<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:05:46.662-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cactus Diaries</title><subtitle type='html'>A day or so in the life of some guy.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>811</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-106546131705808782</id><published>2003-10-06T12:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-06T12:28:36.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok.  I don't know HOW many month's it's been since I've blogged... but... I think the blog is basically dead.  ~_~;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you still wish to keep up with stuff in my life, I'm still using my live journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's at &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~cryofpain"&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/~cryofpain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This use to be my public chatter, and my LJ use to be my private chatter... but for some reason I started updating in there instead of here... X_x;  Oh well... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pats the blog*  Sorry 'bout that... ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-106546131705808782?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/106546131705808782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/106546131705808782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106546131705808782' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-94791348</id><published>2003-05-23T11:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-23T11:08:51.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday I played FF1 for 6 hours.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@__@;;;  I can't believe an rpg can still keep me entertained for 6 hours!  XD  I guess the old-schoolness of it was too much for me to pass up.  I lurve my FFO cd.  *hugs it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those cable bastages had better come to my house today and fix my cable!!  *smokes*  I think it's rediculous that I have to purchase a dial up connection just so I can use the net until they can come to my house and fix the cable.  UGh.  *Fume*  Oh well... knowing my luck they'll probably figure out the cable modem is down and will tell me it'll take 2 weeks to order a new one or some other kind of bull carp.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-94791348?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/94791348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/94791348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94791348' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-94612034</id><published>2003-05-19T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-19T21:35:52.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gha.... how long has it been?  Only over a month!  :D  *dies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.... the point of this catching up!  What else has been going on in my life besides endless work and school?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Anime North in Canada over the weekend again this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good gosh... there is so much to say... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I left part of my costume home.... -_-;  That really cheesed me off cause I spent quite a bit of money on my costume this year JUST FOR the convention... but then boom, it's at home, and my sweet sweet dreams were gone forever! T_T;  Well, I still had half the costume, and it still looked ok... so I went with it.  I also had to buy a shotgun case for my bow, since that was the only case I could find for it that was cheap and effective.  I also had a trench coat on... it was quite a trip to see the expression on some people's faces when I was walking through the airport with a trench coat carrying a shotgun case.  I dunno, maybe I'll dress up as that for halloween this year or something.  *Grins*  All I need are sunglasses and I can be imitation Neo!  Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left my birth certificat at home @_@;  but luckily all they needed was my drivers license @_@;;;  Whee!  I lucked out... I was afraid I would have to go back home.  -_-;;  Lets see if I can remember all the things I did....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember going out to eat a lot... my favorite place out of all of them, though, had to be the nice Tai place that Therb suggested one day.  It was fabulous... the spicy rice was the best ever... XD~~~  I still drool thinking about it... mmm... too bad not many of the people I was with enjoyed spicy food though... T_T;  But that's ok... I guess that means more delicious spice for me? @__@;  *runs in circles*  It was also interesting to watch who would pay for the bill... 'specially if Karriane and Thun's mom was involved... dinner and a show!  XD  Karriane ended up wrestling with her mother for quite a while over who would pay the bill... it was so funny XD  Then we saw all sorts of engrishy things... like "DANGEROUS FIGURE" spa or something like that @___@;;;;;  And the menu had freakin awesome meals with various names such as "Budda raised in 1000 houses" and "Mercy to All"  I really wanted to try the Mercy to All... *sweatdrops*  Oh well... I guess you can't expect any more from a place called a "Resturent."  We went to eat at a lot of places this time too... it was great!  I can't remember many of the details of the other places... I'm still uber, uber tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anime North was pretty much a bust this year.  The planning was terrible, and all the good stuff was schedualed to go on in the morning of all times... *shakes fist angrily*  and I had a feeling we wouldn't be able to wake up that early... and we didn't... XD;  BUT... it was still fun!  I decided to dress up in half of my costume anyway, and I got quite a few people asking me to pose for a picture.  I felt happy.  XD  And... well... it was a bust cause a lot of the stuff going on wasn't very great... but we still managed to have fun... XD  I find it kind of sad (not on our part... but on the part of the convention) that I had more fun in a room with a markerboard drawing various things than I did doing most of the other schedualed events... XD  I'll upload some pictures sometime... mwhahaha.  I don't think I took any picture of my craptastic drawing though... XD  Two things that WERE fun, though, were the dance and the Kareoke...  Surprisingly... the dance was much funner this year... XD  Maybe it was cause Therb was busting out with some serious dance moves.  @@;  It was very awesome... XD  So it kind of helped me bust out with funky stuffs.  XD  And after that... well, the Kareoke at anime north was really lame... but it was still fun... but maybe that's because of watching what the weird guy who was running it was going to do next... he was so creepy... @_@  Karr was talking with someone else trying to figure out what song they would play next... and the guy walked up and said "Excuse me... do you all want to be here?"  And everyone went "yeaah!"  then he said "ok.  Be quiet."    @___@;;  The Fun Nazi strikes again T_T;   Then later we started clapping during one of the songs... and he started banging his head against the table!?  WTF @__@;  Everyone kind of stopped clapping after that... and even the singer singing got a bit quieter cause it was so weird... X_X;  So, we tried to do some sort of quiet entertainment by doing the wave... but that really didn't go over well... It only actually went through once or twice... then the wind died down or something.  *Falls over*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw the matrix at one point... UGH... such a bad remake..  -_-;;;  I want to cry.  T_T  Ok... there were some parts that were good... but some parts were so bad that it just couldn't save it.... *dies*  I won't spoil it for anyone... but if anyone wants to rant or talk about it feel free to message me or something... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Therb spent some "quality" video game playing time together too at one point.... XD  Which was really fun as well.  Jacek was playing too, but he was being cheap and doing the same move over and over again.... XD;  and i got to see how bad the gba version of Gulity Gear is... @__@;;; well, at least on an emulator... and how sad the AI is.... at one point the computer player killed himself with his own attack... @__@;  That was hilarious... XD  I didn't get to see any Therb artwork sketches though... T__T;  Thun, your artwork rocks!  Don't be shy about it!  Raar!  *shakes her*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like last time... I'd have to say the best night was the last night.  After hanging around for a while at home we went out to Kareoke (Sp? T_T) at a real place instead of that UBER cheese Anime North Kareoke.  I've never been to Kareoke before myself... so I was kind of freaking out, thinking we'd be singing to tons of weird drunk people... but I was wrong!  We get our own private room, yay!  They had a lot of songs... but lots of them I know by heart weren't in the song list... *shakes his fist*  Put some rock on the machine darnit!  Anyway... there were still quite a few great songs... and we drank... and Karriane forced me to take some shots... XD  But it was alright... it just tasted strange... and the only one I liked I got made fun of for liking.  T_T  *shakes fist again*  but it was still fun... Thun and Karriane are such godly singers... especially together!!  I had fun singing with them... that had to have been the most fun I've had in a very, very long time... if not ever... XDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall... this year the trip was fabulous... I can't wait to go again... and maybe, just maybe I can get some time off from work and go again in August when they plan on going camping... sounds fun... I love camping... and it's been a long time since I've gone camping!  I wanna gaze at the stars... T_T;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I think of anything else to add maybe I'll throw it in later... as for now.... *send*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-94612034?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/94612034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/94612034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94612034' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-91849480</id><published>2003-04-02T10:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-04-02T10:01:37.110-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oooo... not so bad!  Only a week or so since my last post. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... there's really only one reason I'm posting right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APRI-  oh wait... that was yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy B-day Nichole sama!  XD  Here I thought you were already 21... *Falls over*  Knock yourself out!  But don't get hurt... XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-91849480?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/91849480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/91849480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#91849480' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-91386597</id><published>2003-03-25T21:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-25T21:12:33.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*dust dust*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*inserts quiz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;IMG SRC="http://www.boomspeed.com/ange1/eom.jpg" alt="Eyes On Me" border=0&gt; &lt;br&gt; It all started with you, baby! A timeless classic, you were the first of the Final Fantasy hit pop songs! You're a hopeless romanic, although you can be a bit shy at times. You're beauty shines inside and out, and you also have an enigmatic air in the eyes of people who don't know you well. If you already have a significant other you cherish them above everything else, and if not then your passion for life lies within music. You're the type to develope secret crushes, but hardly have the nerve to confront them. You will someday though! &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/YunaMyria/quizzes/Which%20Final%20Fantasy%20Theme%20Song%20is%20YOUR%20Theme%3F"&gt;Which Final Fantasy Theme Song Is YOUR Theme?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*undusts and lets the blog go stagnent again*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-91386597?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/91386597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/91386597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91386597' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-89909762</id><published>2003-02-28T11:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-28T11:08:36.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>$219 rt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... why is it cheaper to fly to canada than it is to fly anywhere in the united states? X_x;;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-89909762?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/89909762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/89909762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89909762' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-89844748</id><published>2003-02-27T10:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-27T10:26:15.280-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The sleet has finally thawed... and now it's time to get back to the daily routine.  X_x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what we're going to do in school today... probably cram for the last few days we missed.  X_x;  Oh well.. works for me!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-89844748?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/89844748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/89844748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89844748' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-89739071</id><published>2003-02-25T17:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-25T17:05:41.280-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it took me 2 hours to get home today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours of driving through streets that were glazed over with a nice little covering of ice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sleet from this morning finally melted, but decided to freeze again and make the streets 1000 times worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single hill was a 5 - 30 minute "adventure" of going up and down, up and down until you finally luck out and make it above the hill without sliding down.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate sleet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-89739071?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/89739071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/89739071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89739071' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-89719857</id><published>2003-02-25T11:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-25T11:01:01.996-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been years since it's sleeted this bad.  The roads are solid ice.  School's closed.  But guess what!  Work isn't!  Yay!  Not to mention we're far behind, so chances of me working saturday morning are 100%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top it off, I had nightmares all night, and I'm not realy feeling that great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-89719857?