<?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-3367058</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:33:59.199-05:00</updated><title type='text'>spoon-blog</title><subtitle type='html'>blog of spoon</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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>174</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3367058.post-106607771568320781</id><published>2003-10-13T15:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T15:42:15.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://students.imsa.edu/~spoon"&gt;http://students.imsa.edu/~spoon&lt;/a&gt; is the new location of my site.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-106607771568320781?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/106607771568320781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/106607771568320781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#106607771568320781' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-106047332518950732</id><published>2003-08-09T18:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-09T18:55:25.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&amp;lt;cackles evilly&amp;gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Once I get my new site up (note: I haven't started yet &lt;img src="http://www.reallifeforums.com/images/smiles/icon_shifteyes.gif" /&gt;), I'll be no longer using Blogger. In my infinite ingenuity *cough* I have discovered a better way to upgrade my site, and all that stuff, of course. Blogger can be a royal pain to work with at times. &lt;a title="Zombie Nation"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="ambitious"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-106047332518950732?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/106047332518950732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/106047332518950732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#106047332518950732' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-106040267963482847</id><published>2003-08-08T23:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-08T23:18:42.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;It has *not* been three days...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;...since I last posted. Or, maybe it has. I don't know. But I did install BeOS on the computer I'm taking with me to school. Now it dualboots BeOS 5.0.3 Pro and Windows 4.10.1998 &amp;lt;proudly recites&amp;gt;. GAH! My hand has frozen solid! I can no longer type! I can't feel my hand! &amp;lt;panics&amp;gt; And worse, I can't reach over to close the window from where I am sitting! My world has turned upside down! What am I going to do -- just sit here and type one-handedly and hope it doesn't get any colder? &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;...Or I could just stand up, go over and close the window, come back, and sit down...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Meh... I swear, if I have to solve my own problems every time something like this arrives... O.o The radio seems to be playing Zombie Nation. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;code&gt;var zombieNation = "good song";&lt;/code&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I would really like to redo this &lt;s&gt;page&lt;/s&gt; SITE! I want it a site again! And I neeeeeed a good layout! &lt;Br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Within one standard Earthweek, I have moved into my dorm at &lt;a href="http://www.imsa.edu" target="_blank"&gt;imsa&lt;/a&gt; (7b13, to be exact). WHERE HAS SUMMER GONE?! &lt;a title="Zombie Nation"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;A title="random"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-106040267963482847?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/106040267963482847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/106040267963482847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#106040267963482847' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-106012434593289887</id><published>2003-08-05T17:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-05T17:59:05.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;BeOS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I'm going to install BeOS today, I think, but it will involve turning off USB and PNP stuffs in BIOS. Or so I'm told. &lt;a title="hellsing OST - Shinrikyou"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="blah"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-106012434593289887?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/106012434593289887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/106012434593289887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#106012434593289887' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-105994350807819012</id><published>2003-08-03T15:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-03T15:45:08.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;now I'll have to check&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;...to see if this new, modified layout should look good in Mozilla. I'll reboot into Linux to check that later. The changes are the following: the image of power lines in the background is now 1024px wide, although 800px wide should pose no problems. Also, the 'spoon' in the top left corner is a link now. &lt;a title="dj networx - firewire"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;A title="tired, yet accelerated due to caffeine"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-105994350807819012?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105994350807819012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105994350807819012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#105994350807819012' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-105959658667151776</id><published>2003-07-30T15:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-30T15:23:06.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;GAH!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;site != mozilla friendly. NOOOOOOO! It's ugly, ugly, ugly in Mozilla! grrr. I knew I should have written this site NOT in Windows. But did I? Nooo. So now I have to rewrite it. hmph. &lt;a title="irritated"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-105959658667151776?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105959658667151776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105959658667151776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#105959658667151776' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-105944688910595018</id><published>2003-07-28T21:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-28T21:48:08.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;übercool&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;New layout up. I've decided to screw the site and just host my blog. It's much easier, and I don't need a bunch of sites laying about taking up space. This site was completed in about hour total, which includes getting the image, making necessary changes, writing the page from nothingness, posting, and everything. I'm now going to run DELE on all stuff I don't need that clogs my webspace. &lt;a title="hellsing soundtrack"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="happyish"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-105944688910595018?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105944688910595018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105944688910595018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#105944688910595018' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-105943359990983167</id><published>2003-07-28T18:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-28T18:06:39.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&amp;lt;whines&amp;gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;this site looks wretched and I have no good art to base a new one around. Doom ensues. &amp;lt;sighs&amp;gt; My whole past week has consisted on very little. On 14 August I move into my dorm. School begins sometime after that, I'm sure. &lt;a title="felix da hosuecat - metropolix"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="gloomy"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-105943359990983167?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105943359990983167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105943359990983167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#105943359990983167' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-105899371785643537</id><published>2003-07-23T15:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-23T16:05:13.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;-_-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;soo.... tired. Must work on site, I must. &lt;a title="dj tiesto - cyberia"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="tired"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-105899371785643537?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105899371785643537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105899371785643537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#105899371785643537' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-105883198683762629</id><published>2003-07-21T18:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-21T18:59:46.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;back, I am&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I was at a family reunion over the weekend, and just got back late yesterday. After the reunion, but before coming home I was at my grandparents', and there went water skiing. Today I took apart a couple computers, intending to salvage parts and all that, but the computers weren't compatible in terms of RAM, and the computer destined to be upgraded was better in many regards to the parts of the salvagee. So no upgrading occured. Later today I reassembled the original computers completely. I intend to have them in working order very soon. &lt;a title="Ghost in the Shell - Lithium Flower"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="geeky"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-105883198683762629?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105883198683762629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105883198683762629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#105883198683762629' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-105814612090689216</id><published>2003-07-13T20:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-13T20:28:46.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;yayness!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Installed Linux today, I did, and now my wonderful computer is a dual-booting two faced freak. On one hard drive it is a peaceful, stable, and powerful system looking after your every need. Move off of hdb, however, and onto c:\, and the brutal monster awakens ^_^. &lt;a title="miscellaneous trance"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;A title="geeky"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-105814612090689216?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105814612090689216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105814612090689216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#105814612090689216' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-105803985692877472</id><published>2003-07-12T14:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-12T14:57:36.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I lied again &amp;lt;hangs head&amp;gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Got a new computer, I did, and it has stolen my time all up. So any intended page revamps are having to wait until I get things settled down -- the computer I used formerly has all of my stuff on it, and isn't connected to internet or much hardware at all. Floppy diskettes are the devil, so I refuse to transfer my files that way. And my hair has been cut, by the way -- it is much shorter in back now. &lt;a title="ghost in the shell - Lithium Flower"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;A title="busy"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-105803985692877472?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105803985692877472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105803985692877472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#105803985692877472' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-105771941790463924</id><published>2003-07-08T21:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-08T21:56:57.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Done!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;...and you didn't even know I was doing anything. Actually, I'm not done; I have still a fair amount left. I'm writing a new layout, again. Having forsaken forever those nasty TABLE tags, css and DIV tags now light my path. position:absolute; top:200px; left:300px;  Voila - instant location. No more bricklaying with tables, now it's like painting. I just pick my content and place it wherever I choose. Soooo very much less hectic, it is. It also can look much better. &lt;a title="random techno off the streamradio"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="busy"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-105771941790463924?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105771941790463924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105771941790463924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#105771941790463924' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-105763331494472556</id><published>2003-07-07T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-07T22:02:14.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;and in a fit of boredom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I added format to the archives so that they don't pain my eyes as much. I'm in #rl-radio so much anymore that people ask if I ever leave &amp;gt;.&amp;gt; &amp;lt;.&amp;lt;. Ordered a new computer Saturday, should be in by midweek. Custom build, it is, I speced it myself to make sure it's how I like. So here are a couple things about it I remember:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;2x80 gig hard drives&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;2x512 meg ram&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;2.4 gig processor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;most recent Pentium 4 board&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;either a 64 or 128 meg video card, I don't remember. All-in-Wonder 9000 pro.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A decent sound card&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Windows XP home&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;to make up for the previous list item, I'll be installing Red Hat for dual booting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;other stuff&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I eargerly await it's completion. &lt;a title="cowboy bebop - cats on mars"&gt;[XD&lt;/A&gt; &lt;a title="preoccupied"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-105763331494472556?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105763331494472556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105763331494472556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#105763331494472556' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-105734838826905971</id><published>2003-07-04T14:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-04T14:53:08.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;can't say I waste time (actually, you can)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I'm bored, so I'll start writing an übercool format for something or another. I'll find something to use it on when I'm done XD. I do this too often, and end up with a bunch of cool sites that have no content... &lt;a title="Nirvana - All Apologies"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="bored"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-105734838826905971?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105734838826905971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105734838826905971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#105734838826905971' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-105728472628613131</id><published>2003-07-03T21:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-03T21:12:06.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Hey! &amp;lt;shakes fist&amp;gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Sarr Chasm pushed their hibernation termination date back a month! When'd they do that? Yes, I just noticed. In other news today, the archives are more up-to-date than they were earlier. &lt;a title="Led Zeppelin - The Song Remains the Same"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="so-so"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-105728472628613131?