<?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-5621700</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:53:34.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A look into that thing they call my brain</title><subtitle type='html'>Well....if you're reading this, you will most likely perceive it as one of the following. A: A bunch of mindless rambling, or B: Some of the most intelligent words spoken....ah shut up Mike, quit trying to sound smart</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5621700.post-109263583186377179</id><published>2004-08-15T23:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T23:57:11.863-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, and for the record, i dont' wanna hear any fucking rumours about anything you assume from this, from anybody. If you wanna start rumours, talk to me and figure out the truth, so that the truth can be spread. Even that last sentence (for people who talk to me often, you might make a bad assumption out of that one) so no, rumours. I hate rumours. Try Honesty everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-109263583186377179?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/109263583186377179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/109263583186377179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109263583186377179' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-109263575082876125</id><published>2004-08-15T23:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T23:55:50.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;SHIT!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well nobody reads this hardly, but I'll write here anyways, and in case anybody DOES read this, I'll hardly say shit, since saying shit on blogs always causes shit to stir, and shit is......FUCK OFF &lt;--Ricky from Trailer Park Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(NOT IN CHRONOLOGICAL ORDER) So I went to spin last night, it was good fun, Candace's 18th, and midnight on friday I got Candace drunk, then hung out with chopper....then tonight I played some pool with people, then went to watch some trailer park boys with chopper at keiths. good fun. That is all I can say without being incriminated for anything. If you wanna know shit, talk to me. If I don't tell you shit, then you're not supposed to know shit. Understand? Well shit yeah that's good, and if you don't, you're a pile of shit.  I like the word shit. Fuck is great, but shit just rolls off your tongue so nicely. 2 in a row. SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-109263575082876125?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/109263575082876125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/109263575082876125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109263575082876125' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-109212760080354981</id><published>2004-08-10T02:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T02:46:40.803-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;and ANOTHER post&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay I have a day off tommorow yayyyyy. I got back from hawaii yayyyyyy. i wanna go to chucky cheese yayyyyy............ok I'll stop with the special ed now. we have winnipegers (and germanifications too) sleeping outside in a camper in front of our house. I haven't seen Kat and Lisa in years and years, too bad Pat couldn't come too, instead she called us at like 1:40 like an hour ago, it was rather foony......and German people are cool too. cool sounding language. This is the third and final rush of winnipegians for now too. Tommorow = junkyard........junkyard = power moonroof if I'm lucky, if not, I'll get away with the factory switch....maybe I should take the HUD cluster harnesses to save me time later on too.....*shrug* that other 240sx better get out of that bloody compound at bucks soon....I need one to rip into....I should check the other place too....but money. Bah. I hate lack of money. wah. meh......BAH.......sneh. but Friday, oh Friday oh Friday, when will you pay me? (well I guess Friday) and t'will be a fun filled weekend for me. "It's the closet for me, it's the closet for me......I forgot the words, I go pee-pee on the floor, hide my sandwich in me drawer"........etc. MSI rocks.....Stupid lack of work at......work. I need money.....but dah well. I'll make up for it, since I have 8 days to do that for the next cheque still, so muhaha. so goodbye all fer now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-109212760080354981?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/109212760080354981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/109212760080354981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109212760080354981' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-109192154097446275</id><published>2004-08-07T17:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T17:32:20.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I won't be specific about why I post these lyrics, but if you ask me I might tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody Kill Me - Adam Sandler&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how much I need you.&lt;br /&gt;While you're near me I don't feel blue.&lt;br /&gt;And when we kiss I know that you need me too.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I found a love that's so pure and true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it all was bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;It was a god-damn joke.&lt;br /&gt;And when I think of you Linda,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you fucking choke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're glad with what you've done to me.&lt;br /&gt;I lay in bed all day long feeling melancholy.&lt;br /&gt;You left me here all alone, tears running constantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh somebody kill me please,&lt;br /&gt;somebody kill me plee-ase,&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my knees,&lt;br /&gt;pretty pretty please&lt;br /&gt;kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to die.&lt;br /&gt;Put a bullet in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-109192154097446275?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/109192154097446275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/109192154097446275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109192154097446275' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-109074313255784200</id><published>2004-07-25T02:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T02:12:12.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;A message from your friendly neighbourhood....umm......guy.....uhh, CAR GUY. Yeah, that guy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello.....welcome back to my blog. Whoever reads this anyways.....in fact, if you're faithful enough to check this every now and then, then COMMENT. But yah....I'm back. It's 2:06 am, I'm bored, my mind is racing full of unwanted shit that I don't wanna have to sift through.....last time I sifted through shit in my mind I nearly went nuts....it was bad. Well I guess some wonder what I've been up to lately......last post (save that drunken garble) was about.....hell I dunno (too lazy to look) but since then I've been up to........