got a comforter for Christmas last year...Guess maybe I&apos;ll need a regular blanket to go under the comforter)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 04 Sep 2005 11:29:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Yesterday I was flipping channels, passed by the Spanish channel.  There was music playing, so I stopped.  I thought it was funny, they are singing in Spanish, and it&apos;s the Spanish channel, but two of the people in the band had shirts with English on them.  The guitarist (a guy) had a shirt that said &quot;I love my girlfriend&quot;.  The singer (a girl) had a shirt that said &quot;If you&apos;re cute, I&apos;m single&quot;.  I thought that was hilarious.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 13 Jul 2005 03:51:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sometimes...</title>
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  <description>I wonder - is it still considered bipolar if the mania bit is not very manic?  I notice every once in a while that I seem to have a ....well, mood sway.  I&apos;m in my &quot;manic&quot; phase now, which means last night after kung fu I was about to turn into my drive way when I decided, &apos;nah, I don&apos;t feel like going home&apos;.  So I started driving towards holland to go to the beach(it&apos;s around 8:30pm...half hour drive = 9pm, wake up at 6am....ummm, yeah, what am I thinking?  But anyway I need to be out doing something, so I drove my motorcycle too fast down 84th street towards holland(too fast in this case is about 80).  Then I remember, &apos;hey, it&apos;s Monday, Mel and Leland go riding and to the bar on Mondays.&apos;  So I pulled over and called Mel.  &apos;Yeah, we&apos;re at Rockies, come on out.&apos;  So I hopped on the highway and went fast.  I experimented with ducking behind the windshield, which really makes a noticable difference in the air flow.  Got the bike to go 100mph.  Just seconds after achieving this new speed record, the bike starts to cough.  Of course, I&apos;m going faster than I&apos;m used to, not thinking perfectly clearly, try giving it more gas, etc.  Oops! I ran out of gas, that&apos;s the problem!  So I reach down, flip to reserve, but the engine was not going anymore and when I hit the starter it wouldn&apos;t start.  My suspicion(I can&apos;t remember :) ) is that I forgot to hold the clutch in while I hit the starter, and that&apos;s why it didn&apos;t start.  But anyway, I pulled over(actually pulled over on the M6 on ramp), got the bike started, and went to the gas station.  Then went to Rockies, hung out with Mel, Leland, Adam(?), Bob(?) and.....and.....Gah, why do I have to be bad at names?  He&apos;s the guy who taught me to ride a bike and the name is not there.  I even remember a point in the conversation where he mentioned someone else named xxx and Mel made a joke about guys named xxx.  Just can&apos;t remember what xxx is.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after work I got my hair cut, I went to the store and bought stuff(a new showerhead, it&apos;s cool.  and Wasp killer stuff. and new underwear :) ).  That was two 4 trips &apos;cause I forgot something or decided last minute to go to another store, etc.  So there it is, I think my mania manifests itself in me actually doing things that I need to do instead of putting them off.  Oh, and I return (somewhat) to my nocturnal lifestyle, staying up &apos;til 1am(that&apos;s still a lot earlier than it used to be), which is bad &apos;cause then I don&apos;t wake up properly for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah - always think before you click!  There is a new thing on livejournal, tags.  &quot;Hmmm....what are tags?  I&apos;ll click this little question mark and it&apos;ll open a pop-up window with information about tags.&quot;&lt;click&gt;&quot;Oh sh**, it didn&apos;t open a pop-up window, it just redirected me.  If I hit back and all that crap I just typed in is gone, I&apos;m gonna lose it!&quot;.  Needless to say, I hit back and all my typing was still here(wheew).</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 19 Jun 2005 23:06:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Burned</title>
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  <description>Well, today sucks; It&apos;s beautiful outside, and I&apos;d like to be riding my motorcycle, but I burned my hand yesterday on some freon so I don&apos;t feel comfortable working the clutch(actually I think it&apos;d hurt even more than typing this does :) ).  But the good thing is now my air conditioning works(in both the car and the house, yay!)</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 19 Jun 2005 03:15:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My bike</title>
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  <description>Well, haven&apos;t posted anything in here in a while.  Figured I&apos;d post a picture entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.morgajel.com/~clstopher/bike.jpg&quot; /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 29 Apr 2005 03:45:56 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Here&apos;s my &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/personality?type=DGLD&amp;amp;g=1&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;h=177&quot;&gt;profile&lt;/a&gt; according to &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/&quot;&gt;okcupid&lt;/a&gt;.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 28 Apr 2005 02:05:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Temptation</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.autotrader.com/fyc/vdp.jsp?car_id=181657797&amp;amp;dealer_id=56246955&amp;amp;car_year=1993&amp;amp;make=DODGE&amp;amp;distance=25&amp;amp;lang=en&amp;amp;max_price=&amp;amp;model=VIPER&amp;amp;end_year=2006&amp;amp;min_price=&amp;amp;certified=&amp;amp;address=49315&amp;amp;search_type=both&amp;amp;advanced=&amp;amp;start_year=1981&amp;amp;isp=y&amp;amp;cardist=17&quot;&gt;I want it so bad...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe...probably got a few of ya&apos;ll thinking something else, huh?  I want that too, but I think it is much more plausible that I would be getting this than that(since I won&apos;t pay for that....and $31000 really does sound doable to me...I just don&apos;t think I&apos;d want to pay the $xxxx/month for insurance and gas :) )</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 28 Apr 2005 01:58:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Valuable lesson relearned(hopefully :) )</title>