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105728472628613131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105728472628613131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#105728472628613131' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-105726353697787140</id><published>2003-07-03T15:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-03T15:18:56.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I thought up a great subject earlier, but forgot it &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;...So you're stuck with that one. I've a bit of work to do, as I haven't updated the archive in a while, so I'll be doing that. That last sentence was a bit redundant. I'm DJing now, but it's only dead air, and I'm acting as a filler between popular times. The radio has well died recently, due to a string of errors, misunderstandings, and capitalists. Today there is a fourth-of-july parade that I don't want to goto. It's overcast out, and whenever I try to access a webcomic hosted by cologuys (who host all of real life, megatokyo, and mac hall), my connection dies for a short while. &amp;lt;sighs&amp;gt; &lt;a title="sealtbelts - ask dna"&gt;[XD&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A title="blah"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-105726353697787140?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105726353697787140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105726353697787140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#105726353697787140' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-105717628096020707</id><published>2003-07-02T15:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-02T15:06:23.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;paranoia kicking in!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;From previous experience I have learned not to comment on things quite before they occur, so I won't &amp;lt;grins&amp;gt;. My mind seems to have gone blan -- phone! &amp;lt;runs away&amp;gt; &amp;lt;gets back&amp;gt; O.o now I havta remember what I was going to say or something like that. Anyway, I was referred to a site the other day, if I can dig it up, about some people who want you to mail them your free AOL discs. Once they get a million, then intend to dump 'em outside the AOL headquarters or whatnot. &lt;a href="http://www.nomoreaolcds.com" title="AOL is the devil"&gt;See for yourself.&lt;/a&gt;  Two more Drivers Ed sessions, and three more times driving with the instructor (who likes to blast Beach Boys songs). Which makes a total of 10 more hours &amp;lt;dies&amp;gt;. Two of which start in an hour. &lt;a title="Cowboy Bebop - Ask DNA"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="in need of caffeine"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-105717628096020707?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105717628096020707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105717628096020707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#105717628096020707' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-105665488746767615</id><published>2003-06-26T14:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T14:14:47.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;w00t&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;My blog has finally been migrated to the updated blogger service. Neigh 'bout time, too, I must be the last emigrant. Four classes of the mind-numbing drivers' ed classes left... Eight more hours of wasted life -_-. Maybe it'd be more generally appealling if they held the class in game show format. I haven't eaten yet today, and I'm not hungry. &lt;a title="Weird Al - The Night Santa Went Crazy (or whatever it's real name is)"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="bored"&gt;#&lt;/A&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-105665488746767615?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105665488746767615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/105665488746767615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#105665488746767615' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-96001255</id><published>2003-06-24T21:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-24T21:31:35.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;ha, IRC&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I'm enjoying myself most enjoyably. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;spoon: bup, I'll tell cz....&lt;br/&gt;+DJ-Bup: Boo hoo!&lt;br/&gt;spoon: bully&lt;br/&gt;@cz: DJ-Bup, go to your room RIGHT NOW.&lt;br/&gt;+DJ-Bup: Sharky likes it.&lt;br/&gt;+DJ-Bup: But CZ!&lt;br/&gt;Sharky: right.........&lt;br/&gt;@cz: NO BUTS&lt;br/&gt;spoon: he's trying to impress the girls&lt;br/&gt;Sharky: what do I like exactly?&lt;br/&gt;@cz: MARCH&lt;br/&gt;+DJ-Bup: I was only kiddin'!&lt;br/&gt;+DJ-Bup: aw, man.&lt;br/&gt;@cz: heehee.&lt;br/&gt;* DJ-Bup  marches to his room&lt;br/&gt;+DJ-Bup: razzin' frazzin'&lt;br/&gt;* spoon teases bup&lt;br/&gt;Sharky: lol&lt;br/&gt;+DJ-Bup: LOOK!&lt;br/&gt;* Sharky  points and laughs&lt;br/&gt;spoon: I did nothing!&lt;br/&gt;+DJ-Bup: Look, cz!&lt;br/&gt;+DJ-Bup: Spoon's teasing me!&lt;br/&gt;spoon: am not!&lt;br/&gt;+DJ-Bup: am too!&lt;br/&gt;spoon: am not!&lt;br/&gt;@cz: That's it!&lt;br/&gt;@cz: You're both GROUNDED.&lt;br/&gt;spoon&gt; aw, cz...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;XD much fun, there was. I also DJed earlier for a while. &lt;a title="chewbacca!"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="tired"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-96001255?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/96001255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/96001255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#96001255' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-95958102</id><published>2003-06-23T15:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-23T15:46:21.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;/me is back&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;back from Indiana, and I can assure you that I had the most delightful time &amp;lt;grimaces&amp;gt;. Not that I would have done anything more productive in that lost weekend, but there are less dull possibilities. I haven't played Civ3 in almost a week, aie! &lt;a title="streamradio"&gt;[XD&lt;/A&gt; &lt;a title="blah"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-95958102?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/95958102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/95958102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#95958102' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-95871014</id><published>2003-06-20T13:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-20T13:28:22.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;GIF liberation day!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Today Unisys' patent on LZW compression expires. I'm going to Bloomington, Indiana for a wedding and won't be back until Sunday, I think. I leave with a couple of jokes. I am not responsible for and physical or mental damage taht may result, the humor is a bit twisted (and now you're gonna read anyway just to see what I mean...):&lt;br/&gt;What is orange and blue, and is at the bottom of a pool? A baby with slashed floaties.&lt;br/&gt;What is blue, red, and orange, and floats on top of a pool? Floaties with a slashed baby. &lt;br/&gt;What's the difference between a truckload of sand and a truckload of babies? You can't shift sand with a pitchfork.&lt;br/&gt;What's the difference between a frozen chicken and a dead baby? I don't have a frozen chicken in my freezer.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I todl you so /me snickers &lt;a title="about to leave"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-95871014?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/95871014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/95871014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#95871014' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-95803140</id><published>2003-06-18T15:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-18T15:26:39.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I'm melting&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;egh, humidity is about 94%, I'm sure. Went and got my instruction permit yesterday, so the roadways are no longer safe. Also, yesterday my team won a soccer match 1-0, despite not being favored to win. Yay. &lt;a title="hennes and cold - sounds of rock"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="blah"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-95803140?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/95803140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/95803140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#95803140' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-95702522</id><published>2003-06-15T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-15T22:24:55.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I lied *hangs head*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.reallifehosting.com/~spoon"&gt;new site&lt;/A&gt; is up, w00t! I'll be re-writing this blog here to match in the next several days. &lt;a title="trance techno, just like whenever I webdesign"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="I am joicing and rejoicing all at once"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-95702522?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/95702522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/95702522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#95702522' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-95690059</id><published>2003-06-15T13:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-15T13:10:30.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;*sighs*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I have not been diligent in making a new website, and I doubt I will be able to have in up in time for the &lt;a href="http://www.hostway.com/highschool"&gt;contest&lt;/A&gt;. Although now I'll have more time to make it better... Also, I saw some former classmates of mine have formed a Smashing Pumpkin-like band, and have a website which they made on Geocities. Like, with the Easy Page Builder or whatever they call it now. I'm gonna rewrite the page to have it look cleaner and to purify the source. No, they don't know - yet XD. Their current page is &lt;a href="http://www.themephistomethod.tk"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a title="white stripes - black math"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="blah"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-95690059?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/95690059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/95690059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#95690059' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-95601276</id><published>2003-06-12T14:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-12T14:26:58.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm still tinkering here, the archives still do not work right. And nothing has happened worth noting in the past few days. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-95601276?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/95601276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/95601276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#95601276' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-95432518</id><published>2003-06-08T14:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-08T14:15:42.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;still working&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I uploaded all of my archives today, so they should show up sometime soon. &lt;a title="hard trance over radio"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="blah"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-95432518?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/95432518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/95432518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#95432518' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-95419194</id><published>2003-06-07T19:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-07T19:36:43.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;so, yeah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;the new site is up and all that. I'm working on getting all of the archives up, but that probably won't happen for a couple days. Today I installed Red Hat Linux on my bad computer, and it is wonderful. Takes some getting used to, but all is good. The Smashing Pumpkins album I ordered the other day came in, too, and provided me with something to listen to during the hour it took to install Linux. &lt;a title="Elf Power - We Dream In Sound"&gt;[XD&lt;/A&gt; &lt;a title="geeky"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-95419194?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/95419194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/95419194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#95419194' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-95380241</id><published>2003-06-06T13:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-06T19:55:57.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20px;"&gt;time to switch now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I'm moving this site over to my free host. The blog there can be found &lt;a href="http://www.reallifehosting.com/~spoon/Blog"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:15px;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. It will be part of a complete site that I am in the process of creating, and should be all sparkly and wonderful in short order. Ah, the joys of no advertising, no storage limit, and no transfer limit XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: I swiched the whole site over to preserve archives and all. I hope links to the old location still work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-95380241?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/95380241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/95380241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#95380241' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-95378888</id><published>2003-06-06T12:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-06T12:48:19.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;rain already will you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;or at least stay overcast and gloomy all day. Either way it'll keep me indoors, although I do need to goto the library of pick up an old Red Hat version to install on my crap PC. If I don't like Red Hat I can always just download Debian (which I would prefer), but Debian's filesize would overflow my hard drive. I will have Linux on the Demon Machine! /me shakes fist &lt;a title="trance" href="http://64.236.34.141:80/stream/1025"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;A title="bored"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-95378888?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/95378888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/95378888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#95378888' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-95339048</id><published>2003-06-05T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-05T14:16:16.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;FREE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;the last day of finals was yesterday, meaning I am free for the summer (until august 14). DJed for two hours total yesterday on a streamradio, then ran out of music. I today purged myself of that music and downloaded more. I also found and hooked up my mic, so I will be able to announce songs not just to the IRC channel. &lt;!-- depression &lt;sighes&gt; --&gt;Nothing happened today, and nothing really happened yesterday. &lt;a title="real life radio" href="http://users.ox.ac.uk/~corp0615/RLR.pls"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="blah"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-95339048?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/95339048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/95339048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#95339048' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-95265100</id><published>2003-06-03T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-03T21:33:08.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;look at the funny long-haired person&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I went to school without glasses today to see if I could piss the dean off, my hair interfering with my vision and all. Couldn't find her, of course. Tomorrow I'll try again. &lt;!