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-quit coop&lt;br /&gt;-got new car&lt;br /&gt;-car broke next day&lt;br /&gt;-fixed car&lt;br /&gt;-went to obyrnyans grad&lt;br /&gt;-got girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;-broke up with girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;-went to stampede a lot&lt;br /&gt;-added another tick on the tally (ask and an answer you will receive........if I WANT to answer you that is) &lt;br /&gt;-today I fixed Chris's car all day&lt;br /&gt;-tommorow I fixed my car&lt;br /&gt;-yesterday I will go to spin and get half drunk&lt;br /&gt;-I think I will screwed up a few of those last ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to post regularily......I think more now (which is bad) &amp;nbsp;so maybe I can think less if I post. *shrug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-109074313255784200?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/109074313255784200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/109074313255784200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109074313255784200' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-108631809246697367</id><published>2004-06-03T21:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T21:01:32.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A survey for you....by me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are you? Drunk&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing? Writing a survery on intermission from the game&lt;br /&gt;Where are you going immediately now? TV....game!!! Stress....overtime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-108631809246697367?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/108631809246697367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/108631809246697367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108631809246697367' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-107689905756899800</id><published>2004-02-15T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T19:39:29.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Dzien Swientego Walentyna&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog will be in Polish.....Dzien swietego..............umm....wait you guys don't understand that do ya......well fiiinnnnne. I blogged after 6 days instead of 7. yay. And I don't remember nothing from pretty much the whole week. Which sucks....all I can remember mostly is "fill it with regular" anything more than a few days back. haha....well not quite, but my short term memory's been ass lately. Dah well. I remember yesterday tho. It was swell. :P muhaha. Swiss Chalet rocks...and they know everybody. :O...haha....well not quite, but whateva. And that was one hilarious movie....cuz everyone was just so stupid....and black and white. "What's sex?" haha....and Claudia, my nose stopped running, so TAKE THAT!!!! :p &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-107689905756899800?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107689905756899800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107689905756899800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107689905756899800' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-107638550433737945</id><published>2004-02-09T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T21:00:10.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;SOOOOOBEEEEYSSSSSS...*cough* I mean.....SURRRRRRRRRRRVEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYSSSSSSS.....without the SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.....too lazy to do more than one fer now, so &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;According to the &lt;a href="http://webpages.charter.net/tolerta/socoquiz.html"&gt;Which Something Corporate Song Are You?&lt;/a&gt; Test...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://webpages.charter.net/tolerta/konstantine.gif"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thar we go. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-107638550433737945?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107638550433737945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107638550433737945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107638550433737945' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-107627272435743192</id><published>2004-02-08T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T20:58:23.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;U&gt;Haha, Blogging is so a weekly thing now&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging is a weekly thing now....wait the title just said that...ahh. So this week...I...umm...IT WAS WARM!!! I worked on my car (it's getting there, it's getting there) I junkyarded it up, got the mounting plate for my deck (which hopefully works)....then Friday was fun....snow wars :p....I win!! Hmm.....my mind's a blank now actually. Maybe I need some anti-sleep capchewals....(capsules, as david bowie pronounces it) I really need to buy caffeine pills. That'd rock to have them. Muhaha....but it might be a bad idea. Wfouneuan. Haha......condom-head....and that's all folks!!! OH WAIT ONE MORE THING!!!!!! HARMONICA BEATBOXING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://louhi.kempele.fi/~skyostil/archive/dump/flash/yuri_harmonica.swf"&gt;LINK!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's all folks.....this time for real........I swear.....oh, and Claudia you're awesome......see told you that was all.......and I LIED ABOUT IT BEING ALL!!!!! But now it is...... Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - This is the real end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSS - Is it PSS or PPS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS - Let's do both to be sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-107627272435743192?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107627272435743192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107627272435743192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107627272435743192' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-107569997759489875</id><published>2004-02-01T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T22:34:35.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;anotherweek/golbrehtona&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh geezus.....it feels like I blog often.....that's how fast time's been flying lately. Well this week was pretty alright.....work sucked since it was nice and warm as we all know...although I took Thurs. off sick..