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/89719857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/89719857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89719857' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-89398902</id><published>2003-02-19T18:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-19T18:38:59.456-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"You know how there's very little difference between laughing and crying? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very interesting that &lt;a href="http://smovakia.bravepages.com/cavern/"&gt;you&lt;/a&gt; notice that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughing, just like crying, is a way to relieve pent up stress like that... and it's very interesting how it works that way... @_@ I didn't really think about it until I saw what you wrote about it... and it's very true... X_x;  Cause I can really relate to it as well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-89398902?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/89398902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/89398902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89398902' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-89322933</id><published>2003-02-18T13:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-18T13:45:23.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, there goes another weekend.  It wasn't bad at all, really, I rather enjoyed it.  I kind of fear for the RP I'm taking part in though... it's been a while since we've actually rp'ed... xx;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The start of another week.  Actually, it started yesterday, but I think I was asleep the entire time because it feels like the week just started today.  I need to send Serena's uber belated christmas present, and a copy of RO to my dear friend Akane-sama so we can play together when it actually comes back.  I'm also anxiously awaiting a gift that I am receiving in the mail from someone... Wheee... I love doing favors.  It pays back sometimes... XD  Even though I refused several times... they seemed pretty  bent on sending me something in return... X_x;  I guess I can't argue with that.  ^^;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, a special day is coming up soon.  I've already got what I wanna do thought out... I just need to get down and do it.  No homework today... so I'll probably do it before school today.  XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-89322933?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/89322933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/89322933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89322933' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-89107190</id><published>2003-02-14T13:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-14T13:42:46.273-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either you love it, or you hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a hopeless romantic, it seems only natural this should be one of my most beloved holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda crazy, but even when I was with Serena I hated this day.  Mainly because me and Serena always had problems around this time of the year... and I think we momentarily broke off our relationship on valentines day on our first year of being together... -_-;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-89107190?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/89107190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/89107190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89107190' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-89045122</id><published>2003-02-13T12:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-13T12:47:10.863-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling doomy again today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-89045122?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/89045122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/89045122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89045122' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-88989199</id><published>2003-02-12T14:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-12T14:05:00.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't wait to go home.  I just want to sleep.  I feel like I'm coming down with... &lt;b&gt;TEH SICKNESS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-88989199?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/88989199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/88989199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88989199' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-88858973</id><published>2003-02-10T11:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-10T11:20:11.990-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wheeeeee~~~  I managed to catch &lt;a href="http://illvision.net/fiction/"&gt;Nichole-sama&lt;/a&gt; last night!  XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still hoping to catch &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~karr"&gt;you&lt;/a&gt; sometime soonish... T_T  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-88858973?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/88858973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/88858973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88858973' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-88820387</id><published>2003-02-09T18:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-09T18:17:33.983-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smovakia.bravepages.com/cavern/"&gt;Diargh....&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad to hear everything is alright... &gt;_&lt;  I hate when people run the red turn signal, paying attention only to the cars around them and not the fact pedestrains might be around... X_x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for the day that I'm taken out in the parking lot by one of those insane people who drive through it like it's the highway &gt;&gt;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-88820387?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/88820387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/88820387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88820387' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-88720508</id><published>2003-02-07T13:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-09T14:36:13.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is Friday.  Free time to use doing things I should have done earlier in the week?  &gt;&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do... X_x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play RO?  (There's something important I'm trying to do... it's not for my own enjoyment, but it kinda is because I love doing things like this)&lt;br /&gt;Clean Gerbil cages? (Yeah... gotta do that)&lt;br /&gt;Call up some friends I haven't talked to in a while?  (Serena, Akane, Myra and James, Kat, Kare... you guys are so awesome to talk to.  TT  I love talking over the phone...)&lt;br /&gt;Give my time to the chat gods and open all my messengers seeing how many conversations I can keep at once?  (I love doing this, but sometimes it fries my brain big time XD)&lt;br /&gt;Clean my room? (ugh... chores...)&lt;br /&gt;Join today's RP (This is a given... &gt;&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much stuff... so little time... hmm....................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-88720508?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/88720508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/88720508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88720508' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-88607981</id><published>2003-02-05T14:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-05T14:49:53.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A beautiful song, with which lyrics I would like to spam my blog with.  I absolutely adore this song, it's just perfect, and I can actually sing to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megaman 3 - Blue Reflection (Remix by Injury)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel there's something deep inside&lt;br /&gt;of your lonely heart&lt;br /&gt;and it seems so desperately&lt;br /&gt;to call away, tear you and i apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fear there's something hidden there&lt;br /&gt;slowly killing you&lt;br /&gt;but to know is half the deed&lt;br /&gt;to rescue you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you take me to the place you used to visit in my arms&lt;br /&gt;will you take the only place beside me at my right hand side&lt;br /&gt;can you tell me whisper in my ear how much you love me so&lt;br /&gt;cause if you cant i will not breathe you anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel theres someone kissing you&lt;br /&gt;right behind my eyes&lt;br /&gt;and it seems &lt;br /&gt;i never want to open them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That lonely place&lt;br /&gt;that barren place&lt;br /&gt;Only one resides inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;That lonely place&lt;br /&gt;That horrid place&lt;br /&gt;Only one could tear me this much apart&lt;br /&gt;please rescue me&lt;br /&gt;please set me free&lt;br /&gt;because i will not let you go&lt;br /&gt;please take me inside your arms&lt;br /&gt;and tell me tenderly&lt;br /&gt;i cannot go please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel theres someone taking you &lt;br /&gt;outside of my grasp&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder its unwanted or &lt;br /&gt;if its from a welcome touch to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear theres someone killing you&lt;br /&gt;right before your eyes&lt;br /&gt;but your will being defeat&lt;br /&gt;will not let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could you spend a little time, perhaps the distance will tell you&lt;br /&gt;could you take a little while, sometimes you only need a few&lt;br /&gt;will you stop the game and love me every moment of the day&lt;br /&gt;cause if you cant, i cannot breathe anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel theres someone using you&lt;br /&gt;right in your clear view&lt;br /&gt;and it seems &lt;br /&gt;that you dont want to stop them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That lonely place&lt;br /&gt;that barren place&lt;br /&gt;Only one resides inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;That lonely place&lt;br /&gt;That horrid place&lt;br /&gt;Only one could tear me this much apart&lt;br /&gt;please rescue me&lt;br /&gt;please set me free&lt;br /&gt;because i will not let you go&lt;br /&gt;please take me inside your arms&lt;br /&gt;and tell me tenderly&lt;br /&gt;i cannot go please...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-88607981?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/88607981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/88607981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88607981' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-88572293</id><published>2003-02-04T22:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-04T22:41:40.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I did it again.  I recreated my &lt;a href="http://gutfunk.friendtest.com/"&gt;DO YOU KNOW ME!?&lt;/a&gt; test!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, a few of the questions are geared towards the present me... so at least everyone is going to get thrown off on some questions, because it's either too personal for some people, or it's too current for others.  XD  Just take it if you are bored, K?  :d&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-88572293?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/88572293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/88572293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88572293' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-88487463</id><published>2003-02-03T13:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-03T13:56:51.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I work at a dangerous job.  But that's because I want lunch every day.  The parking lot at my job is absolute hell.  There's construction going on in all directions, and a heavily traveled 3 lane street is down to one lane... so people get this great idea to go through the parking lot at my work going 50 miles per hour because it's faster that way.  --;  I really need to call the police or something... they could make a fortune for the city just by catching all the people who speed through this parkinglot.  It's been this way for the past 4 months... X_x;  It's insanity!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-88487463?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/88487463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/88487463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88487463' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-88395474</id><published>2003-02-01T17:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-01T17:02:24.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's mildly depressing to wake up in the morning to an explosion, then find out later in the day that it was the space shuttle.  -_-;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-88395474?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/88395474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/88395474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88395474' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-88340766</id><published>2003-01-31T13:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-31T15:46:40.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel songy today...  And out of boredom I'll make a music post.  (Gut tends to rip off cool ideas from &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~thunderblossom"&gt;others... &lt;/a&gt; T_T) There's lots of songs I've been listening to over and over again lately.  I don't know the exact lyrics, either, so chances are I'll get quite a few of them wrong.  But regardless... there's a few verses in each song that strike me emotionally, and sometimes send chills down my spine / affect me in some way similar.&lt;br /&gt;Too sick to pray&lt;br /&gt;"They say the thrill is in the chase.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I ain't got the legs... I ain't got the legs to run that race."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Key of the Twilight&lt;br /&gt;"Take me back to the land&lt;br /&gt;Where my yearnings were born&lt;br /&gt;The key to open the door is in your hand&lt;br /&gt;Now, fly me there..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epitath&lt;br /&gt;This is a non vocal song, so I'll describe what gets me...  the whole song starts of softly, and gradually adds more and more instruments until finally around 1:01 a cello comes in, the power and feeling of the song I hear when that part comes is enough to move my emotions in an indescribable way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agnus Dei (Angus Dei?)&lt;br /&gt;The whole song is very powerful and moving.  The most powerful parts to me, for example in 1:24... is when the choir adds volume and very high notes.... it's almost as though it cuts me, it's such a moving and touching moment when the choir gets so involved with the song... and then it gets soft again... and slowly it starts to get more and more powerful once again to the cutting climax... 