-- Cat... Julia... Cat... Julia... AIIE! &lt;head explodes&gt; why must one make such hard decisions? Is it even a decision to be made? Likely tomorrow I'll discover, but I doubt it. Neko-chan wa, vous etes ever enchanting. ((wow, three languages, one sentence)) Julia, how dark you seem recently. ((I wonder if others see my depression the way I see theirs?)) I wish she knew how I felt about her; same to Cat. And I walk in darkness still, walk there yet. --&gt; J'ai téléchargé beaucoup de nouvelle musique... I blame Molly for getting several Sublime songs stuck in my head. &lt;!-- Damn ska --&gt; I'm thinking of recruiting a bunch of classmates to add in AIM or MSN so I can bother them over the summer or next year. &lt;a title="Sublime - Pawn Shop"&gt;[XD&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A title="blah"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-95265100?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/95265100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/95265100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#95265100' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-95214919</id><published>2003-06-02T20:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-03T21:33:37.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;generic lazy title&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Exams this week, there is. Went and tutored a classmate sunday for math -- he paid me, too! I didn't expect that, but it was a pleasant plus. It was way more than he should have given me, too, but I didn't know how much he gave until too much later. A &lt;a href="http://www.innergeek.us/geek.html"&gt;geek test&lt;/a&gt; has labeled me 56.21302% geek; according to the outdated list on the site, that would put me at #8 -- of the near 200000 visitors the thing has had. I even answered all of the questions truely. I've been in IRC for ages, maybe I'll dig out some interesting logs later. Here's some:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;"&gt;Ghaleon: I'm gonna download it. &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;&lt;br/&gt;* MartinBlank smacks Ghaleon&lt;/br&gt;Ghaleon: I'm out of money, dammit.&lt;br/&gt;* surc|TerrenesStomach loans Ghaleon the money to go rent it&lt;br/&gt;Isifer: welkom to the club&lt;br/&gt;Ghaleon: If I like it, I'll buy it. If I don't...&lt;br/&gt;MartinBlank: Not permitted in here, and you know it.&lt;br/&gt;Ghaleon: It gets..... DELETED!&lt;br/&gt;Dj-Gojira: BALEETED!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Usual randomness and nonsense. I see why I spend all day connected ^.^ rather addicting, it is. More:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;"&gt;* cz eats Satsuki.&lt;br/&gt;cz: ARRRR UMMM NUMM NUMMMMMMM&lt;br/&gt;* Satsuki gives CZ indigestion&lt;br/&gt;* cz takes exlax&lt;br/&gt;cz: *fart* scuze me. :P&lt;br/&gt;... later ...&lt;br/&gt;konst: mango why do mangos always walk naked&lt;br/&gt;MrMango: Cus we got nothing to hide :)&lt;br/&gt;* konst eats a naked mango&lt;br/&gt;MrMango: Help! Assualt!&lt;br/&gt;konst: what&lt;br/&gt;konst: mangos taste good&lt;br/&gt;* MrMango has the police take konst away for eating his cousin&lt;br/&gt;spoon: kapow!&lt;br/&gt;* konst puts a piece of mango in mr mangos mouth&lt;br/&gt;Schiffi: crazy spoon&lt;br/&gt;spoon: booooored&lt;br/&gt;konst: eeat mango mango&lt;br/&gt;Schiffi: you can't hava the mango!&lt;br/&gt;MrMango: No! Im kill not eat my own! No matter how good they taste!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;This goes on for quite a while. Have I better things to do in my time? Probably. I'm going to get Pepsi. *is back* I shouldn't run across the house without my glasses on. This blog is an hour in the writing, a record for me. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surc|TerrenesStomach: soon summer surrounds spring&lt;br/&gt;surc|TerrenesStomach: surc suddenly speaks strangely&lt;br/&gt;surc|TerrenesStomach: time ticks till they tell time to take tic-tacs&lt;br/&gt;eskimospoon: meh&lt;br/&gt;VamPyRO: feh&lt;br/&gt;spoon: not nonsense now&lt;br/&gt;surc|TerrenesStomach: many make meh&lt;br/&gt;VamPyRO: damn them.&lt;br/&gt;surc|TerrenesStomach: few fear feh&lt;br/&gt;spoon: same sounds seems similar&lt;br/&gt;surc|TerrenesStomach: four fabulous flamingos feel funky&lt;br/&gt;spoon: alternating letters and like antics!&lt;br/&gt;surc|TerrenesStomach: shall it succeed?&lt;br/&gt;spoon: soon some shall see&lt;br/&gt;surc|TerrenesStomach: Then will they win?&lt;br/&gt;* Tychon grars.&lt;br/&gt;surc|TerrenesStomach: What Tychon, what?&lt;br/&gt;spoon: maybe time may tell&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point of that log? Recently we've been having fun with words and alliteration, rather pointless. Yesterday's conversation on the matter was much, much better; right now, as I logging even now, I can't retreive it. Soooo booored. I should go *do* something, and here I conclude. &lt;a title="Trapt - Headstrong :: aiiiiie! get out of my head you evil song!"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="bored"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-95214919?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/95214919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/95214919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#95214919' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-95056988</id><published>2003-05-29T19:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-29T19:14:26.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;and now done&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Today was my last normal day of school - next week, however, are exams, yeurg. Tomorrow I head over to my future home, IMSA, to take placement exams and all of that stuff. Yesterday I bought another calculator to replace my stolen one; this time I bought a better one. C'est un TI-83+ silver edition, which has oodles more memory and runs faster. &lt;!-- I'm so glad to be done with school, and I'm thankful I can get away from those I dislike now (mainly everyone). Although for all it's worth to be rid of their multitude, the few I will miss seem to outweight the joy of the absense of those I hate. It will be hard next week; likely the last time I will ever see Cat, Allie, Dierdre, Elise, Mike, Jeff, or Kristen. Rachel, Erin, and Julia are close enough that I will likely see them from time to time... These people were the only positive factors in any given day -- all lost. Cat will be the most missed. --&gt; Went to the library, got a sci-fi novel. Since they're just moving into a new building, the library still has all of its music in storage, bah. &lt;!-- largest dose of pseudoephedrine yet today... dunno wat it does to appitiet, but tis supposed to cause depression in time, ha. What about those already depressed? I wouldn't mind. --&gt; &lt;a title="Placebo - Pure Morning"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="blah"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-95056988?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/95056988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/95056988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#95056988' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-94842379</id><published>2003-05-24T19:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-24T19:03:45.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;so much sci-fi and let me pretend there isn't much time...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I've been reading next to nonstop in the past several days, and getting little sleep as result. Good, all good they are. I'll list a few (I won't list authors, can't remember all). &lt;i&gt;Beauty in the Night&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Moon Six&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Escape Route&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Echoes&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Marrow&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;The Pipes of Pan&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Frost Painting&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Lethe&lt;/i&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;Winter Fire&lt;/i&gt;. There are six stories left in the collection thing, I'll list the good ones later. Yesterday was the sectional track meet, and as I didn't run I can't goto the state meet. So the season is over, except that the deranged sadist who coachs had us practice today, and also on Monday, despite that it is regarded as a legal holiday. No one actually runs sees justice in these two practices... although how little I accomplish complaining about it. I just discovered today that I own &lt;i&gt;Disraeli Gears&lt;/i&gt;, a Cream album which (of course) I was previously unaware of possesing. Three days of school left, then three days of finals. I hate days in which the weather isn't unpleasant, as my parents force me outside. I'd like to stay on the Wired all day, and I would if I had the choice. &lt;a title="Real Life Radio -- I haven't said anything of how I dJ for this station on occasion. So I will now: I DJ for this station on occasion. There are a large number of DJs, and many of them sing on occasion, others frequently rant. Yes, I am trying to make this alt tag as long as possible." href="http://www.reallifecomics.com/rlradio/rlradio.pls"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="so-so"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-94842379?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/94842379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/94842379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#94842379' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-94757590</id><published>2003-05-22T17:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-22T17:28:42.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Civ3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've playing Civilization III altogether too much in the past week -- tis an addicting thing, it is. I've noticed recently that I am not speaked english properly again (you say "you just realised that?"). I'm been using past tense in many situations where I should be used present tense, resulting in confusing-to-read writing and speech. I also have been placing the object of a sentence after the subject but before the noun. Usually the tense problem occurs in writing, while the mislocated object is mainly in speech. Today was the last day of track practice; tomorrow is sectionals, and after that (as I'm not going to the state meet) it is over. We leave school early (around 1:00) to goto sectionals, and week after that I skip school for placement tests at IMSA. I have been reading too much sci-fi recently, although that isn't a bad thing. I'm thinked of subscribing to &lt;i&gt;Asimov's &lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;F&amp;SF&lt;/i&gt; for a monthly dose of the stuff, rather than rereading anthologies from the library. Or maybe I will be able to garner some from the Wired. I read a really good one the other day; is &lt;i&gt;Echoes&lt;/i&gt;, by Alan Bennett (if I remember correctly). It's about a genetically engineered girl who was designed to be a prodegy piano player. Mistakenly, she also has the ability to see other possible instances of herself (operating under the assumption that every choice or probability creates another universe). She sees other possibles selves of herself, and is driven mad by them until she learns to cope with her ability. Rather hauning in a way, but it was an excellent story. I just discovered that winamp has a feature that will play mpeg's or avi's fullscreen. &lt;a title="Cream - Sunshine of Your Love"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="busy'&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-94757590?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/94757590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/94757590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#94757590' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-94514373</id><published>2003-05-17T18:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-17T18:12:24.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;you have five seconds to tell me what the &lt;i&gt;kenpo jushichijo&lt;/i&gt; was&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Googling not allowed. I'm going a paper on the Yamato, Nara, and Heian periods of Japan. Tis getting tedious, it is; I've been at it all day. I also was in IRC all day until now -- the log for just one of the channels was 37 pages long when opened in Word. iTurf seems vacant -- it seems everyone has a life but me, ha. My hair keeps getting ing my eyes because I'm not wearing my glasses. I'll probably have some cold chinese food for dinner - I live off that stuff. And pepsi, of course, one needs the caffeine. I confirmed that I would be attending IMSA next year. I'll be getting a computer to take with when I leave to live there. Which reminds me -- this lump of silicon and scrap metal doesn't have enough spare hard drive space to install Civilization 3, which I did buy today. I need to get back to writing that paper. &lt;a title="The Flaming Lips - Fight Test"&gt;[XD&lt;/A&gt; &lt;a title="cynical"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-94514373?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/94514373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/94514373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#94514373' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-94478911</id><published>2003-05-16T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-16T20:21:53.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;aaahg, I need sleep&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I have found that on average, for every hour I'm awake I have slept for 12 minutes. Seems like alot until it's converted into five days... that's 24 hours of sleep in 120 hours. Most normal people sleep for 20 minutes for each hour, which comes to 40 hours of sleep in 120 hours. Over five days I an short 16 hours of sleep. I owe my consciousness to caffeine. I also downloaded an IRC client now, so can communicate better via Wired. It has been a looong week. &lt;a title="ELP - Tarkus"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="tired"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-94478911?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/94478911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/94478911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#94478911' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-94417817</id><published>2003-05-15T18:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-15T18:36:07.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;^.^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The kind souls at Google have nicely fixed a bug in my experimental FTP-based blog. Once I'm positive it's foolproof I'll be moving on over there. &lt;a title="blah"&gt;#&lt;/A&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-94417817?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/94417817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/94417817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#94417817' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-94163258</id><published>2003-05-11T15:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-11T15:51:01.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;melee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Around eigthteen pages of reports or essays are due in the next five days. I have six done now, and am in no mood to continue. Also, I was fiddling around with hosting a new FTP-based blog, and at the same time I tested a new Blogger version, dubbed 'Dano'. Despite bugs, Dano looks wonderful and all that. It sorrowed me to return to normal blogger to post this. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;hehe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It seems Spoon put at least one link to here on &lt;a href="http://leplep.pitas.com"&gt;LepLep&lt;/a&gt;... eh, click the link, fuel the vicious cycle of linkage. XD&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Aha! I have found from where she linked me! Mark this under coincidence: "Spoon-Blog :: LOOK! It's another blog and the blogger's name is also Spoon! &gt;XD And Leplep is linked, too! *amazed* (I'm linked because my name is also Spoon &gt;XD)" hehe... &lt;a title="Alice in Chains - Sea of Sorrow"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="so-so"&gt;#&lt;/A&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-94163258?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/94163258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/94163258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#94163258' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-94124245</id><published>2003-05-10T18:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-10T18:44:45.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;w00t!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Got my letter of acceptance to IMSA today. I am uber-rejoiceful. &lt;a title="Effiel 65 - Blue"&gt;[XD&lt;/A&gt; &lt;a title="ecstatic"&gt;#&lt;/A&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-94124245?