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  <description>So I got home from Kung Fu.  Oh, stopped at Subway and picked up something to eat first, then went home.  Walked through the door.  Was assailed by unidentifiable extremely bad odor.  Think, man, tim must have had some really nasty food.  Oh, nope, it&apos;s the sink.  Why?  Suddenly I have a flashback to a few weeks ago....Water is draining slow on the left sink in the kitchen...huh....have to look into that sometime.  flashback #2, a week or so ago tim says &quot;Hey, the sink on the left isn&apos;t draining well&quot;.  Look into the sink, there is some slightly brownish stale water, not much, but it appears to be the source of the odor.  It smelled really really bad.  I could hardly eat my sub, it was that bad(and it had permeated the entire downstairs area, so of course I&apos;m trying to watch lost and eat(no tv in bedroom, must watch in living room :( ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, fixing the problem with the sink is all of a 10 minute job, unscrew the two rings holding the pipe in place, pull the pipe, remove the huge unidentifiable blob of terrible smelling goop, rinse pipe, reinsert pipe.  So, the lesson is don&apos;t put off simple little tasks like that!  They end up smelling really really bad and ruining your dinner!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 28 Apr 2005 01:50:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Question for ya&apos;ll (well, some of you anyway)...</title>
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  <description>Alright...I&apos;m a &lt;b&gt;Friend of:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;#&quot;&gt;angelbabii93&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;#&quot;&gt;blondi921&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;#&quot;&gt;darkistlilangel&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;#&quot;&gt;goodeveningdani&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;#&quot;&gt;ilovevince62203&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;#&quot;&gt;kikoru sama&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;#&quot;&gt;priscilla anne&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;#&quot;&gt;unfamiliarface&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href=&quot;#&quot;&gt;urbancity&lt;/a&gt;. (none of those links go anywhere, I&apos;m just bored so I made them look like the list on my user info page :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are others, but I know the others.  Who are ya&apos;ll?  How did you come to add me as a friend?  Is it completely random?  Do you read the entries I post?  Why?  I don&apos;t even think I post anything my friends (that I know) would find interesting, at least most of the time.  Actually I think most of the time I&apos;m bitching about being depressed, and I&apos;m sure that&apos;s not all that interesting to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW - I&apos;m not asking ya&apos;ll to remove me from your lists, I&apos;m just curious of the how&apos;s and why&apos;s of it, that&apos;s all.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 28 Apr 2005 01:29:43 GMT</pubDate>
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&lt;td&gt;Congratulations on being 400% smart! Actually, on my test, everyone is. The above score breaks down &lt;font color=&quot;blue&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;what kind of thinking you most enjoy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; doing. A score above 100% means you use that kind of thinking more than average, and a score below 100% means you use it less. It says nothing about how good you are at any one, just how &lt;i&gt;interested&lt;/i&gt; you are in each, relatively. A substantial difference in scores between two people means, conclusively, that they are &lt;font color=&quot;#006600&quot;&gt;different kinds&lt;/font&gt; of thinkers. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Matching Summary:&lt;/b&gt; Each of us has different tastes. Still, I offer the following advice, which I think is obvious:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don&apos;t date someone if your &lt;font color=&quot;#ff0066&quot;&gt;interpersonal percentages&lt;/font&gt; differ by more than &lt;font color=&quot;#ff0066&quot;&gt;80%&lt;/font&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don&apos;t be friends with someone if your &lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;verbal percentages&lt;/font&gt; differ by more than &lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;100%&lt;/font&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don&apos;t have sex with someone if their &lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot;&gt;math percentage&lt;/font&gt; is over &lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot;&gt;200%&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;&lt;span&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing=&quot;4&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;