(i SWEAR I WAS SICK :p) and monday i worked 630am to 10pm...it sucked, but what can ya do. Friday we went Bowling, and then we went to Denny's. Bowling was cool.....I schooled the 2nd game hardcore...first time I ever did good at 5 pin. Dennys....mmm...buffalo chicken....and cherry coke...then on Saturday Me, Claudia, Candace and McMahon went to a battle of the bands at SAIT. It was good great fun. Downsyde all da way.....Parker's Lime was cool...some mostly chick band. They had some good shit goin...and some band at the start wrote a song about Antonio Banderas. It was....comical. Then today, I went to see Faroz (THATS how ya spell it) the brown man again, and I bought a deck....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://cgi.ebay.ca/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;item=3074171881&amp;category=39750"&gt;PICTURE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's awesomeee. Went to visit Clauudia, then headed off to Schanks for some superbowl fun. We lost. :s.....but it was still fun....and I found out I really enjoy medium rare steak sandwiches....well I knew that a long time ago, but i forgot how great they are. Without further adieu, I'd like to introduce myself to my bed, as I work at 6:30 tommorow morn, so goodbye all. And from all our friends at Aerosmith we would like to remind you all at home, the light at the end of the tunnel could be you...goodnight (cue 1920s music) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-107569997759489875?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107569997759489875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107569997759489875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107569997759489875' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-107509577228590440</id><published>2004-01-25T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T22:44:23.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;I hate that van, I HATE THAT VAN!!!!!!!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I goto church (have a lot of caffeine, and I wasn't hyper, just awake, which is a welcome thing, I've been sleepwalking the past few days) then I get a water pump, goto soundsaround and talk to Faroos (sp) aka "the brown man" which was cool, and then a quick stop by Superstore to hit up Le Drycleaners to see Claudia, and make fun of Enam, and now Affan as well. And then I goto St. Bonaventure with ppl to see Alison sing....and I pull into the parking lot, some guy knocks on my window and says "You got yerself a flat there" and I look, and I'm like "WBOBARBAWUBAUGBAOUGBAROBEGNRHEOHDLBNSNGANGSEDISCOMBOBULATION!!!"&lt;br /&gt;So I leave it, go see Alison sing, then I change the flat (with help from some guy, who lent me a pair of gloves) and Laz drives me to BPs, and then back to my van afterwards. Then I drove home...the spare tire sucks, you feel bumps a lot.....and tommorow I have to get it fixered on me breaks. Then fixer me car (Tuesday, since I work ALLLLLL day on Monday) Blargh. But once I fix it, NO MORE VAN!!!!! wheeeeee! And a second update in one day. New record for updating. nfoano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-107509577228590440?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107509577228590440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107509577228590440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107509577228590440' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-107506430082899949</id><published>2004-01-25T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T13:59:51.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Updaaaate&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The housewarming partiiiies. So Friday, a buncha people goto Stel's, I drove Claudia, Candy, Ashton, ChrisP and Laz. It was a pretty good time, I drove the girls home around 3ish, and went back, had a few drinks...and due to my lack of sleeping and eating, I was a VERY cheap drunk....I had a good talk with Stel, about a lot of things....and for some reason that's probably my favorite part of any party...like at Lazs first party, we stayed up all night (Me Laz and the Krispy) and just talked about, well...everything. Then I tried to sleep in Stel's bed once he went to work, and I don't think I got any sleep though.....Laz got me out of bed to drive him to Alecia's to where his car was, and we went to drop my van off and went to Chinook, after Laz and Chris saw my car. Good fun....went to HMV, International Stereo, and ate some foodness. On Saturday I went to sleep at 5, woke up around 7ish, and then Candy drove Claudia, Ashton and me back to the party. I went home early, since Claudia and Ashton wanted to leave, plus I had to sleep since I needed to wake up for churchification. And now I goto church and am here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;2 months&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday also marked 2 months of being with an indescribably amazing girl. I am happier than ever to have someone so beautiful by my side, to share so many great experiences with. I guess I just want to say thank you Claudia for being the greatest girlfriend ever. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-107506430082899949?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107506430082899949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107506430082899949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107506430082899949' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-107466534960539085</id><published>2004-01-20T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T23:10:36.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Return from a lapse in bloggification&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I haven't blogged in a while. Don't know why, just seems it's the same thing over and over again....but even though that sentence makes my life sound tedious, boring and repetitive, I'm having a blast actually. I guess the reason I don't blog much anymore, is this was simply a tool to try and keep in touch with the old high school people...but the inevitable has happened, and we've already grown apart a great distance, and although I might not talk to some of you at all anymore, and I say my life is great now (I couldn't ask for anything more at the moment) I will always remember the way you all impacted my lives. Happy trails to you all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.....might as well tell you guys what I was up to today......i was at work by 6am....left by 230....it was soooo boring and empty, I overfilled 2 cars, and I swear it was a subconsious thing done on purpose to make it more exciting since it was a BORING day at work. Then I got home, called Claudia, and found out that we're all doing something tonite.....and that we did. Mostly driving around....I can't wait till it warms up outside for good (ie. the thing we call spring) so that we can actually run around more. Hyperness rules all. As does SSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOBBBBBBEEEEEEEEYYYYYSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!........well actually it doesn't......but Sobeys will never be forgotten *THE CAPE!!!