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/94124245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/94124245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#94124245' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-94086299</id><published>2003-05-09T21:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-09T21:45:30.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;ping&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I've gone ping-happy again. On request of a fellow forum poster at the &lt;a href="http://www.reallifeforums.com"&gt;Real Life Forums&lt;/a&gt;, I have been pinging &lt;i&gt;66.69.5.40 -t -l 1024 -f -w 1000&lt;/i&gt;. Currently I'm taking out my frustration at &lt;a href="http://www.spoon.com"&gt;American Spoon Foods&lt;/a&gt;. Have relatives over currently; they're leaving me alone for the most part. Mowed the lawn today - first time of the year. I'm also purchasing Smashing Pumpkins' Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness soon. &lt;a title="Alice in Chains - Would"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="eh, so-so"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-94086299?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/94086299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/94086299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#94086299' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-93966759</id><published>2003-05-07T22:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-07T22:07:05.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;mini&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I need to burn some more onto mini. Currently I have no Alice in Chains on mini, so I must cause a fillage for that lackage. I really despise busywork which panicky teachers assign because they paranoidishly assume that they haven't taught us anything. Today was wretched for a myriad of reasons. &lt;!-- namely, I have a freakishly minute 100mg of caffeine today, and no other stimulants. And thus I was depressed. As well, I hate everyone. And I hate how everyone acts. And I hate how everyone won't fucking leave me alone. If I want to talk, I will talk. I am not a social person. I do not often like to talk. So when I speak, consider it good enough to make up for my silence. etc. People regard me as a role model yet despise my opinions. &lt;br /&gt;Hypocrites -- don't you see that it is the plus knowlegde you say I hold over you that helps form these opinions?! It isn't your place to damn my goodwill when you are too fucking naive to see its benefits! arg. --&gt; Tomorrow is thursday -- one week before application results from IMSA are mailed. &lt;a title="flaming lips - the spark that bled"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="blah"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;!-- if it wasn't obvious, I use 'blah' in place of 'depressed' for fear that someone who knows me will read this and say something to someone who could give me medicines to re-write my mind how they want --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-93966759?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/93966759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/93966759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#93966759' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-93901486</id><published>2003-05-06T21:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-06T21:29:23.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;How long til the weekend?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I'm sick and tired of this week already. In fact, I'm don't think I'd mind if we zoomed right on into summer now. However, today was the best track day yet - twas warm enough to properly run; I had the most excellent long run. I reached the point at which I forgot I was running; running became involuntary, like breathing. I also had a bit of fun at &lt;a href="http://www.try2hack.nl"&gt;Try2Hack&lt;/a&gt; today. Went to level three so far, then focused on homework. Lvl3 puzzled me a bit, but I'm forming a rough idea in my head as to how to do it. Levels one and two were extremely easy, however. Currently I'm checking various domains for availability. I need a domain. &lt;a title="Alice in Chains - Dirt"&gt;[XD&lt;/A&gt; &lt;a title="manic"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-93901486?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/93901486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/93901486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#93901486' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-93839764</id><published>2003-05-05T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-05T21:47:22.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;music&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I have discovered Alice in Chains. Fortunately, I bought a nice load of minidiscs at CompUSA the other day, so I room to store my new sounds. &lt;A href="http://www.hostway.com/highschool"&gt;Hostway has a web design competition for Chicagoland highschoolers.&lt;/a&gt; I must make an uberly-fantasnifigant site and win -- first prize is a $2500 scholarship and a paid summer internship. &lt;!-- I took 120mg of pseudoephedrine this morn - I'm going to to that again. Probably with a larger dose. Sudafed hopefully isn't addictive -- if not, it's a better alternative to addictive caffeine, although higher doses are needed for pseudoephedrine highs. --&gt; I found a few interesting microscopic images that I have applied to my desktop - they look very pyschedelic. Currently I'm using one of a Pentium processor, although I might use the AMD or the liquid crystal display image soon, too. I also have caffeine, video card, and peach. Strawberry, unfortunatly, wasn't available. &lt;a title="Alice in Chains - Would"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="manic"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-93839764?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/93839764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/93839764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#93839764' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-93683005</id><published>2003-05-02T20:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-02T20:47:32.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;kill&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Target is still sold completely out of minidiscs. I bothered them about their absent stock a week ago. I need minidiscs. &lt;!-- jenna signed in as '4:20'. Is this suggestive of narcotic use? If so, she should fucking well tell rather than playing naive. I could do with a source. --&gt;&lt;a title="trail of dead - mach shnau"&gt;[XD&lt;/A&gt; &lt;a title="irritable"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-93683005?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/93683005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/93683005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#93683005' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-93630811</id><published>2003-05-01T21:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-01T21:45:26.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;sometimes a title just doesn't work&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Now especially. I have nothing in mind right now to write about, but I feel like writing. So I try to find a topic to start on, dontcha know... reminds me of 2nd grade when I'd journal about having nothing to journal about, except now I'm journaling for the heck of it and I still don't have anything to go on about. Two of my classmates were fined and punished for smoking the other day... I wasn't in to cheery a mood to start, but what happened to them wasn't pleasant. So they're both nicotine addicts, right? Without judging how they got to that state, I'll continue. During a retreat they were forbidden to go outside (where they would have smoked), so instead light up in their rooms. One of their classmates decided to rat them out, and the tale is obvious from there. They two should have had gum or a patch or whatnot; it isn't like they didn't know that they likely wouldn't be able to satisfy their cravings. There really isn't a right side in the issue. I despise grammer. It isn't right to use indefinite pronouns. Prepositions aren't good words to end sentences with. Etc. Crap. If the English language has been degraded to the point at which how I write is understandable, it's gone too far already. Bah, to be solely were information is, without the inmeasurable dataless hell and chaos interferring. Lain has it well, Chisa better; no physical at all. Oh, look. It's 9:45. I've been writing this intermittantly for a while; I've been screwing around with my FTP account and all that. hmm. &lt;a title="Zwan - Jesus I / Mary, Star of the Sea"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="blah"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-93630811?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/93630811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/93630811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#93630811' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-93364903</id><published>2003-04-27T18:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-27T18:34:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;As of today (24/7/3), here is the third google result for 'spoon blog'. &lt;a title="see links thingie"&gt;LepLep&lt;/a&gt; placed directly below at fourth. The second place died 6 february, and the first result is mussed coz it isn't written up well. *blinks* so yeah. I'd put up a robot.txt, but I have nowhere to put it due to this service. I NEED A DOMAIN! &lt;a title="nirvana - school"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="so-so"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-93364903?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/93364903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/93364903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#93364903' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-93358110</id><published>2003-04-27T15:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-27T15:50:09.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;fear not, for I have returned victorious (somewhat)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Math team brought home third place from the state competition. My calculator team placed second (!) while my relay was 6th. In state. &lt;!-- wai, how wonderful Elise is (depressing note: again). It was blatantly obvious, however, that the mutual attraction existed. Maybe I'm just fantasizing or being delusional, however... I damn well better not be. --&gt; &lt;a title="fine. good. normal. whatever."&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-93358110?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/93358110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/93358110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#93358110' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-93220546</id><published>2003-04-24T23:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-24T23:12:36.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;so what happened here?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I redesigned. I've taken a liking to my current image at top there. It has Alice, Dr. Strangelove, Piro, and assorting stick figures. The backgrounf image the text currently rests on is of rather interesting origins. It started as a gif of seaweed. The palette was so small that when I reversed the colors, a wash of green gunk appeared. I then made the image more neutrally colored by turning it closer to white. I then saved as a jpeg. The link to blogger at right is in Alpha Centauri font. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;ahhg, the past week&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It's been busy beaucoup. Today I was at school for a grand total of fourteen hours. Tomorrow there's a track meet. Saturday I spend all day downstate for the state math team competition. Today for the calculator team we scored our highest yet - 14/20 right - with only four people (three discounted my waste of space). I have three correct ones myself, however. Previously I haven't even answered that many. I am very tired, and sleeping doesn't help &lt;!-- coz I have fucking time to sleep. Barring that, I can't sleep anyway. --&gt;.&lt;!-- everyone hates me. why; know not I, but it is blatantly obvious. People are going out of their way to avoid me, it seems. Others act completely different around me. For the first category, it seems that Elise has been avoiding me. Danielle doesn't need to be mentioned; over the past three months her avoiding me has been a given. Then Rachel and Dierdre act completely different towards me. Rachel most oddly; I have known her for four years, yet she is more open to people she met not five months ago. She seems more formal when speaking to me. Many people do; I almost feel that I'm being used as a resource, like a walking search engine. At convenience am I referenced. Cat seems more lovely than ever; I know that thinking of her is fey; for me will she be never; I have no influence on that way. Life is pointless and miserable. Not just for me, it's just that I don't deny it. How people can live 80 years in this hell is beyond me. Are they purposely naive? Why have they taken the blue pill? Just for comfort? --&gt; I must depart this wired, but I'd like to stay connected much longer. Tis a pity the real calls, however. &lt;a title="the sounds of silence \n no, I really amn't listening to anything"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="tired"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-93220546?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/93220546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/93220546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#93220546' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-92940691</id><published>2003-04-20T13:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-20T13:44:39.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Nirvana&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Not the state of existance, the band, doncha know. When I first heard them nine months ago, I thought that they weren't much good. I tried 'em again now, and I'm frankly amazed at how much they've improved since then &amp;lt;grins madly&amp;gt;&lt;br/&gt;I'm thinking to revamping. I'm getting tired of this layout. Now that I have Photoshop it'll be better looking, I hope. I plan to incorporate Dom or Piro (MegaTokyo) somehow, but I also need Alice (of Wonderland) to be here in at least some form. Ohh! MegaTokyo! Chapter 4 started Friday. And Sarr Chasm, tis a pity. Sarr Chasm has temporarily paused for a regroup, so there aren't any updates til August, pity pity. Yesterday I went to RadioShack and bought a silly cable thingie to hook my mini player to my sound system. I also need to buy a decent headset. And I need to hunt for a good new computer to buy. I'd like not to have WinXP, or if I have it, also run Linux on a multi-boot environment. Only problem with that is that OpenMG jukebox, which I use to put music on my mini, won't work, so I'll need to retain this old win98 box I'm on now. &lt;a title="Nirvana - the Man Who Sold the World"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="busy"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-92940691?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/92940691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/92940691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#92940691' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-92860845</id><published>2003-04-18T17:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-18T17:48:43.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;irritability&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Yesterday I spend nine hours after school at a track meet I didn't run it. As if that wouldn't piss me off enough, it was cold, wet, and we received threatening threats when we tried to sit down. I am not extremely pleased. Today I cleaned up 300 megs of disk space by getting rid of spyware -- not too shabby, although I hadta reboot in DOS twice and Safe Mode once to get it all. The founder of Cydoor should be dragged out into the street and shot. &lt;a href="http://www.reallifecomics.com/rlradio/rlradio.pls" title="Real Life Radio"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="so-so"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-92860845?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/92860845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/92860845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#92860845' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-92753338</id><published>2003-04-16T21:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T21:40:09.