4:45 brings us to a small climax, goes down... and suddenly it builds more force around 5:15... goes down... and continues on a final climax at 5:30... perhaps my favorite moment in the entire song besides the strong, strong climax in 1:24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fake Wings&lt;br /&gt;"Keep your eyes on me...&lt;br /&gt;Now we run the edge of hell."&lt;br /&gt;It's not so much the lyrics themselves, it's the way they are sung at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring me to life&lt;br /&gt;This entire song is very moving to me... but I'll save the drivil and post the most moving verse to me&lt;br /&gt;"Frozen inside without your touch,&lt;br /&gt;without your love, darling...&lt;br /&gt;Only you are the life among the dead."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My December&lt;br /&gt;"And I...Give it all away...&lt;br /&gt;Just to have somewhere to go to...&lt;br /&gt;Give it all away....&lt;br /&gt;To have someone to come home to...&lt;br /&gt;This is my december..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roulette&lt;br /&gt;"I have a problem that I cannot explain&lt;br /&gt;I have no reason why it should have been so plain&lt;br /&gt;have no questions but I sure have excuse&lt;br /&gt;I like the reason why I should be so confused...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, how I feel when I'm around you...&lt;br /&gt;I... don't know... how I feel when I'm around you..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bohemian Rhapsody&lt;br /&gt;"Because I'm easy come, easy go,&lt;br /&gt;A little high, little low,&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mama, life had just begun,&lt;br /&gt;But now I've gone and thrown it all away"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing really matters,&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can see,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really matters-,nothing really matters to me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the year 2525&lt;br /&gt;"In the year 4545 &lt;br /&gt;Ain't gonna need your teeth, &lt;br /&gt;Won't need your eyes. &lt;br /&gt;You won't find a thing to chew, &lt;br /&gt;Nobody's gonna look at you. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple and Clean (?)&lt;br /&gt;"When you walk away, you don't hear me say&lt;br /&gt;'Please, oh baby, don't go...'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hold me...&lt;br /&gt;Whatever lies beyond this morning&lt;br /&gt;is a little later on...&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of warnings, the future doesn't scare me at all..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cup of Coffee&lt;br /&gt;"A million miles between us, Planets crash into dust&lt;br /&gt;I just let it fade away..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I smoke your brand of cigarrettes and pray that you might give me a call...&lt;br /&gt;I lie around in bed all day just staring at the walls...&lt;br /&gt;hangin round bars at night wishin I had never been born...&lt;br /&gt;I'd give myself to anyone who wants to take me home..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Clouds&lt;br /&gt;"Still looking for signs of life...&lt;br /&gt;These black clouds keep following me!&lt;br /&gt;I return to my shelter...&lt;br /&gt;and I crawl in a bottle...&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing my will for this...&lt;br /&gt;So over emotional..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adia&lt;br /&gt;"I pull you from your tower&lt;br /&gt;I take away your pain&lt;br /&gt;and show you all the beauty you possess&lt;br /&gt;if you'd only let yourself believe that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are born... innocent..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Across the Universe&lt;br /&gt;"Pools of Sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my opened mind...&lt;br /&gt;possessing and carressing me..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eden&lt;br /&gt;"Did I ever think of you...&lt;br /&gt;as my enemy?&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever think of me...&lt;br /&gt;I'm complaining..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn the Page&lt;br /&gt;"Later in the evening&lt;br /&gt;As you lie awake in bed&lt;br /&gt;With the echos of the amplifiers ringin in your head&lt;br /&gt;You smoke the day's last cigarrette remembering what she said...&lt;br /&gt;what she said..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opheliea's Lament&lt;br /&gt;"The crying joy call about&lt;br /&gt;to the morning heart&lt;br /&gt;Great care opens god's heart&lt;br /&gt;in the mouth of maddness&lt;br /&gt;the wisdom of silence&lt;br /&gt;can be heard screaming&lt;br /&gt;I exist within the spell of the melodies&lt;br /&gt;I cry great tears&lt;br /&gt;my soul wanders laughing&lt;br /&gt;at all of these cruel games&lt;br /&gt;God ever watcheth the faithful&lt;br /&gt;I die, again..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paranoid Android&lt;br /&gt;"Rain down...&lt;br /&gt;    Rain down...&lt;br /&gt;Comeon' rain down...&lt;br /&gt;on me...&lt;br /&gt;From a great height&lt;br /&gt;From a great height"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's all I can think of for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-88340766?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/88340766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/88340766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88340766' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-88284988</id><published>2003-01-30T14:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-30T14:25:41.066-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All it takes is one class period missed to get me completely thrown out of loop and dreading my statistics class.  X_x  Blrugh... I tried to catch up by having my dad teach it to me, since he's a statistics professor... but it seemed so far out of my normal thinking habits that I just couldn't catch much of anything... today's the quiz... I guess I should try to study what I think I know.  *Falls over*  Blrguh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that after statistics class is speech class.  I like that class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-88284988?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/88284988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/88284988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88284988' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-88194699</id><published>2003-01-28T21:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-28T21:38:38.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love this song... It took me a while to catch on... but when I started to catch the lyrics that's when I fell in love with it.  Maybe because it has such a dark outlook on the future, and it's not all positive and happy about it.  I kinda like that about some musicians, the one's that push against the common, cheery outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the year 2525,&lt;br /&gt;If man is still alive,&lt;br /&gt;If woman can survive,&lt;br /&gt;They may find-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the year 3535&lt;br /&gt;Ain't gonna need to tell the truth,&lt;br /&gt;Tell no lies.&lt;br /&gt;Everything you think, do, and say&lt;br /&gt;Is in the pill you took today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the year 4545&lt;br /&gt;Ain't gonna need your teeth,&lt;br /&gt;Won't need your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;You won't find a thing to chew,&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's gonna look at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the year 5555&lt;br /&gt;Your arms are hanging limp at your side,&lt;br /&gt;You legs got nothing to do,&lt;br /&gt;Some machine's doing that for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the year 6565&lt;br /&gt;Ain't gonna need no husband,&lt;br /&gt;Won't need no wife.&lt;br /&gt;You'll pick your sons, pick your daughters too&lt;br /&gt;From the bottom of a long glass tube.&lt;br /&gt;Whoa-oh-oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the year 7510&lt;br /&gt;If God's a-coming&lt;br /&gt;He ought to make it by then.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he'll look around himself and say,&lt;br /&gt;"Guess it's time for the Judgement Day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the year 8510&lt;br /&gt;God is gonna shake his mighty head.&lt;br /&gt;He'll either say, "I'm pleased where man has been"&lt;br /&gt;Or tear it down and start again.&lt;br /&gt;Whoa-oh-oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the year 9595&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda wondering&lt;br /&gt;If man is gonna be alive;&lt;br /&gt;He's taken everything this old Earth can give&lt;br /&gt;And he ain't put back nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Whoa-oh-oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's been ten thousand years,&lt;br /&gt;Man has cried a billion tears&lt;br /&gt;For what he never knew.&lt;br /&gt;Now man's reign is through.&lt;br /&gt;But throught eternal night,&lt;br /&gt;The twinkling of starlight,&lt;br /&gt;So very far away,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's only yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-88194699?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/88194699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/88194699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88194699' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-88162342</id><published>2003-01-28T10:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-28T14:21:47.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Misery loves company"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that saying, but maybe because it's so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiz I snagged from &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~nyaochan"&gt;Nyao's LJ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/WhysperingWynd/quizzes/How%20do%20people%20see%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/W/WhysperingWynd/1039149405_CWINDOWSDesktopsad.jpg" border="0" alt="depressed%20timid%20sad"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;How do people see you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interesting thing is the quiz didn't ask anything directly related to sadness or depression.  @_@;  Of course... if everyone knew everything about me they would see me this way, but only few people would come to this conclusion about myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-88162342?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/88162342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/88162342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88162342' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-88103891</id><published>2003-01-27T11:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-27T11:01:59.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sweet, delicious goldfish crackers..........  *chews, and loses himself in the cheese fiasco*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-88103891?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/88103891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/88103891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88103891' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-87976793</id><published>2003-01-24T15:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-24T18:47:16.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mahahaa!  It's been a long long time again.  XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like quizzes!!  SO I NOW TORTUR... *cough*  I mean, bring you some quiz things.  XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This monster quiz was cool T_T  Though it was a bit female based.... at least one question I couldn't answer cause I don't wear make up.  XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nekorevolution.net/test/ogo.gif" border="1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nekorevolution.net/test/t_spooks.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;What Spooky Being are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, I didn't see myself as a seamonster... @_@;  But I guess that fits me the best... there weren't very many possible results I believe XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF= "http://quizilla.com/users/Shirono/quizzes/The%20inner%20color%20quiz%20(Utena%20Images)" &gt; &lt;IMG SRC="http://homepage.mac.com/werkers/colorquiz/youarepink.jpg"&gt; &lt;P&gt;You are pink. You are in limbo. Not pure and manipulated like white, not impure and noble like red. You are unsure of your real identity, but whatever you chose it to be, you can be it. That is your power. You change everyone you touch, and everyone remembers you. In literature, pink represents the place between heaven and hell. You are the one we will never forget.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;What inner color are you? &lt;/P&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE= "-1"Quiz by Shirono&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange... &gt;&gt;;  Pink?  Oh well... I don't really like quizzes that only have 8 or so questions anyway.  XD  (still unmoved)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this next quiz was just too cool.  It was very nicely made, and all the results look so cool XD  *cough*  &gt;&gt;;  I wouldn't say that it reflects me THAT accurately... &gt;&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dormantchaos.com/ggxquiz.html" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dormantchaos.com/ggx_may.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dormantchaos.com/ggxquiz.html" target="new"&gt;Which Guilty Gear X character are &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary!!  XD  I'm not that bubbly!  Though May still rocks in my book.  T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-87976793?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/87976793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/87976793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87976793' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-86708221</id><published>2002-12-30T13:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T22:53:24.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The sky is green...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's dark, and green.  Unusual timing for a thunderstorm... a severe one at that... the rain and winds are slamming against the building.  It's pretty scary... I can't leave work until the storm stops... xx;  I haven't seen it this bad in a long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooeep.. a tornado warning now... o.O;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-86708221?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/86708221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/86708221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86708221' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-86682002</id><published>2002-12-29T21:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-12-29T21:47:39.363-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm... I'm in a guild in Ragnarok online.  At first, being in a guild was so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all it takes is one person to slip up and you have a mess of enemies.  I don't want to be hated just because I'm part of a group.  -_-  Then again I don't really feel like part of the group in the first place.  