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-107466534960539085?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107466534960539085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107466534960539085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107466534960539085' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-107353877569624175</id><published>2004-01-07T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T22:14:09.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Umm....guys...?.?.?.............I GOT A CAR!!!!!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooleeeee shit. What a day.....goto work....go home, shower, pick up Claudia, off to Jared's house, pull out a huge pile of $20s, and buy a car. Holy shit holy shit holy shit &lt;---what is running through my head. haha. It's a very nice car for $900. Anyways, that's all for today. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-107353877569624175?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107353877569624175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107353877569624175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107353877569624175' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-107344920566405982</id><published>2004-01-06T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T21:21:18.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;First shit of 2004&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So......plans for today consisted of....talking to insurance on the Beretta I plan to buy, hit up the apprenticeship office so I can get a real job and leave coop (ie. make more money for doing something a lot cooler), goto Grandin to borrow the schools scan tool, run the van's codes (ABS and engine, it's fackered) goto Obyrne visit Claudia, and possibly check out that Beretta in the daylight....but which one of those happened? I went to Obyrne....about 2 and a half hours later than planned. My mom was to leave shopping early morning, and get back at 10:30-11....perfect...but what happened? She left at fucking 12:30ish (she refused to let me do my shit first, cuz she needed to do her shopping so fuckin early) and got back at like, 2:30ish. So I went to obyrne....stuck around there till they got out, then I tried to call the guy, and he had no time to do anything till 8ish....and by 6 I had no energy left today...I'm just.....bah....insurance? Closed, grandin? Too late, apprenticeship? Closed, bah. So that's shiety.....dah well. Tommorow=sleep, and the second I get home, I'm gonna try to make it to apprenticeship offices....and then buy the car. That's me goal for tommorow (thank god for churchlessness) Anyways, after this ventage I actually feel a lot better. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-107344920566405982?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107344920566405982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107344920566405982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107344920566405982' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-107302272148808669</id><published>2004-01-01T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T22:53:08.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;The end of a year, leading to new beginnings&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa....2003 just......flew by. Flashback to 1 year and 1 day ago....Dec 31st 2002.....Warneboldt residence......I was slawshed, and at some points of the night, I cried. I was weak, I felt hopeless...my friends were however always there...now, we look at this year.....Dec 31st 2003, at Derrick Mitchell's place.....was the happiest new years I've had in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timelinneeee:&lt;br /&gt;January - 1/2 of our diplomas.....scary.....got through em&lt;br /&gt;February - Didn't make the play...I didn't really care much....I'll live&lt;br /&gt;March - This month marked the end of the Michelle thang&lt;br /&gt;April - I found out that when I talk I look like a badly dubbed Karate film...had a huge anxiety attack...and we had our wondrous Banff trip.....WHEN IS BANFF 2 GONNA BEEEE?!?!?! :p (this time it's not Banff 1) Also, I left my house for an evening out of anger....&lt;br /&gt;May - Our school said goodbye to Kevin Connor (RIP Kevin) and the last day of the month held graaadddd. GREAT GREAT time. Luckily this time Alecia was crying, and I was good enough to be able to help her out. &lt;br /&gt;June - June was a fun month, of just seeing friends, hanging out, enjoying ourselves (even tho our group was in huge fiascos all'round)....CALLIFFORNIA LOOOOVVVVVEEEEEEE....opera style&lt;br /&gt;July - Oh the summer....Stampede was a blast, everything was just awesome fun fun. &lt;br /&gt;August - Oh the second half of the summer......high school tension mostly aside, it was some gooood times. Fun month.&lt;br /&gt;September - My party, oven urinations, and some other stuffaloughagus&lt;br /&gt;October - Throughout this month I got to know a great girl&lt;br /&gt;November - Me and Claudia start, stop, and start going out again. &lt;br /&gt;December - Turned out to be a really really awesome December, I turned 18, Claudia turned 17, Christmas came in December this year (just like any other year) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New years Eve - Party cancellage after party cancellage....ended up at Derrick Mitchell's place. Wasn't what I expected, but it was still a good time. At least we had somewhere to go and such. Then at 2 we went to crash at Ashtons good times. L8rall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-107302272148808669?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107302272148808669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107302272148808669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107302272148808669' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-107206179330102644</id><published>2003-12-21T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-12-21T19:57:29.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;U&gt;DDDIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Kills the hamburger soup*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-107206179330102644?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107206179330102644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107206179330102644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107206179330102644' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-107181413012753816</id><published>2003-12-18T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T23:09:44.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;AHHHHHHH sudden change of plans&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make that....Boston Pizza Shawnessy at 7. Ahh wheeeeeee. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-107181413012753816?