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;coldness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I have an ice pack on my shin now, as shin splints have resumed their ritual torture of me. &lt;!-- and so has Tom. This bastard hasn't the sense to kill himself and let the world rejoice at his absense. I don't think I've mentioned him before, but he and Emily were seeing eachother for a short while (he was seeing other people at the same time, so no loss for him). Since I've seen him 'committed', I know the ass he is. Kristen also debuts this post, I believe. I know almost nothing of her, but whatever I see or hear of her I like. She seems pessimistic. She also is a friend of Elise, a good thing. --&gt; Yesterday my class took a day off to see &lt;i&gt;Romeo and Juliet&lt;/i&gt; at the Shakespeare theater on Navy Pier in Chicago. Twas so-so. &lt;!-- but while there Julia spend beaucoup time with Tom. Tom had two other girls with him the entire time, as well. Elise seemed to think he had good intentions flirting around so; Kristen, to my surprise, rebuked her rather sternly for that opinion. I hope I can reveal to them the bad side of Tom before they find it themselves. --&gt; At least no school, albiet I did have track. &lt;!-- Kristen rivals Cat for beauty, I'll admit now --&gt; I'm attempting to find basic usage rules for the language of Tagalog, but to no avail. I think 'ng' is the tagalog equiv of 'of'; not sure. &lt;a title="layer 1 of serial experiments lain"&gt;[XD&lt;/A&gt; &lt;a title="blah"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-92753338?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/92753338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/92753338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#92753338' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-92463619</id><published>2003-04-11T21:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-11T21:30:18.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[insert your own title]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;[insert your own cheery message] [insert your own complaint]&lt;br/&gt;heh, now you have a blog. I'm really quite not much to say-ative at the now due to that nothing I would potentially say (of which are none) needs be said. ph34r my grammar, ha. &lt;!-- julia... or the small possibility of cat? &gt;.&lt; I wish I were empathic. --&gt; oh - beaucoup concerts soon &amp;lt;lists&amp;gt; Trail of Dead, 24 april; Lollapolloza (with Queens of the Stone Age), July 12; Jethro Tull, August 22,26, and 30.&lt;a title="nirvana - heart shaped box"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="blah"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-92463619?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/92463619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/92463619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#92463619' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-92329080</id><published>2003-04-09T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-09T20:41:37.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;back&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Back from vacation, but unable to post before due to overload of work. My minidisc player is wonderful, as I knew full well it would be. I read &lt;i&gt;Throught the Looking Glass&lt;/i&gt; yesterday - it's every bit as good as &lt;i&gt;Alice in Wonderland&lt;/i&gt;. I think I'll name those two books my two favourite children's books... In biology today we started the bit in the nervous system section on drugs. Instructor says we'll be experimenting, ha. Discussion led to a talk about an old game called Endorfun, for which I will begin purging Kazaa momentarily. And once again I've begun listening more to acid rock. Coincidence all of these, maybe, or divine intervention? If so, I should take the hint... I am sick and tired of school already. One more quarter left, however, but it won't end soon enough. A personality disorder test today showed I am paranoid, schizoid, schizotypal, antisocial, borderline, avoidant, and obsessive-compulsive. But said it then afterwards that only a professional quack can decide for sure, but it had no problems recommending I buy a list of books and all that. I feel quite true as I am, and my thoughts are much the same - I needn't have their meds to mess up my head. I'm a poet and didn't even know it - that rhymed, so I'll keep up the time. lol. Enough of that now, I've reread my post to now and what I read made precious little sense when one applies normal grammar, which I now note in retrospect you shouldn't have. &lt;a title="jefferson airplane - white rabbit"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="tired, manic"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-92329080?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/92329080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/92329080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#92329080' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-91451260</id><published>2003-03-26T20:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-26T20:27:32.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;je suis paresseux&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;j'ai besoin de faire les devoirs... j'en ai marre, however. I'm overloaded with busywork. I bought a minidisc player sunday, it should arrive soon. I've downloaded beaucoup music, which now clogs my small hard drive. It's all good music, I'm happy. Je vais a l'etate de Florida dans deux jour, vendredi. I'll be missing track practice Friday to leave for Florida, too, w00t! &lt;!-- today was up and down. Yet another reason to fear that I'm bipolar. I had no less than four distinct swings from manic to depressed - from content to suicidal. Now I'm not happy, I'm more suicidal again. Life is miserable. Today I learned Elise is persuing the interests of one else - I might have figured she would, but I didn't know. It seems whenever I strive to acheive something an uncontrollable force takes it away from me - whenever I would like something powers I have no influence over snatch it away. Everything is pointless - it all is unattainable. Nothing is as it seems, it's all tucked away, waiting until it strays you far enough off path, and then it reveals itself. I note many people fail to recognize they've been so duped. I need out of this life. I'm fucking tired of living two lives - none is soo much better. I'm fucking tired of life. Even if I make IMSA, for what am I going? to lengthen my torment..? --&gt; I've noticed I usually speak an incomprehensible gibberish. Many mistake my mode of speach as mumbling, but in reality they just don't understand it. I freely interchange french and english. I use words no one else does (who else on this planet says 'fey'?). I also have odd pronounciation means. Accent, if you will. I don't speak English without effort - usually it's just my gibberish. I talk this way to myself, now that others first hear of it they have no clue. Listening to losts of music now, I am. I need to find something to eat before I die of boredom &lt;a title="jimi hendrix - all along the watchtower"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="roller coaster"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-91451260?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/91451260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/91451260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#91451260' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-91155120</id><published>2003-03-21T18:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-21T18:54:17.513-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;friday at last&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;/me dies laughing :: &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.com/comics/daily.asp?sfile=ft030321"&gt;foxtrot&lt;/a&gt; tis wonderful today! haha! I am extremely tired. Tomar track is at nine, so I get little extra sleep. Spring break is only a week away... it will be the focal point of the next week for me. &lt;a title="pink floyd - wish you were here"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="tired"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-91155120?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/91155120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/91155120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#91155120' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-91030042</id><published>2003-03-19T20:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-19T20:33:54.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;war = 'we are right'... arrogant empire, yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I loved &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.com/comics/daily.asp?sfile=nq030319"&gt; today Non Sequitur&lt;/a&gt;. But at the same time I despise the concept. And here we have US troops now working their way into Iraq, TAKING OVER A SOVREIGN NATION LIKE IRAQ ITSELF WAS PUNISHED FOR IN THE GULF WAR, and no one's countering. Other than the Iraqi. It is a pity that the world has come to a state that it is dominated by a bully that topples governments for the heck of it. &lt;br/&gt; Ugh, I'm doing all of the homework I missed being sick. &lt;!-- I'm still depressed. While I was sick I was pretty much manic (as well as you can be while ill), but I've gone back to this normal. I had a lot of time to think over my illness. Now that I can think without pounding headaches I see how true my ponders were. There is no point to life - I should end mine now. I've always considered myself a pessimist, but it is pure optimism that keeps me alive. Despite that life will always be misable suffering, some part of my looks at a remote possibility and turns it into something worth waiting to hear the results of. I do not think I will be here next year if not accepted to IMSA - I haven't consciencely put my hopes up, but I cannot live this hell longer. IMSA would allow to pretty much escape. --&gt;&lt;a title="pink floyd - money"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="blah"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-91030042?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/91030042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/91030042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#91030042' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-90934610</id><published>2003-03-18T11:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-18T11:46:48.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I need something to do&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;like homework. So far I've already been absent two days - I'm going to be dying when that workload gets dumped on me at once. And yet I'm stuck here. I might be enjoying myself, but MSN is messed up, and my internet has been overall shitty today. My fever hasn't been as bad today as it has been before, so I hope that's a good sign. Windows Media Player has been messing up my computer, and my telnet client doesn't seem to like working either. Why is it that whenever I need things the most they don't work? &lt;a title="miserable"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-90934610?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/90934610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/90934610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#90934610' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-90859980</id><published>2003-03-17T10:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-17T10:03:28.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;still sick&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Hadta skip school today. At least I have moer time to write the papers that were supposed to be due today... I'm running scripts in tradewars - DGPi opened a new game a week or two ago; I'm not the dominant character in the game yet. I need a minion to help my corp. I also despise the newbies who buy crappy ships. Seriously, if you buy a Constellation, you should be shot. &lt;a title="yabai"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-90859980?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/90859980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/90859980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#90859980' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-90767884</id><published>2003-03-15T11:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-15T11:22:56.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;-_-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;/me is ill. I missed track today and tomorrow because I am ill. On top of having a throbbing headache, I have two papers to write and no motivation to do so. One of my papers is for p.e. What I would like to know is WHAT PHYSICAL BENEFIT TO I GET FROM &lt;i&gt;WRITING&lt;/i&gt;? I would be less irked if this particular essay wasn't such a pain, and didn't require as much effort. It's recommended that this paper be anywhere from 8-20 pages - that being, half a term paper in length to more than a term paper in length. I am not pleased. My other paper is considerably shorter, but I still don't feel like doing any of it. &lt;a title="Baudelaire - Trail of Dead"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="ill"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-90767884?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/90767884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/90767884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#90767884' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-90684241</id><published>2003-03-13T20:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-13T20:43:25.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;to be considered...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Signing onto blogger just now, I can swear I didn't enter my pas correctly. I pounded random nonsense on the keyboard. I'm fairly sure all that I did was re-enter amy username. But nonetheless it let me it. Maybe I subconsciencely typed the right pass, or maybe it's mussed up. &lt;b&gt;owch&lt;/b&gt; me has a most awful headache, and I'm still sick (fever, too), arg. Only two (i think) my people questioned my communism today... I asked one if he knew what Communism was - turns out he didn't. Neither has anyone else, either... but this is the first admitted case of ignorance in this matter. &amp;lt;sighs&amp;gt; &lt;a title="All Your Base Are Belong to Us"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="sick"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-90684241?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/90684241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/90684241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#90684241' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-90626107</id><published>2003-03-12T21:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-12T21:06:21.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;arg... tis only wednesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Yesterday I had a track meet at West Chicago (it was an indoor meet). I ran a 400 in a sluggish 65 seconds. Meh. During a break between events I got to talking (!) with a couple of people who were running a relay with me. The topic of politics came up somehow, probably because I displayed disgust when one suggested just invading Iraq and assasinating a certain head of state there. Eventually the tide of conversation turned to the party loyaties held. They were all normal main-party minions. I kept silent as I always had in the past to avoid fierce debate. When inquisitioned I did mention my Communist ideals, to which they &lt;i&gt;automatically&lt;/i&gt; referenced Nazi Germany. I cannot fully express my loathing for this naive understanding of international politics. Being of the gossipy type, they naturally have told everyone they've come in hearing distance of about my political standing. So today I had a flood of people questioning me. "Are you a Communist?". "Are you really a Communist?". "You're not really a Communist, right?". Etc. I knew this before, but today it became apparent that &lt;i&gt;no one knows what Communism is&lt;/i&gt;. Which is quite disappointing - I mean, having a complete breach of understanding for such a rudimentary concept? Nearly everyone seems to not be able to distingush Communism from its complete opposite, Facism, despite that they can name in an instant the variations that seperate the Republican and Democratic parties. It is highly discouraging to see how narrow-minded society is. &lt;a title="Queens of the Stone Age - Avon"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="frustrated"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-90626107?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/90626107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/90626107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#90626107' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-90420515</id><published>2003-03-09T16:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-09T16:44:44.