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&lt;td width=&quot;120&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#b2cfff&quot; height=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width=&quot;30&quot; bgcolor=&quot;white&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td valign=&quot;center&quot;&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;80%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;interpersonal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td width=&quot;107&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#b2cfff&quot; height=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width=&quot;43&quot; bgcolor=&quot;white&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td valign=&quot;center&quot;&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;71%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;visual&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td width=&quot;33&quot; bgcolor=&quot;white&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td valign=&quot;center&quot;&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;78%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;verbal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td width=&quot;129&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#b2cfff&quot; height=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td valign=&quot;center&quot;&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;86%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;mathematical&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;20&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#3333cc&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=15273633770079357960&quot;&gt;The 4-Variable IQ Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=7055112809383642671&quot;&gt;chriscoyne&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com&quot;&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</description>
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#A8FFB3&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Your Linguistic Profile:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#D9FFD8&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80% General American English&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#A8FFB3&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10% Dixie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#D9FFD8&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5% Upper Midwestern&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#A8FFB3&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5% Yankee&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#D9FFD8&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0% Midwestern&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/amenglishdialecttest/&quot;&gt;What Kind of American English Do You Speak?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <description>Well, Monday me and Chris went to the MI SoS and took the written motorcycle exam.  So now I&apos;ve got a temporary permit that expires in Oct.  I can legally drive a motorcycle now, as long as a licensed driver is in the same lane and it&apos;s daylight and I&apos;m not carrying a passenger.  Next step is the road test, which I think I&apos;m gonna take voidptr&apos;s advice and hope to get in one of the $25 classes, that seems well worth it.  Only problem is they seem mostly full, is that why you went across the state for it? :)</description>
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  <title>Another wasted weekend</title>
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  <description>Hmmm...Friday: Moe&apos;s birthday party.  Dressed up real nice, sat at applebees with a bunch of friends from kung fu not talking, finally decided I must have left my social jeans at home and so I left.  Melissa tried to call while I was out.  Didn&apos;t hear the phone.  Sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Couldn&apos;t find my social jeans anywhere, decided to wash laundry.  Think it&apos;s the first time in well over a year that I&apos;ve actually not had a dirty clothes pile(I even washed a GPC shirt...I haven&apos;t worked at GPC since June of last year).  Rearranged the furniture in my bedroom(ok, that means moved the dresser and the blanket I sleep on top of) to the way I think I want it when(if) I actually get a bed.  Tim had a lan party.  Still wasn&apos;t able to find my social genes(oops, jeans) even though all my clothes were clean, so I mostly just laid around all day feeling alone.  Finally decided I couldn&apos;t sleep so went to my parents house so I could sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:  Slept.  Got up around 3:30pm.  Went upstairs and sat in the living room with my parents.  Mom asked me what was wrong.  I really hate the way she acts sometimes.  Told her nothing, didn&apos;t feel like talking about it, she got all huffy, said I was just like my dad and left me alone.  Went home.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 09 Apr 2005 02:23:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>motorcycle</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m thinking about getting a motorcycle.  Did you know that a brand new Kawasaki Ninja 250 retails for only $3000?  I can handle that.  And if I find a used one cheaper, even better.  What the hell....Why didn&apos;t I do that years ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the problem is how do you learn how to drive a motorcycle so you can get a motorcycle license without having a motorcycle?  It would suck to buy a motorcycle and then find out that I a) suck at driving one or b) don&apos;t like it as much as I think I will.  Doug says I can drive his around, but what if I screw it up?  I&apos;d feel really bad.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 09 Apr 2005 02:15:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Alone in a group of friends</title>
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  <description>Ok....so apparently I&apos;ve got some kind of genetic predisposition to be a loner.  I&apos;m not good at talking to people, even people I consider friends.  I don&apos;t know how to invite friends to do stuff with me(even though I really want to).  I have problems around people I don&apos;t know.  I have problems around groups of people I know.  So, all this leads me to think maybe I have some genetic thing that makes me want to be alone.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this is the case, then why the hell am I so depressed about it?</description>
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