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107181413012753816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107181413012753816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107181413012753816' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-107170833246681103</id><published>2003-12-17T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T17:46:24.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;HOLY SHIT I'm 18&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay....so I'm 18....holy shit.....and yea....and holy shit......anything else? I'm 18....oh, and don't forget holy shit.....ok I'll stop now. So I'm 18. I feel....the same. BLARGH!! Well almost....except for the fact that I can now go into BPs lounge on my breaks at work and have a beer, which I did today. Haha...it rules. I have like, an ID and shit, and they check it, and I can go ANYWHERE!! Muhaha. Other than that, it kinda sucks that I can't do anything on my actual birthday, but hey, whatcha gunna do. Fuck the system. Why can't it be like, a weekend? HWJNAIGNWNONFAWNFNWOAFNWONAOEFNWAOIa ok I'm done. And I have to goto church soon. :S Byes ppl. By the way, about festivities, I say Jack Astors, Friday, 7ish. I really can't have it any other day unfortunably for all yous that can't make it then. L8rall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-107170833246681103?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107170833246681103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107170833246681103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107170833246681103' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-107155206681170365</id><published>2003-12-15T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T22:21:57.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Miiiiiike, did you drive today?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the title? *shrug* Yuri's funny. Anyways, then I will actually update.....well not then...more like now. So we got that huge update out of the way.....today consisted of work, break, work, break, work, home, church, home, and my grandma falling down the stairs...thank god I caught her at least before her head hit the ground.....geezus I went to the front door so my grandma has less stairs to walk up, and she hurts herself anyways....ahh that scares me. It took me under 23 minutes to get to and from church.....22 there, 21 back. That's pretty good considering crazy driving nets me 16 minutes....this was totally normal driving. Hrm...Visited Obyrne during my break as per usual, but Claudia wasn't there, so I found Keith and Nick, we walked around outside, and found 4 full cans of Kokanee....I'm drinkin em on my break tommorow. haha.....well depending who's in charge. Meh. Gum is good....my last illegal beers....WAHH! IM 18 IN 2 DAYS!!! I switched my shift tommorow, so 2:30-11....so off to grandin I will go to get my yeaaarrbooooookkkkkkk!!!!!! Ahh Grandin is so weeirrrddddddddddd.........in that cool way. Dah well. I must visit Stratty, and Bibeau. They rule....oh and Ms. Herron, AWW SHIIIITT!!!!! 3 updates in 3 days.....new record holy shite eh? AHHHHhhhhhhh..............*calms down* hmm...plan for tommorow...Grandin for yearbooks, then Obyrne, then work, and depending on who's in charge, 4 beers. :d....and if not, then right afterwards. Anyways, that will be all...."CAaaaaalifornia looooovvvvveeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I'm listening to that right now...GAD...haha *WORD STEALAGE!!!!* Take that Claudia. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-107155206681170365?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107155206681170365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107155206681170365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107155206681170365' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-107154644691718990</id><published>2003-12-15T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T20:49:10.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;U&gt;Quiz result(s)....actually scratch that "s"........and the brackets too....stupid brackets.....&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/SummerSnowAngel/1071539348_uizaverage.JPG" border="0" alt="I am an average blogger"&gt;&lt;br&gt;AVERAGE BLOGGER. You update when you need to, but&lt;br&gt;not exessively. Your blog is active, but you&lt;br&gt;know people who update a lot more often.&lt;br&gt;Sometimes you use blogs to help communicate,&lt;br&gt;but you have a pretty healthy balance between&lt;br&gt;real life and blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/SummerSnowAngel/quizzes/How%20much%20of%20a%20journal%20%2F%20blog%20whore%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;How much of a journal / blog whore are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-107154644691718990?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107154644691718990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107154644691718990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107154644691718990' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-107147150301478099</id><published>2003-12-14T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T23:59:12.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Har-dee-har-har&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick updates times....hmm.....last update 9th......meh.........10th....don't remember nothin........11th.....OByrne Winter ball thang, twas a good time, and I was the only one to carry their date off the dance floor.....12th.....Friday...Boston Pizza........gift exchanges with Candace Claudia and Ashton....good fun......13th...Saturday....Watched Master and Commander....good movie....today....went to Claudia's for pirates of the caribbean....good movie. *breathes out* there we go....5 days in 5 lines. :d....well according to this....it'll probly be a different amount of lines later.....but we shall see. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-107147150301478099?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107147150301478099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107147150301478099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107147150301478099' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-107101823207582500</id><published>2003-12-09T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T18:04:37.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Blargh&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's come to my attention that Wednesday evening (17th) clashes with a buncha people's schedule's....blargh...I've got suggestions for Friday, and one even said the 23rd since the U of C people have exams all up until then. AHH now I'm all confuddled....how about we all comment on when we think it should be. I like that idea, I really do, I really really do...and then I'll think of something. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-107101823207582500?