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;w00t! j'ai photoshop!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I've been playing with my newly acquired PhotoShop recently... &lt;a href="http://thumtaq.freewebspace.com/loganpass1.jpg"&gt;another Logan Pass edit&lt;/a&gt; resulted, as well as a desktop image that features a mountain and a UFO. fun, very fun. That's about all I've done today &lt;a title="obsessed"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-90420515?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/90420515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/90420515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#90420515' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-90378253</id><published>2003-03-08T19:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-09T16:41:10.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;most irritating headache, I have. &lt;!-- parents just confronted me because they think I might be depressed... fucking about time, doncha know. I've only been suicidal what, five weeks? I lied to them - I don't care. The naive idiots better not have believed me. I intend to denounce religion to them soon as well - I can't stand it any longer. If I'm mainc depressive, then the past four years of my life make more sense - especially the last six months. --&gt; hurts to swallow, and all that. I developed my first &lt;a href="http://thumtaq.freewebspace.com/loganpass.jpg"&gt;somewhat well edited photo&lt;/a&gt; today. I like it, despite that it looks like crap. I'd like to get a copy of Photoshop soon. &lt;a title="yabai"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-90378253?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/90378253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/90378253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#90378253' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-90365627</id><published>2003-03-08T13:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-08T13:33:13.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&amp;lt;grins&amp;gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://groups.msn.com/isapi/fetch.dll?action=MyPhotos_GetPubPhoto&amp;PhotoID=nFAAAALwEgCDHQmRwj3ugnX1E6BlVYYTclHvIn!Wd!gnDUdKEdObstg" align="right"&gt;Khris has made an iTurf character for me... is very correct appearance-wise, except that it lacks glasses. I added glasses and made the hair longer, but I think I killed it. My revision is what the one you see here is. I don't really feel like typing much now. I'll probably post again later. &lt;a title="sick"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-90365627?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/90365627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/90365627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#90365627' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-90334995</id><published>2003-03-07T20:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-07T20:34:33.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;my nemesis has struck again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;This is going to be a post heavy in references to Trade Wars 2002. If you are wholly unfamilar with BBSes, prepare to be bewildered. Right. So an age ago I started playing Trade Wars on &lt;a href="telnet:www.dobbbs.com"&gt;DOB BBS&lt;/a&gt;. I quickly became an enemy of one by the name of Greywolffe, on account of a rather atrocious attack he made on me after luring me into a false sense of security. Embittered by warfare ever since, the universe has a multitude of signs of our conflict, be they inter-corporational or individual. So grey goes away for a while, and his account is deleted for inactivity. I bask in the pleasure of knowing that I outlasted him, and the universe is at peace. Then he comes back, joins a corporation that my corp is allied to (in a fasion). Apparently now he is using his corp's funds to wage war against my own corp - one does not go about invaded heavily shielded planets in a corp bubble for no reason. As I played not 15 minutes ago, I renewed our bloodbath once more. I hunted down one of his corp ships using a limpet mine (careless fool, he was). Destroyed the IC they had, and left figs for them - the sector I attacked was at the mouth of a rouge merc bubble that grey's corp was attempting to conquer. I hope I have inconvenienced him.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;i will not turn you into a frog...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;...because I am not Harry Potter. I will not tatoo a lightning nolt on my forehead, because I do not wish to be Harry Potter. In fact, if I never heard Harry's name again I would feel no loss. arg. I am extremely tired, as usual. Tomar I have to arise in time to torture myself again at 8:30. I wish that on saturdays I COULD ACTUALLY SLEEP! But no - I have to run. And run. And run. And be around people I hate, and wake early, etc. On a saturday. On what should be one of my two days out of seven that I shouldn't have to run, or wake early, or deal with people I hate. I need sleep. &lt;!-- I need a train. Not a freight one, those go too slow. I need to go to Wheaton to find a commuter train --&gt; &lt;a title="ten years after world war IV - man... or astroman?"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="yabai (once again)"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-90334995?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/90334995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/90334995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#90334995' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-90275762</id><published>2003-03-06T20:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-06T20:40:48.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&amp;lt;sighs&amp;gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I am completely and utterly exhausted. I also have to take the garbage out, wash the table, and finish my homework. Today I found that in short time I have a [limitless] page report (think kowai) due for gym, and the instructor has given objectives for the paper soo* vague that I have no idea what he wants done (honestly, coaches should not be allowed to teach). Today was a dress down day, but I didn't wear all black today, seeing as my only black sweatshirt has a school logo on it, and tomorrow is a 'spirit + pride' day, which allows me to dress down provided my shirt has a school logo on it. I'll be in black tomorrow. To spite Khris I'll also post that I'm wearing all black tomar on iTurf, just to see what she says.&lt;br/&gt;[later] I'm now done with homework... wai~ for me. je n'ai pas something productive to do other than what I don't want to do. I think I'll just sit here and blog, which is what I am doing... *awakage* j'ai besoin de dormir maintenant &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; &lt;a title="Eisenhower and the Hippies by Man... or Astroman?"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="yabai"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; * 'soo' is the natural extension of 'so' in the manner that 'too' extends 'to'. You might say, 'I need caffeine so I'll drink a Pepsi' or 'This clamp is hurting my head so I'll take it off'. To extend that, you'd say 'I soo need caffeine so I am getting a Pepsi' or 'the requirements are soo vague'. I have elucidated that soo well that it makes sense? Note that 'soo' is pronounced the same as 'so', in just the manner that 'too' is pronounced the same and 'to'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-90275762?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/90275762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/90275762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#90275762' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-90216827</id><published>2003-03-05T21:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-05T21:58:26.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;rar! aku chuck-san!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br/&gt;School today was a delayed start, rather than a full-blown snow day. No one was pleased, so it can be said that today's school was entirely devoid of merit. The periods were 26 minutes long, too, so nothing got done. It was just a waste of time - we know lack 5 hours of our lives that could have been spent in a enjoyable manner! &amp;lt;shakes fist&amp;gt; And track was fun (to be honest, I do think it *was* the best day as of yet). Ran through knee-deep snow for a warm-up (what part of sub-freezing temperatures gives them right to call it a 'warm-up'?). Once again we were bombarded with busy work homework, and once again I did the math homeowrk that is due sometime in the future (I've given up caring when it's due - I'll already have it done well over by then). Eh, it's 10 - I need sleep. Not that I'll likely get any, that is &lt;a title="Led Zeppelin - the Ocean"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="blah"&gt;#&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-90216827?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/90216827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/90216827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#90216827' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-90150857</id><published>2003-03-04T20:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-04T20:54:54.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&amp;gt; yuki = better soro soro(or before 6h+demie demain)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Bunchs of snow is expected overnight, and I know the principle (who decides about snow days) doesn't want to work tomorrow as much as I. There was a nice long blog typed out here, but it was lost when a function malfunctioned, etc. My gym coach is completely computer illiterate. It's rather entertaining to hear him talk about computers, however, since he doesn't know diddysquat about them. In lab looking up junk for such and such, and he's attempting to help people... "oh, no, you can't do that. You have to type the yoo-are-ell in the address locator window so that the internet explorer will latch onto the proper database stream." &amp;lt;grins madly&amp;gt; I really like it when teachers attempt to make themselves look smart be using words they don't know the meaning of or stating incorrect facts... So very amusing. My social studies instructor (I take that back - the football coach I have who has his pupils read a social studies book) once told the class that "the government has broken Microsoft into several small companies". When I questioned him on the matter, he said that he also though Microsoft Word had been made it's own company.... I have three teachers who do this blantantly, and I suspect the rest are a bit more subtle. I've noticed recently that I speak usually an incomprehensible mixture of english, french, and japanese. See title. &lt;a title="borrowed term, so what"&gt;&lt;b&gt;social blogging:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/khristomophelle"&gt;Khris&lt;/a&gt; believes the phrase 'weapons of mass destruction' should be banned - I say I must agree. Although I'd also ban the words 'nuke', 'Iraq', 'Osama', 'terrorism', and 'Saddam', as well. &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/zestifyingagent"&gt;Esty&lt;/a&gt; has been reported to have suicidal thoughts, which comes shortly after admitting homosexuality. &lt;!-- sugoi, esty, wai pour toi! Pas vraiment - will be hard to live with, 'specially suicidal part. I would despise one to told others thoughts I confided in them - which is why I haven't. People are not to be trusted. Saa, from time to time you'll find one who can be trusted, but not normally. Esty, you live the life I would if I were female and were less anti-social. That's really why I read your blog - I identify, not in reality, but in some parallel universe, and alternate demension. --&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/omar20003000"&gt;Omar&lt;/A&gt; still hasn't updated, shame on him. &lt;a title="flaming lips - a spoonful weights a ton"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="wakaranai"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-90150857?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/90150857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/90150857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#90150857' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-90088172</id><published>2003-03-03T21:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-03T21:11:58.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;so near, so far &lt;!-- how lost I am --&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Source Tags &amp; Codes came in today. Trail of Dead outdid themselves with this album, tis tres good. Went out running in the snow today for track, which wasn't fun in the least, seeing as, well, we were running in the snow. The wind chill was lower than normal as well. There is almost no chance of a snow day tomorrow, although tomorrow night there is 4-8 inches in the forecast... &amp;lt;crosses fingers&amp;gt; coz I really need a break from school. Spring break is 19 school days away - an eternity. I need more music so I can burn another disc - twould be my 27th burnt one. I'll need to by more blank discs and more cases soon, seeing as I'm nearing out. &lt;a title="Touch of Grey, by Grateful dead ....... what on earth is up with my music lately?!"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="if looks could kill..."&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-90088172?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/90088172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/90088172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#90088172' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-90024296</id><published>2003-03-02T19:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-03-06T20:41:03.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;driving that train / high on cocaine &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt; last production of &lt;i&gt;les miserables&lt;/i&gt; was today, and was good, etc. On saturday I missed time trials for track because I had to take the SAT. Now I must rant. &amp;lt;rant&amp;gt; the SAT is for prospective college students! I AM A FRESHMEN! Not only that, but I was bored with it, thought it extremely easy, etc. By no right should I subject myself to three hours of incoherent analogies and basic math in the place of some student seeking admission to university. &lt;a title="social blogging" href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/khristomophelle"&gt;Khris&lt;/a&gt; believes complaining about the SAT is the sign of a genious. I beg to differ. It reminded me of the high school entrance exam I took last year. Basic topics, simple questions, etc. All you need in rudimentary knowledge of the english language, algebra, and the most simplest forms of geometry. &amp;lt;/rant&amp;gt; &lt;a title="Casey Jones, by Grateful Dead"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="tired"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;New and Improved!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I have added a Blogsurfing section under the Blogrolling section, below. These are a collection of blogs I read. More when I find them. Also, hint hint, the '&lt;a title="what I'm listening to"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt;' and '&lt;a title="my mood"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;' symbols that grace my posts are designed to be mouseovered. &lt;a title="theme song for serial experiments lain"&gt;[XD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="blah"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-90024296?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/90024296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/90024296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#90024296' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-89920025</id><published>2003-02-28T14:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-28T14:44:06.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;now I must wait&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I sent my [completed] application for IMSA in today, and tomorrow I take the SAT. I'm not sure when I'll get results back for admission, but they had better accept me &amp;lt;shakes fist&amp;gt; &lt;!-- Danie is talking to me - yayness! --&gt; With luck I may not get my hair cut this weekend - I just need to find sufficient excuses, etc. Downloading a lain .avi file for no reason - I think I'll make sense and search for a mpeg now. There are none, haha! These idiots only have anime files WHICH ARE AUDIOVISUAL in audio-only formats! On top of that, they have poor bandwith! What I am going to do is hunt down everyone in the world with a dial-up modem and smush the modem with a hammer or whatnot. Then tell them that they need cable or DSL or I'll come back and smush their heads as well. That was I can get files in decent time *and* practically eliminate AOL! I should get a Nobel prize for this idea. &lt;a title="scheming"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-89920025?