They'd probably say otherwise... but I just don't feel 100% about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just needed to vent a little.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-86682002?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/86682002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/86682002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86682002' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-86611100</id><published>2002-12-27T21:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-12-27T21:40:58.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ugh.  Signing up for classes was pure hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 different classes to pick from this semester.  Every. Single.  one.  Full.  -_-  wtf.  Damn... it took a miracle to get 2 courses that weren't full.... speech and statistics... *Falls over dead*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to have 2 courses to be on health insurance... but still... that's messed up.  Every art course, every lit course, every biology, physics and geography course... and I can't even remember all the other courses that were filled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh... It's sad to be excited by the fact you actually got two classes that aren't full.  &gt;&gt;;  I'm going to have to transfer to a Uni next semester... what fun!  XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-86611100?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/86611100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/86611100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86611100' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-86462767</id><published>2002-12-23T21:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-12-23T21:34:29.443-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Holidays, everyone!  Here's hoping you have a good and non crappy break from the daily routine~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-86462767?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/86462767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/86462767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86462767' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-86462665</id><published>2002-12-23T21:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-12-23T21:31:17.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehe, I changed my mind about most of the car stuff, but I still wanna take pictures of it... maybe when I get a camera that actually takes good pictures... *falls over*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... the point of this entry...  BEHOLD!!!!!  &lt;a href="http://www.enneagraminstitute.com/"&gt;The Enneagram Personality&lt;/a&gt; test.  This has to be the best, almost scarily true personality identifier there is.  Very accurate, at least for me.  And usually, I'm one to mock personality tests for vagueness.  But this one is pretty good, mostly because of all the research and time spent developing it.  I mean, if you want to take the real test it actually costs 10 bucks X_X; So it must be... quite popular... but the free test (Which is hard to find on that page) is still very well worth taking.  The best part I like about this test is how it gives many different levels to each basic personality... for example, if you are a helper type personality, you have a different personality when feeling healthy and happy than you do when you feel average, or unhealthy.  When happy, you tend to do nice things for others regardless of the consequinces.  On the other hand, on the extreme end, you could be a helper personality, but when you feel bad, you could be tempted to manipulate others with guilt.  Of course, not all personalities will experience all of their highs and lows, it just goes to show how in depth this personality test is, and how scarily accurate it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure most everyone I know close can pretty much tell that I'm a type 2, by this test.  Meaning... I'm a helper type.  I mean, not only do I relate to the basic definition, I  can relate to most of the personality quirks that an average or unhealthy type 2 can feel.  Even more scary, if you wish to dive further, is the combinations between personality types and the possible outcomes of them.  For example, I had a relationship with a type 5... (a long time ago... one of my old close friends) and what happened between us was EXACTLY what the test says might occur between the two types.  2's become very persistant in their feelings, and will keep chasing the type 5, who is always trying to retreat and get more distance... and eventually it ends in disaster.  &gt;&gt;;  And... there is also a very scary relationship I can relate to as well... but... I don't want to drove on and on about myself XD  Figure out for yourself, if you're bored!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow... it's been a long time since I've blogged XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-86462665?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/86462665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/86462665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86462665' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-85325969</id><published>2002-12-01T03:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2002-12-01T03:32:44.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO U R LV!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... It's me.  It's been ages.  Oh well... I wanna post pictures of my car soon... Xd  But I think I'll wait until I got everything done I wanna get done on it first before "Showing it off"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my car too much... T_T  I'm such a loser.  XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-85325969?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/85325969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/85325969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85325969' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-82272482</id><published>2002-09-29T10:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-09-29T10:38:17.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wheee!  &lt;a href="http://illvision.net/fiction/"&gt;Nichole!&lt;/a&gt;  I lav your new layout... that's so awesome... And the Id you drew is alarmingly awesome looking...  XD  Yes... your blog partly inspired me to write a new entry... now that's somethin you don't see every day!  XD  (is sooooo bad with blogging lately... -_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work sucks... I work at a flooding company that does flood research... and our company is so popular that we keep getting 3 times as much work as our employees can handle... which means the only way we can make up for it is to come in on saturday morning... -_-  I HATE working saturdays... for one, it chops my friday nights apart into little bits (gotta sleep at 10 just to wake up early enough...) and secondly... I can't stand waking up in the morning... xx;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the weekends suck too!  I haven't had enough freetime to just do nothing like reading blogs and chatting on icq like I use to... cause I don't do anything during the week (work and school) and all of my things I have to do pile up until the weekend... so... GHUF.  I'll stop ranting about all this little crappy stuff.  X_x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wolfgurl.blogspot.com"&gt;Wolfie...&lt;/a&gt; Here's hoping that you'll get out of that rut soon.  (I'm pretty sure you will though... ^^)  Stress is not good... and I know how it feels to feel like that for what seems like absolutely no reason... it happens to me from time to time and it really stinks.. &lt;:\  I wish I was there to talk with you... but my weekend has been a full slated schedual... --;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-82272482?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/82272482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/82272482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#82272482' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-81640130</id><published>2002-09-15T15:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-09-15T15:09:55.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://wolfgurl.blogspot.com/"&gt;"And MARTY-KUN!!!! Where did you disappear to nyo? I've not seen you for nearly a whole MONTH!!!!"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X__X;;  Evil Life has got me by the horns... -_-  Work and school is not fun at all.. but I'll make it a point to come on Today or in the week!... I miss being on icq every night T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-81640130?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/81640130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/81640130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81640130' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-81578111</id><published>2002-09-13T20:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-09-13T20:44:31.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blegh... I don't like this life, nope XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work and school... work and school... and now we're so behind at work that we have work on saturdays too!  &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guh... my net life is shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... for those of you wanting to send Christmas presents or cards to Serena, be sure you send it before december or after christmas, cause she's going to mexico in the middle of december.  ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-81578111?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/81578111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/81578111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81578111' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-81417040</id><published>2002-09-10T14:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-09-10T14:27:44.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>@_@;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're feelin better, &lt;a href="http://illvision.net/fiction/"&gt;Nichole...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, even though I already mentioned it, I hope you do too, &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/glorybox"&gt;Angelique...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-81417040?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/81417040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/81417040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81417040' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-81320073</id><published>2002-09-08T13:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-09-08T13:03:18.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>XD!!&lt;br /&gt;"And since I don't know much Spanish, I would just add "el" in front of stuff and put "o" at the end. Like El Small-o Shake-o."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://illvision.net/fiction/"&gt;Nichole&lt;/a&gt; you're so silly ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note... Cars stink!!  &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last month I've had to spend over 500 into my car... most of it as been in tires, yet again.  Bought a new set of front tires, 150 dollars.  Two weeks later I come to find they are ruined and about to explode due to bad alignment.  The tire warrenty doesn't apply if the alignment is bad, so I can't replace them for free... instead I have to get my alignment fixed (39.95) but it's no simple problem.  The normal alignment guys couldn't get it fixed, so I had to take it to a more professional place to get it re-fixed. (30 dollars... surprisingly...) After that i had to buy two new front tires again (150) and then on my way to get the oil changed... I found out that I needed something else... I forgot what it was, but in adition to the oil change it cost another 60 dollars... and as they were trying to take my car out of the garage, my battery died... -_-;  Another 50 dollars... I just hope this is the end of my troubles... X___X;;;  At least for now...  Please stop it!  My bank account is crying!  &gt;___&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-81320073?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/81320073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/81320073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81320073' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-81155009</id><published>2002-09-04T15:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-09-04T15:35:12.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Vid...&lt;br /&gt;I miss Karr...&lt;br /&gt;I miss Nichole...&lt;br /&gt;I miss Akane-sama...&lt;br /&gt;I miss reading journals every day and commenting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't resist... XD  I need to pry into other people's lives like I use to!  *loads up lj and other thingys*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-81155009?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/81155009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/81155009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81155009' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-80369982</id><published>2002-08-17T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-08-17T17:23:09.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh... how much I have sinned against thee, blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long... over a month huh... I wonder what to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin is moving in with me today.  He's the loud annoying 12 year old that I've talked about from time to time.  He has an unlimited energy supply and CONSTANTLY talks to himself every minute he's awake.  Xx;  But he's funny because he says random things that make no sense... and sometimes he just says the funniest random things that you can't help but laugh.  Anyway, he's moving in because his mom is in jail... -_-  (I've never even met her before in my life... which is wierd because I've known my cousin since he was 4...) and I just met his dad today...  Anyway... I guess stuff happens... and he has to stay with us... which is quite a change for me and for my cousin.. but I'm sure I can deal with it.  I think he's too damn hyper to be affected too badly by it.  ^^;  I dunno how long he'll be staying... but at the latest he'll be staying for at least 2 years.  @_@;  Ahh well... it'll be like having a little annoying brother that I never had.  XD  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life's been going alrighty too.  ^_^  I work almost every day... and I don't do much with the rest of my time, but at least I enjoy myself... which is something I use to have a hard time doing.  Of course, for some reason I feel... a lot less of what I use to be... I keep thinking that my laziness is taking over and that I'm far lazier than I ever was before... &gt;.&gt;  I really hope this isn't the case...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just rambling now... I dunno what else to say except my cable sucks because it's down right now and I want to post my stuff!!  *Flails*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... this stinks... my cable's been down for 2 hours now.  Whaa.  &gt;_&lt;;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... make that 3 hours...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-80369982?