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107101823207582500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107101823207582500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107101823207582500' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-107100923952684461</id><published>2003-12-09T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T15:34:44.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;3....2....1.....UPDAAAATTEEEE!!!!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay....this has to be quick, I'm outta here in a bit. I haven't been updating lately, because..umm.....I really don't know, just haven't. Claudia's birthday was this Saturday, oh we all had a great ol' time....Long John 8". Muhaha...definitely one of the strangest birthday presents ever....haha. She also got a straightening iron which by some unknown means makes her look even hotter, however unpossible that may have seemed. Other than that.....meh. I called in sick for work today cuz....guess what...I'm sick. :s...but I feel a lot better now than when I woke up, so that's good. Anyways....gotta run.........oh and ONE MORE THING. My birthday...Wed. Dec. 17th, Jack Astors at 7. Spread the word, and be there. Everybody.....you all better......or I will....umm.....I got nothin....czesc all. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-107100923952684461?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107100923952684461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/107100923952684461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107100923952684461' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-106991108661219834</id><published>2003-11-26T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T22:31:58.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;2 updates in 2 days? UNHEARD OF&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm gonna try to update like a normal person....so I wake up this morning....work was.....interesting. Andy was "sick" Marc had to "go to court" (nobody believes it) so it left me and Matt to work the better part of the rush, luckily a buncha ppl came around 4/4:30ish, so I could go on break. Hmm...in the morning, when Marc was still there, Madman came in, and he cursed as usual....and some woman got mad since she had kids in her car, and told him to watch the language....he went ballistic....and got his license plate, and phoned the cops (plus Marc told her his full name as well to make shit easier) he's a crazy fuck, I hope he gets some jail time....all these regulars I already know....the taxi driver in the white van...always $20...or was it $25? Madman's always $20 of diesel....some Cruzn Coffee person with 2 tanks, is always $20 up, $10 down....crazy stuff. Hmm....and surprisingly nothing broke today (well it did before I got there, but it doesn't count) except I accidentally charged the wrong gas to peoples credit cards....oops....but its taken care of. But yea, other than the madman incident, and understaffage, work was....work....visited Obyrne on my first break....ate food at home during my second....9-5:30's a cool shift....I can wake up at 8/8:30ish, and make it on time, and I still have the evening. I should get it all the time...although next week it's 8:30-5s...with a 7:30-4 on tuesday....I need overtime.....yummy. $11 an hour. And also, I found out that within one hour a few days ago, we did three hundred and forty some cars....it equalled to 5.6 in a minute or something....that's insane. Me, Stel (Matt), and a few others...probably Gil, that guy's an insane coop robot. Enough about work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Subtitle (not work)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church today (choir shit) then I went over to chinook to meet up with Cloherty, Kerek and Derek (it rhymes haha) we walked for a bit, Kerek got a blacklight, and went to frank sissons for some pool....I suck....well not really, but I'm nowhere near as good as I was.....plus dollar tables are always small I hate em. I still won both games though. Then I ran home to eat some food....which was some sort of pasta...almost like lasagna....but not. Italian food is good...it seems Italian everything is good lately. :p That will be all for today....tommorow I shall have a longer not work part....since I have more time after work. lol. Ta ta all. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-106991108661219834?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106991108661219834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106991108661219834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106991108661219834' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-106981833063074128</id><published>2003-11-25T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T20:46:01.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;U&gt;Every week?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god....I haven't updated in a week...I seem to be doing this weekly....that's what happened right before my blog died last time.....well...you see...my blog....is in the hospital...yea....it had a heart attack...and I had to take the defibulator to shock it (yes that's what it's really called.....I think) and it's there, but in critical condition.....damn I need to update more, but seriously, it's all like "work" haha...although other stuff has went on......just too lazy to blog I guess. hmm.....weekend = Boston Pizza...it was amusing....then otherwise I'll just tell you my events of yesterday and today since everything else is blank....hmm....so yesterday, I goto work in the morning, and debit is broken.....and a buncha people try using debit anyways....fucking morons. Anyways...then visa broke down for about 15 minutes (probably while they tried to fix the debit) and then around 4:10.....all our pumps went down....we lined up garbage cans so people don't drive in....and they drive in anyways....I suggested lining up our cars, but they tried that before, and some crazy fucker who for some reason needed gas at coop real bad drove his truck through an employee's car......so that's like....meh....then 4:40 they went back up....and 20 minutes later I was done. I went to visit Claudia at work...and so nobody shoots me for not mentioning it, yes we are back together....and I kept knocking over some weird papers on the shelf. And then I went home....oh yea and I lost my mom's credit card too....but all was deactivated and saved. So then the cartoons grew unstable....and began to fall apart....and I woke up the next day....and worked again. Then my mom took the van during my break...and both my breaks were 50 minutes. muhaha....and then afterwards, I went to the bus stop, and who drives by, but a rusty white Corolla...I'm like...."whoa look at that rusty white corolla" and then I'm like "doesn't Candace drive one of those?" and then "!!!" and she saw me so she stopped and me her and Claudia went to my garage to see if Candace left her shirt in my van.....but alas it was not there. So then we went to superstore, for reasons I will not say to protect other peoples pride (not mine. :p) and then we went home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A la Fin to the max&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-106981833063074128?