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/89920025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/89920025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#89920025' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-89754496</id><published>2003-02-25T21:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-25T21:57:13.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;doot-doot-doowoou...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;listening to Avon by Queens of the Stone Age. I also just bought a copy of Source Codes and Tags (by ...Trail of Dead) off amazon. While talking of Trail of Dead, they appear at Metro in Chicago on April 24. I intend to attend. Tomorrow is a normal day - nothing but school + track. On Thursday I get to miss school until 6th period for a production of &lt;i&gt;les miserables&lt;/i&gt; that I work as roadie in. &lt;!-- I'm irked over this - we should start earlier, so that we can make it to 5th period... math is the only class I have with Elise --&gt; I am working on my IMSA application, which is due Saturday :o| &lt;a title=":o|"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-89754496?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/89754496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/89754496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#89754496' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-89679142</id><published>2003-02-24T19:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-24T19:11:39.606-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;2 papers, 1 project, a sheet of essay questions, notecards, and a study guide&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Most of which are due tomorrow. I got kicked off a DC++ channel earlier for not having enough share space - also, they complained I didn't have much they wanted. My question: How can I get the media of that category if they won't let me get any? I think I'll stick to kazaa for music - I haven't much a choice. Many music channels on DC++ require more share space than my computer's maximum capacity. &lt;!-- we rearranged seats in Math - I'm right behind Elise =) I'm rather confused about where exactly her locker is - the free lockers were filled with us freshmen in a fairly alphabetic manner, but her name would put her before locker #1, so she might be anywhere in the school. hmm. --&gt; Shin splints + tendonitis + bad knees = owch. &lt;a title="overclocked"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-89679142?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/89679142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/89679142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#89679142' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-89623701</id><published>2003-02-23T18:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-23T18:45:33.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I actually slept today&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/br&gt;It's true. I actually slept. Until 11, too. Then I had to get up to play on the sound board at &lt;i&gt;les miserables&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;!-- &gt;.&lt; Danie's mad at me now, because I wanted to know why she forbade Alison to talk to me. She says that Alison never said that. Alison did, and twice at that. She signed off mid-conversion just now while discussing it. I just want to know why the hell she's making this so fucking difficult. One is lead to believe she enjoys tormenting people --&gt; Yesterday we one first at the regional math contest, which means that I'll be heading down to the state competition sometime. &lt;!-- actually enjoyed the math contest - yesterday was the first time in ages that I haven't hated everyone. Might have to do with the company - Conner, Tony, Kate, Kate, Elise, and I (coincidentally, due to that Kate and I have the same class rank, we six were hold the top five ranks at our school - kate 1st, conner 2nd, tony 3rd, Elise 4th, kate + I fifth). Elise... Maybe tis too early to say anything. hmm. --&gt; I burned my 26th cd the other day, with an average of 17 songs per CD. 17*26 = 442 songs. I expect a call from the RIAA soon... &lt;a title="hopeful, but rather down"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-89623701?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/89623701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/89623701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#89623701' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-89412901</id><published>2003-02-19T22:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-19T22:53:08.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;x_x uhng...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I've had/am having no free time this week. Wake at six, school at 7:30 to 2:15. I wait an hour for track practice, which I leave early to goto theater, which ends at nine. I get home at 9:30. Sooo... that's 14 hours a day at school. I'm awake for about three hours a day at home, leaving seven hours for slee, theoretically (yeah right). I'm lucky if I get five, actually. On another note, Pyra, who operate Blogger, which is where this is published, has just been bought by Google, yayness. &lt;a title="fregging let me sleep you sadist elf"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-89412901?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/89412901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/89412901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#89412901' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-89157298</id><published>2003-02-15T15:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-15T15:25:07.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;not at play is not necessary at work&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;!-- heh, looking over the past several days of comments + blogs one can see the duel nature of my life - the depressed real one and the happy cover. Maybe I'm mad, maybe not. How can I tell? If I'm not, I might be in denial. What is the use of trying to determine? --&gt; I'm not messing around, and my IMSA application is open. I know I need to work on it, but it's so very mind-numbingly boring. I'm on my way over to check &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/omar20003000"&gt;Omar's blog&lt;/a&gt; for updates. &lt;a title="not so bad"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-89157298?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/89157298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/89157298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#89157298' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-89123424</id><published>2003-02-14T20:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-14T20:14:31.930-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;réalise-t-elle le torment qu'elle a créé?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;!-- now I'm getting sick of this. Alison today told me that she had been forbidden to speak to me, and that this restriction was much the same as the restriction placed on me about speaking to Tony. If one puts the ends together, Danie not only is avoiding me, but is getting her friends to avoid me. Whether Cat has or hasn't been subjected to this madness I don't know, but if so, she doesn't like it. She has been giving me sypathetic looks more frequently now than can be accounted for by coincidence. Of all people I have observed in the past two weeks, she seems to be the only one to see my depression. Danie - you clain to be restructuring your life - I see no sign of that. The only difference in you I see between now and last month is that you have gotten a haircut and have rid yourself of me. Why do you spark such madness? What is your objective? I formerly thought you a caring individual, but recently I have begun to doubt that. Do you take pleasure in tearing apart other's lives? --&gt;yay, the school week is over. Track practice is at 8 am tomorrow, however. &lt;!-- I admit my delusions about Dierdre and Rachel. God, I hate myself --&gt;My knees have not been holding up well - over the past two days I have been pained to travel on stairs, and running today it felt as if my right leg was about to fall off. I need to work harder on my IMSA application&lt;!-- so that I can escape this shitty life and begin again. how can I enjoy life when all around me are people who I either hate or that make me depressed?--&gt;. &lt;a title="tired as usual"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- I hate life. I could care less if I died now. What is the point of life? Humankind seems to enjoy misery, seeing as that it is all that every comes of anything in the end --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-89123424?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/89123424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/89123424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#89123424' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-89062549</id><published>2003-02-13T18:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-13T18:50:19.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;-_-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Zzz... I need to head over to the &lt;a href="http://www.reallifecomics.com"&gt;Real Life&lt;/a&gt; forums to join the new forum. I'm too tired to type anything here, so you're not missing anything. &lt;a title="need... sleep"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-89062549?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/89062549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/89062549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#89062549' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-89002662</id><published>2003-02-12T18:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-12T18:41:37.503-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;think up your own &lt;!-- fucking --&gt;title for here&lt;!-- note: spoon-blog attempts to remain a healthy site for todlers to visit *coughcough* by comment-icizing anything I think you wouldn't want your three-year-old saying... --&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;!-- my theory about the females around me (see yesterday's comments) appears more correct to me today. I'm probably imagining things. Dierdre and I have hardly exchanged 20 words the entrie year save the last week. Cindy and Meagan are the same way, although they don't seem to me to be 'after me'... Rachel also hasn't picked on me as much - today when she hit me over the head with her water bottle was the meanest she'd been to me in a while. I must just be delusional. --&gt;I haven't anything to blog about &lt;!-- except previous --&gt; now. Track wasn't that bad, school was as dull as any other day, etc. I'm as tired as I have been recently today as well. Very little homework for the third time this week, however. Maybe my teachers have seen the light, or maybe they're just waiting to deal us a fatal blow... depends on the teacher, I guess, ha. Still listening/watching lain, I am. &lt;a title="blah"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-89002662?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/89002662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/89002662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#89002662' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-88946608</id><published>2003-02-11T20:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-11T20:03:35.330-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;w00t!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;downloaded my first lain episode that has working visual! &amp;lt;watches&amp;gt; &lt;a title="obsessed"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-88946608?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88946608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88946608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#88946608' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-88942993</id><published>2003-02-11T18:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-11T18:50:12.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;not late, it isn't&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Got back from track, and just ate. &lt;!-- ever since I broke up with Danie it has seemed to me that a number of girls have been prying for my attention. Maybe my perseption of them has changed, and they were all along, but I just realized within the last week. Deirdre seems to be the most so, but perhaps I'm misjudging her --&gt; I'm listening to lain again - sad, I know. I'm trying to think of good way to introduce it to my parents without them thinking I'm completely mad. I saw the DVD box set on eBay for on average $30 - in the original Japanese, of course, but there are subtitles, and it's a good way to accustom myself to the language. My only fear is that I'll end up like Piro at MegaTokyo - he speaks Japanese like a teenage girl and doesn't know it... I am excedingly tired right now (being tir ed will likely be a recurring theme here with track and all). meh. &lt;a title="exhausted"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-88942993?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88942993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88942993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#88942993' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-88908594</id><published>2003-02-11T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-11T07:00:41.726-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;early, it is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I woke up early today, and had nothing better to do than blog here. I really have nothing to say - my mind hasn't started up yet. My site is the third result for 'spoon blog' on Google yesterday. Now it's fourth. Two sites in Polish occupy the above-me spots, as well as one english one. I'm getting tired of people calling their sites 'there is no spoon'. True, the Matrix was a great movie, and I do worship it, but there is a point at which a phrase becomes overused. 'there is no spoon' has crossed that threshold. I need caffeine &lt;a title="tired"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-88908594?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88908594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88908594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#88908594' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-88889157</id><published>2003-02-10T21:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-10T21:12:46.190-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I wonder...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I've been thinking a wee bit about these Blogger people. On the &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com"&gt;Blogger home page&lt;/a&gt; they have links to 'sites that they've noticed'. I generally had thought that these links were some high-quality blogs that they dug up - until recently. They've just starred two apparently randomly chosen blogs to post. The two I visited had near-nonexistant archives. How can you judge a blog if it doesn't have a record? I mean, sure, it might have a snazzy picture or two, and a bit of humorous content, but is there any indictation that such behavior will be constant? Maybe they just got lazy and posted to random links. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;masochism&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Track + field practice started today. I realize the coach/sadist is merely trying to weed out the wimps, but I appreciate my ability to walk. On top of that, it was -6c degrees out there. We were running on ice patches for a large part of the time. I can't wait for tomorrow's practice :o| &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;b&gt;lain&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Time for today's update on my obsession for this bit of obscure, disturbing anime. I haven't had any time today really to obsess. Track practice ran (no pun intended) until 5:45, and then I had dinner, shower, and homework. I also just realized that I promised a classmate to construct a deck for Magic: the Gathering so that I can cruelly defeat him tomorrow in the time between school and track. bahumbug. I suppose the past two hours I've spent *listening* to episodes of lain is good, ha... &lt;a title="tired, very tired"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-88889157?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88889157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88889157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#88889157' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-88809606</id><published>2003-02-09T13:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-09T13:50:17.