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/80369982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/80369982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80369982' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-78655387</id><published>2002-07-07T14:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-08-17T23:02:04.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought I'd take some time to dust off my lowly ol' blogger.  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things in my life have been going good, I guess you could say.  Laura's doing fine, for all of you worried and wondering about her.  She's still fighting all that crap though, from what she's last told me... and she seems to be trying to fight my battles too... X_x;  Which aren't a big deal to me, but to her they're a big deal... and I wish she wouldn't worry so much about me.  &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really hot here, that's about the only bad thing that's been going on.  ^_^;  That and I haven't been in my usual places...  *Sighs*  I still can't help but feel bad and evil for not being online as much as I use to.  I feel like I made it my obligation to be online since I use to be online so fargin much...  Now I'm hardly ever online...  Well, at least I manage to catch Angelique when I come online... I could never get tired of talking with her.  ^^  But I manage to miss quite a few people by not being online as often as I use to....  &gt;.&gt;  *scratches his head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also haven't been keeping up with live journals and scribbles and whatnot.  -_-;  I'll read them from time to time, but it's no longer a daily thing for me.  Again, I don't know why. It's funny though, about a month ago I was saying how everyone I know has changed so much, yet I haven't changed one bit.  Well... I think I finally DID change... X_x;  I think I've become even Lazier... but I'm not sure about that... I do have a job, and I do go in everyday on time... so I can't be that lazy eh?   Oh well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said more than I thought I would.  I suppose that's a good thing.  ^_^  I'm off to do my normaly dialy activities... (which compose mostly of nothing!)  Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-78655387?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/78655387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/78655387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#78655387' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-78404266</id><published>2002-06-30T23:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-07-09T18:06:13.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's so hot in my room... I'm thinking about getting a window unit for my room, since it's always 10 degrees hotter than the rest of the house.  Fewh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-78404266?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/78404266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/78404266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78404266' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-78310713</id><published>2002-06-28T08:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-06-28T08:24:55.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dunno what I want to do anymore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-78310713?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/78310713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/78310713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78310713' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-78182165</id><published>2002-06-25T11:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-06-25T11:23:15.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm... I want a nifty ragnarok wallpaper for my work computer, but I can't find any.  Hmm......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-78182165?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/78182165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/78182165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78182165' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-78178515</id><published>2002-06-25T09:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-06-25T09:50:35.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogging from work.  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wolfgurl.blogspot.com"&gt;Wolfie!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that bandit king stuff was pretty wild!  It's SUPER random and wacky... XD  Just the kinds of stuff I like!  And I actually recognize a few voice actors!  I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carp.  I forgot what else I was gonna say....  oh well....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-78178515?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/78178515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/78178515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78178515' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-78166705</id><published>2002-06-25T01:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-06-25T01:03:33.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whee, I feel the blogging mood coming back to me.  *Sings*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now &lt;a href="http://smovakia.bravepages.com/cavern/"&gt;that&lt;/a&gt; is just wierd and freaky.  X___x;;;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's good to hear you got a call back.... I was having the most IMPOSSIBLE time earlier trying to get a freaking job... &gt;&lt;  hehe, you might remember I even had all the places I failed getting a job at listed in my layout.  ^^;  Anyway, I can definately say a craft store sounds much better than wendy's or an ice cream parlor.  X_x;    Well, good luck to you on your job hunt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... if this helps any, &lt;a href="http://illvision.net/fiction/"&gt;Nichole,&lt;/a&gt; I still think you're attractive.  *remembers the cigarette in the sidewalk crack picture*  And hopefully no crapulence will prevent you from going out tommorrow.  ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vidrack/"&gt;Vid..... &lt;/a&gt; Good luck on all of your finals...  ^_____^  I know you can do it!  And glad to hear the radio actually ended up working.  (at least I think it did, from your edit you made...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fhoa  *falls asleep*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-78166705?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/78166705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/78166705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78166705' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-78120903</id><published>2002-06-24T00:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-06-24T00:21:46.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where does time go?  It seems like I use to have so much of it when I would endlessly chat on icq.... but now it seems like I barely have time to chat with my friends anymore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-78120903?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/78120903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/78120903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78120903' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-78120661</id><published>2002-06-24T00:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-06-24T00:13:52.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I don't think I've ever been hit on in my entire life. That thought sort of depresses me. "&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_&gt;  Now that I think about it.... uh... same goes for me too.. -_-;   It doesn't really depress me too much though... I'm use to not being attractive.  ^^;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-78120661?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/78120661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/78120661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78120661' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-78065368</id><published>2002-06-22T10:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-06-22T10:33:45.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ak ak ak!!  &lt;a href="http://smovakia.bravepages.com/cavern/"&gt;Smovakia's&lt;/a&gt; been linking me this whole time and I didn't know it!  Whaa!!  *links links!* XD  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on another, more random but serious note...  I miss talking with ye, &lt;a href="http://illvision.net/fiction/"&gt;Nichole-sama...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-78065368?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/78065368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/78065368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78065368' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-77965799</id><published>2002-06-19T23:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-06-19T23:33:04.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yaaay!  A new layout for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness, I need to post more often @__@;;;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lazy when it comes to this thing XD  But now I have a reason to not be lazy!  Whaiii!!  Thank you so much Wolfie for your gift!!  I like this layout a lot because it seems to reflect me better... I like the green-ness to it too... green is always goood.  *nods happily*  :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-77965799?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/77965799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/77965799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77965799' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-77922764</id><published>2002-06-19T00:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-06-19T00:39:15.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>::Wolfie:: Testing...errrr...GOMEN marty-kun I think I messed up your archives &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-77922764?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/77922764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/77922764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77922764' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-77753081</id><published>2002-06-14T15:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-06-19T00:39:40.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey Everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to say... I'm reading and keeping up with all of your journals... I just feel so burnt out today... &gt;&lt;  I dunno how to respond.  But at least I can make an attempt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karr, I'm glad you liked me responses.. I would respond more but I've tried mashing my head in for thought and it just ain't cranking anything out.  *shakes shakes*  I hope you find out what you need to do for college... Councelors help better than over the phone converstations, that's the only thing that pops to mind.  I also hope that physically you feel well, very soonish.  *hugs her tightly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vid, I hope you get out of school, very fast.  I can't WAIT until you are out of school.  &gt;&lt;  I hate school so much, it messes with everyone's minds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angelique,  Whee!!  CLOSET LAND???  *sigh*  If I was such a movie person I would take your recommendation, but you know me.  I'm so freaking lazy when it comes to watching movies people recommend to me.  You'd have to drive over here, hit me on the head with the tape/dvd, strap me down while I'm unconscious... then put in the tape/dvd and splash me with water to wake up.  It's that simple!  Now hurry up and turn 18.  ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-77753081?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/77753081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/77753081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77753081' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-77667018</id><published>2002-06-12T15:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-06-12T15:23:33.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/glorybox"&gt;Angelique!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanted a playstation?  @_@  You should have said somethin to me!  I've got an extra playstation just sitting on top of my vcr at the moment that you can have for free.  It's got a controller and the little hook up things, but I don't have a memory card.  Ahh well.  XD  Oh, and it can play import games but I doubt you'd need to use that option anytime.  XD  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Got a ps-one with display screen a few weeks ago and I don't need the old playstation anymore...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-77667018?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/77667018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/77667018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77667018' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-77652941</id><published>2002-06-12T08:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-06-12T08:57:01.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Update on my stats.  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been blogging much lately... whoops?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm feeling good.  Finally I get a break after these last two weeks of busy, busy eventage.  Well, somewhat break.  *still has to go to work.. -_-;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be leaving now or else I'll be late.  Gha.  *tries to shake of horrible feeling of early morning doomage*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-77652941?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/77652941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/77652941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77652941' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-77494211</id><published>2002-06-08T03:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-06-08T03:18:00.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, this sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to sleep until 8pm so I could spend time with everyone tonight... but I slept until 3 freaking am!!! &gt;____&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss talking with everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so does Laura....  She really misses you guys.  *pokes them* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to see everyone soonish...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-77494211?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/77494211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/77494211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77494211' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-77417832</id><published>2002-06-06T08:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-06-06T08:54:24.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't been online much.  Much at all.  X_X;  It feels so weird to not be online.  I feel empty all the sudden.  Weird.  @@;  I'm so sleepy too.  *flails*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-77417832?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/77417832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/77417832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77417832' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-77158386</id><published>2002-05-30T17:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-30T17:42:49.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY B-DAY WOLFIE-SAAAAAN!!!  XDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to show how truly lazy I am, (For those of you who don't know, I was going to download them at first... but... so lazy....) here's a little peek at your B-day present.  &lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;item=1540653530"&gt;^_____^&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yaay!  I finally hit 100 positive feed backs!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-77158386?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/77158386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/77158386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#77158386' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-77127313</id><published>2002-05-29T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-29T22:11:41.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It seems like it's going to take me weeks to catch up on everything that happened while I was gone... @_x;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-77127313?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/77127313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/77127313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#77127313' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-77127228</id><published>2002-05-29T22:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-29T22:09:14.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I'm back!  Made it in one peice too!  Pretty amazing, considering I almost broke myself 8 times in Canada from my own clumbsy-ness.  If you don't believe me, just ask about the rice moat I managed to create around the outside of my bowl one evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I am so tired.  And the suckiest thing is I have work in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VID!!!  DID YOU FIX MY ARCHIVES!??!  WHAIAIII!!!!!!  *shakes him happily*  THANK YOU SO MUCH!  WHAAA XDDDDDDD!!!!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-77127228?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/77127228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/77127228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#77127228' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76929120</id><published>2002-05-24T11:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-24T11:49:56.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Long distance hugs all the way from Canada...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura, my thoughts and prayers are always with you... *frowns*  We left on a somewhat positive note earlier, and I didn't know you were feeling the way you do now... but even when you are feeling positive, you are on my mind, and you are cared about.  I'll always think about you and hope for the best... It's what I do.  &lt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76929120?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76929120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76929120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76929120' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76927959</id><published>2002-05-24T11:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-24T11:43:55.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired!  XD  I only got 5 hours of sleep to work with the entire day on Thursday, luckily it didn't kick in until about er... 10pm, so I was able to enjoy myself sleep free until then!  ^-^v  Ooo... and I got a lot of rest too...  Yaay!  I can sleep as long as I need to here!  *does a dance of hap*  I think I got like... 11 hours of sleep almost.  ^^;  And it really shows too...  *tries to comb messy hair*  X_x;;;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many strange sights... maybe it's because I'm FOCUSING so hard on trying to look at things that are different.  Instead of houses and businesses all spread out, they tend to be spread up.  @_@  Louise'z house is the same size as mine, but it's like, 3 stores tall @_@;;; so it's super skinny, yet tall.  If that makes any sense.    And there's a wierd bee thing hovering outside the window...  *watches it cautiously....*  Er... the business around here are in little clusters... and 5 business share the same parking lot.  @_@;  Maybe that's just an immediate "here in this little area" thing, but I still find that strange.  ^^;  Ohhh. and I get to see lots of fun "u's" thrown in words and stuff.  It's sou fun.  (uses randoum u, will get pelted when soumeoune sees me using them like that XD)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I guess that's all to say!  My mind's kind of in a blissful tired chaotic state so half of this probably didn't even make sense...  Oh well!  XD  I canno wait for Zeee con....  *ears wiggle*  ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psssst:  Thanks again for the belated, but I don't mind it being belated christmas giftness, Louise! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76927959?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76927959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76927959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76927959' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76862250</id><published>2002-05-22T19:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-22T19:45:31.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm packing, and I'm just about ready to blast!  XD  I have to wake up at 5 am though.. @_@  I could have sworn I use to SLEEP at 5, not wake up at 5!  XD  Oh well!  *Dances*  I'm so nervously excited.  I have a cheesy first impression joke liked up too.  I'm such a dork.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know, I'm gonna be visiting the beautiful land of CAN-EH-DAH tommorrow and I won't be back until Wednesday!  XD  I'll try to fetch a lil' somethin for everyone.  ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76862250?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76862250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76862250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76862250' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76788069</id><published>2002-05-21T00:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-21T08:41:31.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>... Karriane???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*is so very worried about her.... pokes sadly at her journal...*  &lt;:...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna talk to you.... &gt;____&lt;  Even if I can't talk, I wanna listen... I want to be there... &gt;___&lt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hugs a Karr plushie tightly and sadly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a strange dream last night too... but in the dream I remember comforting you...  *pokes at dream*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76788069?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76788069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76788069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76788069' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76777858</id><published>2002-05-20T19:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-20T19:37:16.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AIIGH!!  &lt;a href="http://illvision.net/fiction/"&gt;Nichooole!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely adore and love your new layout to peices....  *hugs it tightly and super squishy*  Wheee... so happy they look...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76777858?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76777858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76777858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76777858' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76763077</id><published>2002-05-20T12:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-20T12:24:49.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> Dear Bidder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I sent your item by surface mail today, May 20th.&lt;br /&gt; And left positive feedback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Thanks for bidding &amp; purchase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Regards,&lt;br /&gt; Hiromichi Okada(amano-murakumo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; p.s. surface package usually take 7-9 weeks to arrive at U.S. address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should cheer you up some, Angelique.  ^_^  Uhh... it might take a while... but... at least the guy got the payment and shipped it out.  ^^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76763077?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76763077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76763077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76763077' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76689725</id><published>2002-05-18T03:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-18T03:50:00.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;To Everyone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for my lack of being on icq...  I've just become very Icq lazy lately... -_-;;;  I've poorly been managing my time lately, due to work, and I haven't had the chance to focus my attention on icq itself... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to let everyone know I'm not dead or anythin.  ^_^;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76689725?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76689725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76689725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76689725' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76590180</id><published>2002-05-15T16:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-15T16:06:58.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoot.  I got paid today and I got a letter from &lt;a href="http://wolfgurl.blogspot.com"&gt;Wolfie-san!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love letters so much.  *dances happily*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76590180?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76590180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76590180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76590180' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76526450</id><published>2002-05-14T00:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-14T00:38:02.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*covers his mouth, laughs nervously*  Whaahahehehehee....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, gosh I can't believe I finally did it.  And I didn't even expect it to be SUCH a release... either!  Sorry if I'm vauge, yet again.  *sweatdrops*  But at least the person I'm aiming this at will get my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.  ^_^;  *smiles awkwardly, then dances around*  GOSH I'm so happy!!  If I feel happy now... I can't even wait to see how happy I feel once I get this whole damn thing solved!!!  Come on Gut... don't give up... gotta win!!!  Think of Data from Star Trek!  WHOO!!  Right now I was wondering why I'm not wearing my seatbelt but I'm not even in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeez it's so late!  *laughs again!*  What am I talking about!?   WHOHOO!!!!  I'm just happy, I guess that's all that matters now.  ^__^  I'd still like to talk more sometime about it though... needs some more loose ends tightened up.  *spins in a circle*  HELLO ALT WORLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*coughs*  Excuse me while I dance.  *decides to stop acting weird now*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76526450?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76526450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76526450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76526450' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76507914</id><published>2002-05-13T15:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-13T15:45:54.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ohh, Btw Vid,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that happens when you sign up for hotmail.  I forgot if you can change it or not... but to change it you have to (Ok, I looked and I know how) just go to options, personal profile, and there you are.  ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76507914?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76507914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76507914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76507914' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76477952</id><published>2002-05-12T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-12T20:45:11.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was rather exciting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Ren faire again this weekend!  It seemed funner this time with my family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home I was driving 75 on the highway and one of my tires shredded off.  Scary trying to veer off the road and control a car going 70 without a tire at the same time, but I was able to do it with such grace it was kind of scary.  @_@  My parent's weren't freaked out over the tire, they were freaked out because I managed to pull the car off the road without much of a problem... like I've been doin it all my life.  *sweatdrops*  I guess it pays off, I drive like a maniac and I'm use to controlling my car under extream situations... (IE turning too fast onto a street... )  ^^;;  Plus this isn't the first time my tire has shredded on me on the highway.  At least there wasn't ice this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I got a haircut (Whoo, gotta make a good impression!) and ate at a simple pizza buffet place for mothers day.  Joe's Crab Shack had a wait of 2 hours.  X_x;  Plus my mother was more happy with the idea of going to a simple pizza place for mother's day dinner.  ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76477952?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76477952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76477952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76477952' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76421561</id><published>2002-05-10T23:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-10T23:49:06.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yayy x_x;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got work in the morning... which is why I had to go, for everyone I was talking to.  *sweats*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76421561?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76421561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76421561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76421561' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76419680</id><published>2002-05-10T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-10T22:22:07.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's hard to believe there were 41,000 people at the baseball game I went to.  @_@;  It was pretty fun too, and I even got a bobbin' head ceramic thingy for free!  Whoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76419680?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76419680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76419680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76419680' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76394101</id><published>2002-05-10T08:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-10T08:01:40.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://home.attbi.com/~m.eakin/bunnykao.gif"&gt;Wheee!!