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106981833063074128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106981833063074128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106981833063074128' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-106922305535276310</id><published>2003-11-18T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T23:24:39.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;.....what is this....an UPDATE?!?!?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, I finally updated....you're probably all wondering why I haven't been updating.....one work.....WORD.....I mean....one word.....WORK. There we go....anyways....I really don't remember what I've been up to all week.....I worked, hung out with a few people here and there....nothing really in particular....although work is entertaining since on morning shifts I can swing by obyrne during my breaks and visit people....it's good fun....and I walk into classes with people and nobody notices. Haha. And a reminder....&lt;b&gt;29&lt;/b&gt; days till I be 18. Only 29 little days...and then I'll be....drunk....or in the hospital with alcohol poisoning....you take your pick. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-106922305535276310?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106922305535276310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106922305535276310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106922305535276310' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-106845051714335793</id><published>2003-11-10T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T00:48:34.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;U&gt;SATURDAY!!! SATURDAY...SAAAATURDAY!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hrmmmmmmm........what happened yesterdayyy????? Well I do remember leaving to jump start candaces car after running errands for the parents, coming home eating dinner, and then going to drive around with Candace for a while again......that's all that saturday held....that and figuring out how to set off an ABS trouble code to temporarily shut off ABS in the van. (yay) now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday of Febtober the 38th&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disregard the title really.....I basically went to church, came home, listened to a buncha george carlin and then Candy and Claudia came over (the usual Sunday, lol) and theeennnnnn...we drove around, picked up a buncha ppl, and drove around some more. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;And a rant!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.....I started ranting to myself today in the shower (yes I am crazy....when I think too much)....and for once I wasn't talking out of my ass...I had a point. You don't have to read all of this (although I suggest it since I find it pretty interesting myself while I type) but at least skim through some of it. Ok, here goes. I think it's safe to say that I put up with a lot of shit. No this isn't a big venting where I will reveal said shit.....no that's not what this is. I just think that the world would be a better place if people would just learn to suck it up every now and then. I mean cmon, I mean when I was a kid, I'd explode at every little thing...but then I learned it takes a lot less effort to just suck it up. Like fuck...the average person is so fucking lazy that if they start giving you shit, and you suck it up for a bit, they'll go away. And they'll most likely ever bug you again, cuz everybody has ADD....yes you heard me, WE ALL HAVE IT. We all have some sort of fuckin disorder in todays world. We all have ADD. Do you know anybody that always pays the right amount of attention? Fuck no. Such a person doesn't exist....I am willing to bet the second I turn 18 I can get myself a prescription for dex....like fuck these diseases are so easy to fake....bipolar disorder....or should I say Incredible Hulk Syndrome? Normal one moment, a fuckin psycho the next...then we have just plain old run of the mill depression....yes I admit I've been depressed at times, but I have NEVER needed drugs for it. They say depression is a actual physical disorder when neurons or shit in your brain can't get to the right somethings...so what they're saying is someone who's depressed because somebody close to them died isn't depressed? Or are they saying that the death of someone causes these neurons to not reach the right fuckin place....I am willing to bet they say A....why don't you give those people anti-depressants? They should be back to "normal" like a child riding his first bike. Or maybe they say B? Well then that means that everybody else is depressed for a fucking reason. Something happened in their lives that caused them to be depressed. Simple enough...and all those counsellors...all those counsellors....why pay someone who doesn't know you to talk about all your problems when they probably entertain their friends with everyone's problems. "Oh god....this guy's just depressed cuz he can't get any" etc....like FUCK. That's what friends and family are for. I have never turned to anyone but them (although my family isn't good for that, but if yours is, be happy) A psychologist doesn't give a shit....he just wants your fuckin money to pay off that useless $10 000 fuckin student loan he took out to be able to legally pretend to listen what you have to say, and offer generic lines that are supposed to make you feel better, and when they don't, they get you committed. Basically...people just make too big a fuckin deal out of everything. Public insurance...there's another one. Some provinces in Canada are blessed with provincial govt insurance, and they pay yearly what we pay a month (or in my case, ie. occasional, they pay jack shit, even if they are under 25) but they bitch and complain anyways. Some woman was just on the news that her back hurts if she does anything remotely physically challenging....the real kicker was....my back couldn't support all the weight she had...she looked to be about 4 hundred pounds. Geezus...my back sucks, my spines crooked, caused my hips to be slightly crooked...I hiked up a fucking mountain a few months ago, and a bit over halfway up, my back started to hurt....I climbed up about a quarter of the way further, lied down for 10 minutes, and made it the rest of the way up. When I was younger I was worried, I wanted to get operations and fix it....but now I say fuck it. People with a spine like mine will usually get it "fixed" ASAP, even tho the success rate for that operation is probably well under %50, then they can't walk, and they bitch and complain some more. Well if you just didn't give a shit (the only time my back ever hurts is when I'm in really weird positions for a long time, ie. hiking and bent forward, or working on a car sometimes...otherwise it's good as nothin else. Then we have that women from the news....she complained cuz the provincial insurance is "no fault" hence no injury lawsuits if there's no proof that it was caused by the accident. So she bitches and complains...while with HALF the money she saved by not paying our fucking premiums she could buy her painkillers for the rest of her life (even if she chose not to suck it up) and probably even buy a new fucking car.  