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;hmm.... 45 more seconds...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Downloading another Lain episode. I hope this one works properly &amp;lt;grumbles&amp;gt; ...and done. bah. no picture. ah well. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;clothes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;'twas browsing through the &lt;a href="http://www.thinkgeek.com" title="think geek"&gt;ThinkGeek&lt;/a&gt; store and surfaced a couple items that would interest me... If you want to donate money to help me purchase an item or two, I'm sure I could find a way to receive your offering XD &lt;a title="comme ci, comme ca"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-88809606?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88809606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88809606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#88809606' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-88770686</id><published>2003-02-08T15:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-08T16:02:34.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;bah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;There must be some obscure law in physics that says that I must spill coffee on myself everytime I have a cappuccino. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;bah^2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I spent an hour downloading an episode of &lt;i&gt;serial experiments lain&lt;/i&gt; as an mpeg file, but it picture won't show. It's only sound. I am sickeningly irritated at this development. I intend to see if I can squeeze the picture out of it using a different device to open it, but I'm too busy just listening to it (and typing this) for that now. I know a painfully small amount of Japanese, but I seem to be understanding most of it so far - which is odd. I could swear that I understand words I don't know the meaning to. It's like listening to English in a daze - I can't understand a word of what's being said, but I fully comprehend the meaning. Maybe it's just the tones of voice or something like that. Odd. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;b&gt;the message board is gone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I hated it, and it mussed up my page. I killed it. I feel no remorse. &lt;a title="highly caffeinated"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-88770686?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88770686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88770686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#88770686' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-88720589</id><published>2003-02-07T13:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-07T13:42:04.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;that was not worth the effort&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I just spend a fair amount of time putting the message board there on right. I regret putting it there, seeing as it completely messed up my 600x800 res compatibility, as well as forced me to make other changes to the structure of this page. I"m not wasting my effort to get rid of it, however....&lt;a title="exhausted"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-88720589?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88720589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88720589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#88720589' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-88679610</id><published>2003-02-06T19:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-06T19:40:17.650-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;tagboard&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I'll be reshuffling the page here a wee bit soon to put a message board thing on the right margin. This main blog part will be where it is now, but it won't extend all the way to the margin. I"m not sure why I'm putting the board there - novelty, I guess. &lt;a title="blah"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-88679610?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88679610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88679610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#88679610' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-88616979</id><published>2003-02-05T17:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-05T17:55:30.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Zwan isn't half bad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I've listened to the Smashing Pumpkins for a while, but just recently got around to downloaded a Zwan song or two (actually, eight). I don't see why I didn't get these before. Tres good. &lt;a title="Manic"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-88616979?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88616979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88616979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#88616979' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-88616992</id><published>2003-02-05T17:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-05T17:53:55.166-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;meh. I'm re-writing chapter 12 of the Lord of the Flies under the assumtion that Simon wasn't killed at Jack's feast. It's five pages long, and I'm sick of it. I don't know where I'm going with it, either. Maybe I should just kill everyone and get it over with. &lt;a title="frusrated"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-88616992?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88616992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88616992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#88616992' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-88546227</id><published>2003-02-04T13:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-04T14:03:17.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;ghost post&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;it's hidden, not with style but with !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;!-- spoonDanie no more... I didn't expect this, and I don't like it. I don't fully understand her reasons, but I hope they aren't what I fear. I don't know why she wanted this, either. I get the feeling she's been avoiding me, too. Until five minutes ago I hadn't talked to her since friday, save the email she sent that broke us up. I don't want things this way, but if it's what she wants, I suppose it has to be. I still don't want things this way. She said she valued our friendship more than our relationship - I had always felt our relationship was built on top of our friendship, not instead of it. I wish we'd talk about this. I hope this is some demented nightmare rather than reality.--&gt;&lt;a title="depressed"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-88546227?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88546227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88546227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#88546227' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-88355726</id><published>2003-01-31T19:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-04T14:04:02.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;School is over for the week - now I can sleep. I recently downloaded a 72 minute long album in 5 minutes, which I am absolutely estatic about. I just wish I could burn it that fast. Take that, Hillary Rosen!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a title="joyful"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-88355726?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88355726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88355726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#88355726' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-88302017</id><published>2003-01-30T20:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-02-04T14:04:27.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;need... script...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I hate it when someone uses a really good script on their site but makes it impossible to steal. It's not in the spirit of the internet, f&lt;!--or--&gt;f&lt;!--ucks--&gt;s&lt;!--ake--&gt;! What do you think we have p2p for? To share stuff. Why should you make your scripts easier to steal? To help share more. Bah! &amp;lt;runs off grumbling&amp;gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a title="grumbling"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-88302017?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88302017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88302017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#88302017' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-88179990</id><published>2003-01-28T16:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-28T16:59:55.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;arg&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I'm rather getting sick of not having a server. My move to a real site looms closer on the horizon. As stated before, spoon.com might become available on 3 May. &lt;!-- dirty buggers are a fregging jam company... THEY'VE STOLEN MY DOMAIN! they have spoonfoods.com, for snab's sake - give me spooncom! --&gt; I don't want to wait til then, especially since I'm not sure if I would be able to get it. I'm placing well-aimed comments at various locations here. &lt;!-- like right bach there, ha --&gt; I've also gotten around to adding titles to links and images and the sort. &lt;!-- even non-link and non-image stuffs have titles XDDD --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-88179990?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88179990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88179990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#88179990' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-88127690</id><published>2003-01-27T19:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-27T19:09:12.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;O.o weee... psychedelic....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I've been making AVS visualizations for winamp recently... I'm not sure that this is a good thing, either/ Might become dangerous if I get some spare time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-88127690?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88127690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88127690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#88127690' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-88009546</id><published>2003-01-25T10:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-25T10:55:10.553-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&amp;lt;dances&amp;gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Mon ordinateur est now working mieux coz I've just cleaned it. I deleted a total of 10592 files, which is nowhere NEAR as many as I've done before. The 4 gig harddrive is now 300 megs less loaded - now me has 758 free megs to pour music into XD&lt;br/&gt;C'est 11 heures... I woke up an hour and a half ago. I need something to eat, but I don't know whether I should call it breakfast or lunch. Maybe I just won't call it anything to spare me the trouble...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-88009546?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88009546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/88009546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#88009546' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-87983757</id><published>2003-01-24T18:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-24T20:31:24.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Got rid of that marquee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Now page enterances and exits will go more smooth. Less hectic, easier to read, looks better, etc.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;give me my music already!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Never before had I seen such an abundance of music in a search for good music (barring pink floyd and led zeppelin, of course). Overnight zillions of Luna Sea files had magically appeared. Eager to sieze the wealth of sound, I marked to download a good 15 of 'em. I got three. Apparently some other such music fanatic had gotten there first, as I was on a remote queue. I'm still on that list, and not one file has come to me save those orignal three. &amp;lt;shoots other Luna Sea fans through the head in much the same way one shoots people that cause delays in downloads in the head&amp;gt;&lt;br/&gt;I can't think of a good domain name for me. spoon.(com|net|org) is taken, although the entry for spoon.com ends 3 May. Maybe I can bribe its owner to let me have it. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-87983757?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/87983757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/87983757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#87983757' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-87928064</id><published>2003-01-23T18:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-24T18:20:51.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I hate it when my glasses frost up in winter...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;...coz I can't see now, whether they be on or off.&lt;br/&gt;Currently I'm runnning alternate universes in &lt;a href="http://www.math.com/students/wonders/life/life.html"&gt;John Conway's Game of Life&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://psoup.math.wisc.edu/Life32.html"&gt;and here&lt;/a&gt;). &lt;span&gt; (life==fun) returns true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-87928064?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/87928064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/87928064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#87928064' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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-3367058.post-87865765</id><published>2003-01-22T17:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-01-22T17:08:06.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Lethal doses of caffeine! &amp;lt;dies&amp;gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I've put some effort into calculating the maximum dose of a given liquid before the caffeine in it kills you. As follows...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table border="1" bordercolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Mg caffeine per 355 mL&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Lethal dose&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Pepsi&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;38&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;264 cans&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Coke&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;46&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;218 cans&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Dr. Pepper&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;41&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;244 cans&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tR&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Jolt Cola&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;71&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;141 cans&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;RC Cola&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;18&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;556 cans&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Mountain Dew&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;54&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;186 cans&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Hot Cocoa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;19&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;527 cups&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Tea&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;192&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;53 cups&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Coffee&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;360&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;28 cups&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just as a guide, doncha know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3367058-87865765?l=spoon-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/87865765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3367058/posts/default/87865765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spoon-blog.blogspot.com/index.html#87865765' title=''/><author><name>spoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06719189583839934685</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>