&lt;/a&gt;  This is so kawaii.... XD  Thank you Akane-sama for making it for me....  :D  *dances happily*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76394101?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76394101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76394101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76394101' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76355604</id><published>2002-05-09T15:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-09T15:13:04.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........  *bursts out laughing after not able to hold it back any longer*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dklucca.blogspot.com"&gt;LUCCA!!!&lt;/a&gt;  You're so damn funny!  *shakes her!!!*  Oh maaaain....  *smiles, rubs his forehead*  I've been waiting to read that ever since I got off work today.  *chuckles and continues to laugh*  Thank you again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everyone for your concern.  ^_^  You too, &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~karr"&gt;Karr&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~thesoulbonds"&gt;Laura.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll make more detailed thank yous after my chemistry exam tonight.  *hugs them both*  Though, I can't really say I'm cured now, at least I've got my mind distracted again.  ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76355604?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76355604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76355604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76355604' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76340843</id><published>2002-05-09T07:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-09T07:31:15.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fate...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy for me to be happy when I ignore everything.  Isn't it nice to live with, not knowing what your future holds?  Your next day could be filled with happiness or sorrow... It's all up to what happens.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was that way.  I focus so much on certain things that I'm determining my own fate... I'm not letting it be a wildcard anymore.  Right now I'm living life in a pathetic way.  Meaning, I know my fate.  I know what's going to happen to me in the near or not so near future.  I know for a fact I'm going to be hurt, very, very badly.  No, I'm not saying this because "I always get hurt" I'm saying this because I know the situation... and I know that I'm going to get hurt...  It's going to happen, and it's unavoidable.  When will it happen?  Who knows.  But until it does, I will be living my life, knowing day by day that it could happen any time... and I will constantly dread it... and sometimes I'll dread it worse some days than other days... like I am right now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help myself.  I just can't help myself.  I'm going to crash and burn... all because I can't let go of a few strings....&lt;br /&gt;-_-  I feel so terrible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76340843?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76340843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76340843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76340843' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76331751</id><published>2002-05-08T23:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-08T23:16:56.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The time ticks away in a clockwork fashion (much like the nature of time) as my Final nears closer.  *lets out a deep, longing sigh*  The question of it all is will I succeed in my 16 week long endeavor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very rpish.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76331751?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76331751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76331751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76331751' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76318835</id><published>2002-05-08T17:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-08T17:05:32.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*takes a deep breath as his eyes glow and swirl*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEE!!  PING-SAN!  XDDDDD  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the obsession begins...*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76318835?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76318835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76318835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76318835' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76317932</id><published>2002-05-08T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-08T16:39:10.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate you blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I just got increadibly bored.  For no reason.  I'm talkin serious boredom here.  *dies*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76317932?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76317932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76317932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76317932' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76317405</id><published>2002-05-08T16:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-08T16:20:42.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank you for all your help, Lucca!  :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76317405?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76317405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76317405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76317405' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76274281</id><published>2002-05-07T15:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-07T15:16:42.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need to take a nap, not only to catch up, but to help ease my mind...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76274281?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76274281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76274281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76274281' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76274069</id><published>2002-05-07T15:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-07T15:11:53.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*hugs &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~thesoulbonds"&gt;Laura&lt;/a&gt; tightly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;:\  What can I do?  Anything?  Anything at all?  &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76274069?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76274069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76274069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76274069' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76274037</id><published>2002-05-07T15:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-07T15:10:03.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dklucca.blogspot.com"&gt;Lucca,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, you read it right.  ^_^  Lots of series are short like that, also makes it easy on the pocket book if you want to go out and buy them.  XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76274037?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76274037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76274037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76274037' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76273882</id><published>2002-05-07T15:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-07T15:05:57.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>@__@;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~karr"&gt;Karr,&lt;/a&gt; Don't get me wrong @_@;  I'm far from being pro Bush!  I just don't like to see people being smashed and plastered like that... &gt;&lt;;  I just... wanted to defend someone that I thought was getting unjustly mocked.  xx;  Not that you were mocking him, whoever made that insanely large list was mocking him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76273882?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76273882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76273882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76273882' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76260975</id><published>2002-05-07T08:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-07T08:41:36.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanna sleep forever.... I am soooo very tired........ -_____-;;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76260975?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76260975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76260975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76260975' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76244025</id><published>2002-05-06T20:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-06T20:52:49.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yaaay!!!  I check my blog and it has been transformed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wolfgurl.blogspot.com"&gt;UBER&lt;/a&gt; thanks to you, Wolfie!!  How did you know I liked that image??  @___@;;  I still can't get over that... *laughs*  Thank you again though!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76244025?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76244025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76244025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76244025' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76240576</id><published>2002-05-06T19:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-06T19:17:19.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://sunryse.net/shop target=New&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://img2.ranchoweb.com/images/sunnie/chokatochia.gif border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no... a neopets test!!!!  *gasp!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76240576?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76240576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76240576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76240576' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76240440</id><published>2002-05-06T19:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-06T19:14:06.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To &lt;a href="http://dklucca.blogspot.com"&gt;Lucca:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, your email didn't make me think the wrong thing.  ^^;  So don't worry about it!  *shakes her*  Er... I guess I shouldn't be shaking you like that...  X_X;  *dies*  Anyway, to be serious, don't fret about it.  ^^  It's tough for me to take things the wrong way.  ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And secondly... I didn't really care much about Spider-man either!  @_@;  But then EVERYONE said how great the movie was... and on top of some of my closest friends saying that (and the fact I share great interests with my close friends) it was also magificant... I couldn't pass up.  You have to see the movie to appreciate it.  ^^  It's a good movie.  *noddeth*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76240440?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76240440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76240440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76240440' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76231593</id><published>2002-05-06T15:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-06T15:11:09.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;TABLE&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.murasaki-tenshi.net/ff9 target=_new&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.murasaki-tenshi.net/ff9/quina.gif" border=0 align=top&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/Td&gt;&lt;TD  width=200&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=veranda&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;You are quina&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;BR&gt; You love food, it's one of the most important forces in your life. When you are hungry, you may seem very scary to others O_O&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.murasaki-tenshi.net/ff9" target=_blank&gt;take this quiz!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, there's my test :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76231593?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76231593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76231593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76231593' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76231433</id><published>2002-05-06T15:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-06T15:07:29.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*Frowns*  I wanna log on icq... and chat... and I want to respond to all those live journal entries that popped up over today and yesterday!  I REALLY DO!!!!!!  *shakes everything*  But I have an hour and 30 minutes to study for my history final....  Aigh.... and I'll bet even more pop up!  Whaa!  I wanna respond!!  *flails*  Ahh well, I'll find time to respond later tonight!  XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76231433?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76231433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76231433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76231433' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76210186</id><published>2002-05-06T00:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-06T00:43:55.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good Load... where do I even start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys are all so wonderful... The last few birthdays have been very depressing for me, but this one was just so fantastic!  First of all, I would love to thank &lt;a href="http://dklucca.blogspot.com"&gt;Lucca&lt;/a&gt; for starting my birthday off really early by sending me a fanfiction staring my character Xinel!  It was great, Lucca, and I hope I get to read some more of it soon!!  I'm so sorry you've had such a bad day today... &gt;&lt;  I wish I could have been online... but my schedual of todays events made that impossible... traveling to dallas alone takes up an hour and a half of my time... -_-;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to thank &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~thunderblossom"&gt;Louise&lt;/a&gt;, too, for wishing me an early birthday, not to mention being just simply so excited about it!  That really helps knowing someone cares so much about somethin like that to say "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!"  in all caps like that. ^^;  And again, thank you for the mp3s!  In a way, those were a GIFT!  Because had I not had them to put on my new mp3 player, I wouldn't have had anything cool to listen to!  :D  I listened to those mp3s ALL day today, and got plenty of enjoyment out of it... ^__^  ... SPIDER-MAN ROCKS!  *poringizes and bounces around happily*  :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you too, &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~thesoulbonds"&gt;Laura&lt;/a&gt;, for wishing me a happy birthday...  Even though you were feeling so rotton... you still found it in your heart to wish me a happy birthday... and I thank you so much for that...  *hugs her tightly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~karr"&gt;Karr-sama&lt;/a&gt;, You know, even though you recommended me to read that book for YOUR birthday, it's been as good of a gift to ME as it has been to you!  *hugs it tightly*  That's more than I could ever ask for...  I really hope you get to feeling better soon... at least a little bit more uppety... or at least able to cope with it more...  *hugs and hopeful dreams for you*  &lt;:\  Please lemmie know if there's anything I can do... well, besides surprising you in the next few days... *has something in mind*  ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~sakka"&gt;Akane-sama!!&lt;/a&gt;  Oh my gosh.. I love &lt;a href="http://wakaba.nu/o2/10.png"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; so much!!!  AHH!  I love artwork gifts!!  *Eyes water*  Its so kawaii... and you even made the little kawaii =3 facie in the drawing!!  WHAAIII!!!!  *hugs it to death*  You KNOW how much I like your artwork... that was very clever of you to give this to me.  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~glorybox"&gt;ANGELIQUE!!!&lt;/a&gt; Whaaa.... just chatting with you in itself on Saturday night was a wonderful experience!  XD  It was so fun and strange... and Carder is a weirdhead!  (lets hope he never sees this... ehehehe)  And even on top of that, ya wished me a happy birthday!  XD  Thank you so much, dear!  *hugs hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wolfgurl.blogspot.com"&gt;WOLFIESAAAN!!!&lt;/a&gt; HA!  I can't forget about you!!!  XD  *Shakes her happily*  My gosh, you really don't have to go as far as you did... but you did anyway!  XDDD  I can't wait to see what you have for me, layout wise....  Ahhh... I looove layouts!  XD  I might just get layout spoiled and end up trying to make new layouts every few months!  @_@;;;  But nothing of mine could compare to your layouts.  *Sweatdrops*  Maybe I'll just think of ways to con you into making me more.  *Grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~dariusz"&gt;Jacek!&lt;/a&gt;  I dunno if you read this journal or not... but... wow... THANK you too!!  I had no idea you'd know today was my b-day... and just the thought of you wishing me a happy-bday is increadibly awesome!  XD  Thanks for offering to call me too... I'll try to be around later though!  I won't miss ya next time!  Har har har!  *falls over*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's just the start of it.  Everyone else, I know you mean well, so if I don't mention you don't freak out thinking you're horrible or anything.  @_@;;  I know you mean well!  And I thank you guys anyway, cause... well, everyone is awesome!  *laughs*  I'm just having a good day today, the first REALLY good day in a long time.  *hugs everyone*  Plus I'm forgetful and crappy.  X_x;  Well, I started off today by getting my presents...  I got a portible mp3 player!!  WHOHOOO!!!  That tiny thing kicks ass!  XD  And I loaded it up with lots of nice mp3s (Thanks again Thunder-san!) then opened my next gift.  The next gift nearly brought tears to my eyes.... at first I was confused, but then I understood what my parents ment....  I opened the package and found an envelope that had my plane tickets in it... and inside was 300 dollars... the same 300 I paid them with... so in actuality they GAVE me the tickets to Canada as a gift, and I was enthralled by that!!  XD  I felt so good.... they told me "I only turn 21 once!"  And that really made me feel good.  Now I have more spending money....  Watch out Canada, I'm about to up your economy.  :P  SALMON SUSHI!!!!!!!!!!!!  (is very random right now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After opening gifts... I went to watch "Spiderman" which was by far the best movie I've seen in a good long while!!  Peter Parker is so freakin awesome!  XD  And he leads such a sad life... the ending made me so sad... me being a hopeless romantic and all... *wipes tears from his eyes*  Er...no spoilers from me... erhehee... *hides*  Then after the movie I went to the Cheesecake factory with my family and had some nice expensive food.  I was so tempted to get a dauqari or some kind of frozen treat with a alcohol in it just cause.... but I decided not to.  ^^;  *hides again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er... that pretty much sums up my day!  Nothing too bizzare... it's just... the best birthday I've had in years because for once I wasn't depressed... *sweatdrops*  Thanks again to everyone who made it possible, I love you all.  *gigantic group hug*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76210186?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76210186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76210186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76210186' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76177168</id><published>2002-05-05T01:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-05T01:42:09.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Sometimes people say the smallest things...&lt;br /&gt;But those things are just the right size to fit the emtpy space in one's heart."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76177168?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76177168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76177168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76177168' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76167698</id><published>2002-05-04T19:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-04T19:21:21.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got back from my family reunion, which also happened to be one of the most boring days this year.  Slept or just sat in a chair for more than 8 hours... and I couldn't even read because that would be considered "rude."  So I'm pretty much overcharged for the night, unless I slept so much that it's affected my ability staying awake.  xx;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76167698?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76167698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76167698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76167698' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76141409</id><published>2002-05-03T21:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-03T21:39:30.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh... I never found it so hard to put down a book in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.attbi.com/~m.eakin/blobexcited.gif"&gt; - Lingering Excitement&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76141409?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76141409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76141409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76141409' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76138606</id><published>2002-05-03T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-03T19:55:57.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*Trembles with excitemet*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By god... THIS BOOK IS GOOD!!!!  @_______@  I haven't felt this surge of excitement and anticipation in years!!!!  AHH!!  *Freaks out, Can't stop reading!!!!  Must stop blogging!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.attbi.com/~m.eakin/blobexcited.gif"&gt; - Insanely excited&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76138606?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76138606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76138606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76138606' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76100731</id><published>2002-05-02T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-02T19:52:13.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A thingy stolen from &lt;a href="http://illvision.net/fiction"&gt;Nichole-san&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine things you wear daily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dinner crumbs from the night before&lt;br /&gt;2. A T-shirt, Most likely the one from yesterday, if possible.&lt;br /&gt;3. Jeans.  Haven't worn anything else besides em for years.&lt;br /&gt;4. My scratched up beyond hope glasses&lt;br /&gt;5. My comb if I forgot to take it out of my hair&lt;br /&gt;6. Various penmarks earned throughout the day&lt;br /&gt;7. Dog hairs from my constantly shedding dog&lt;br /&gt;8. Either my DDR shoes or my Boot like shoes&lt;br /&gt;9. A smile.  (forced or not)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight movies you would watch over and over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Time Machine (Older version)&lt;br /&gt;2. The Secret of NIMH&lt;br /&gt;3. LotR: The Fellowship of the Ring&lt;br /&gt;4. Any Tenchi movie (It's a first anime watched kind of thing)&lt;br /&gt;5. Dogma&lt;br /&gt;6. Princess Mononoke&lt;br /&gt;7. I.D. 4&lt;br /&gt;8. Something I haven't seen yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven albums that matter?  (er...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. FFIV - OST&lt;br /&gt;2. FFVI - OST&lt;br /&gt;3. Xenogears - OST (See a trend here?)&lt;br /&gt;4. Might and Magic VII - OST&lt;br /&gt;5. Instert names of orchestrated FF Music cds here&lt;br /&gt;6. One of the better "Hellraiser" Soundtracks.  (Some damn good stuff)&lt;br /&gt;7. Something with lots of "Agnus Dei'ish" songs on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six objects you touch every day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A messed up Keyboard&lt;br /&gt;2. Too many doorknobs to count&lt;br /&gt;3. My face (strange habit?)&lt;br /&gt;4. Anything that hurts, to see if it hurts more when I touch it.&lt;br /&gt;5. Lots of "power" buttons.  (Ah, the age of technology)&lt;br /&gt;6. My bed, blindly at night to make sure no plates or books were left in bed before I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five things you do every day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Think...&lt;br /&gt;2. Play Ragnarok&lt;br /&gt;3. Talk with my friends&lt;br /&gt;4. Think too much&lt;br /&gt;5. Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four bands you can't live without?  (Ghaa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Naoki&lt;br /&gt;2. Cusco&lt;br /&gt;3. Not a Band: Megumi Hayashibara&lt;br /&gt;4. um... U2?  ^^;  (Easily keeps Laura happy and hyper during bad times.  ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of your favorite songs at this moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "Agnus Dei"&lt;br /&gt;2. "Ganbare Necromancer"&lt;br /&gt;3. "The words I feel"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two people that have influenced your life the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Over the course of my life)&lt;br /&gt;1. Myself&lt;br /&gt;2. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Over the last few years)&lt;br /&gt;1. Laura&lt;br /&gt;2. Louise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing you could spend the rest of your life with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love  (5 points to the one who didn't see this coming)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76100731?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76100731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76100731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76100731' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76090388</id><published>2002-05-02T14:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-02T14:48:55.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(Access of those who can't speak Japanese &lt;br /&gt;is refused in this chatroom.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know, that's just downright rude.  *Glares at the paint site that won't let him in anymore*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76090388?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76090388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76090388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76090388' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76083501</id><published>2002-05-02T11:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-02T11:18:16.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanna talk while working... my job can get boring.. and icq sucks xx;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone wants to make short conversation in the morning to early afternoon, just email me at gutfunk@hotmail.com.  ^^  I'll probably respond quickly, depending on if I'm actually working or not.  ^^;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76083501?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76083501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76083501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76083501' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76077834</id><published>2002-05-02T08:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-02T08:25:48.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Laura, Karriane;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys, and I hope you two feel better soon.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same goes for anyone else out there who's having a hard time... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76077834?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76077834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76077834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76077834' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76046629</id><published>2002-05-01T13:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-01T14:35:55.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm... today seems to be a complete contrast in comparison to yesterday... @_@;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel pretty crummy.  But at least I've had a good day.  First of all, the manager brought breakfast from Chick-fil-a for everyone, and I got to enjoy a very delicious chicken biscuit.... damn that thing was good... NOTHING makes my day like free food from nowhere... To top it off, a coworker offered to get me something to drink from 7-11, for no charge of course.  And finally... I won a work raffle... @_@;;;  I got two free tickets to a Rangers game... at first I didn't think much about it... but they told me they are very good seats... and I've never gone to a baseball game in my life... so now it seems very interesting.  I just wish I had a friend to go with... -_-;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this day will continue to go as well, if not even better... I really hope so.... I need it... xx;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76046629?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76046629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76046629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76046629' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1861328.post-76030024</id><published>2002-05-01T00:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-05-01T00:35:11.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*thinks for a moment, takes a breath before he speaks, then abruptly sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, why do I even bother...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1861328-76030024?l=apoplexy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76030024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1861328/posts/default/76030024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apoplexy.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76030024' title=''/><author><name>Gut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11077305864756909933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