The real kicker here is...this woman was big enough to break a fuckin fork lift. If she spent a little less money on food, she could have enough to "pay for her painkillers" Geezus, now I have nothing against overweight people....I do however have something against overweight people who are overweight due to laziness and an overly ridiculous appetite that in one day wastes enough food to feed Africa for a year, and then they call it a "medical condition" what the FUCK is that? "I want an extra seat on the plane" EAT LESSS!!!! FUCK! You'll have enough money to pay for that extra seat, and if you eat less you won't even fucking NEED IT!!! Then you can go buy yourself some clothes that don't have to be bought at a big and tall store which you probably find prejudiced too. Gawd...then think back to just a few centuries ago....if someone had my so called "back problem" they wouldn't give a shit....I mean we find operations for everything....they'll operate on someones back, they'll complain that now they can't even walk......well shouldn't have been a pussy before the operation then eh? Wanna turn back time? Well you're too late. You fucked up real good. Now there's a kid in Africa who's too worried about eating to give a shit that he has to lie down a few times for a few mintues in the course of the day....or there's me who just thinks that's bullshit....breast implants, here's another fuckin useless operation. "They're too smallll" Well so they go and get implants, and then they complain "I can't feel them anymore" well what good is a rack that doesn't serve any purpose other than eye candy? From what I've heard, a breast with an implant even feels like something you could experience by squeezing a ziploc bag full of water....which is just not the same. I bet they'll even make up a disease name for those girls who want implants...microbustosis....minitittie disorder...do you see a large amount of guys complaining about having a small member? Do you see guys getting them extended? Fuck no. We live with it. Guys getting lip injections? Never. Guys getting plastic surgery? (Unless they're rich famous fucks who have went past their peak so they cut half their fucking face off and use the skin to cover up their asshole just for attention) no. The average guy, doesn't get surgery or any of that shit. Either should girls...it's bad enough how conforming gets large groups of airhead girls to dress like famous people....but to start cutting off large slabs of skin, sewing it together, and reusing it somewhere else, to look like someone else? That's a little far. And it seems the harder they try to look like some rich arrogant bitch, the more they complain about how they don't look like them....soon they're gonna start selling Britney Spears fucking replica body parts (or Hillary Duff for you youngens) to replace yours with once they figure out how to do that (I fear the day that they do) God. You're never going to be them ok? Be your own fucking self. I digress, and back to the topic at hand....basically it all boils down to petty arguments...shit. As we all know, Steve Kohlman urinated in my oven....but you know what? I don't give a shit anymore....maybe I'll get drunk one day and piss on the fuckin sunroof in his car...fucked if I know.....yes oven urination sounds like a big deal, but I don't give a shit. Yes, a lot of the people I'm currently friends with have done some things to me that most would view as unforgivable.....but hey, give it a bit of time, it's all good. Then there's things that most people view as "forgivable but still mean"...I don't give a flying fuck. Nobody's fucking perfect. Even I'm not....in fact I'm sure this rant is gonna get me blasted by more than one person, and that's expected....I am blasting a shitload of majorities here, I'm bound to cover everyone at least thrice. Everyone just needs to stop making a big deal out of....everything. Sometimes all that people need is a good fight, just beat the shit out of eachother, or yell at eachother, or have a little prank war, he pisses in my oven, I shit on his doorstep, fuck I dunno (although I'd never shit on anyone's doorstep, that was hypothetical yet kinda gross) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For anyone who read this whole thing....or for those who don't. Try to at least get the message. "Don't take life too seriously, you'll never get out alive." -VW (Van Wilder...not VolksWagen)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-106845051714335793?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106845051714335793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106845051714335793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106845051714335793' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-106828669013083678</id><published>2003-11-08T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-11-08T03:18:08.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;*Tries to blog......*&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my blog is being slow, but maybe it can update. Well today consisted of....running errands for the parentals, and then I went to Kevin's to help fix his damn computer.....bloody machines....jeezus....isn't it great when you install windows and it brags at how it's "more reliable than windows 95" when they shouldn't even use the word reliable since it sucks so much the whole computer had to be wiped out. *makes his loud frustration closed mouth growling noise* Then off to Sam's I went...and met up with Candy, Keith, Sam, Vanja and Nick...we went to Timmy ho's, then we went to pick up Claudia, and off to Boston Pizza we ran....we ran so far awwaaaaaaaaa-......ahh I'll stop now........or not......SO FAR AWWAAAYYYYYY!!!!!! And we ate pizza, and poured......everything into a cup of water.....while Vanja attempted to make lemonade...and then I started ranting about Spoonman and such. Then we went to drive Nick home...and he forgot his bag so we turned around....in that fun way (EEBRRAAAKEEEEEE!!!!!!!!....which I used WAYYYYY too much tonite) and then I dropped off Vanja and Keith, and then to Midnapore to drop off Claudia, then we went to sev and talked to "guy who works at sev that looks like other guy from other sev" and then we went downtooownnnn for a bit, and got yelled at by some stupid skanky lookin girls that got out of a taxi for absolutely no reason. Then we head back south, and I dropped Candy and Sam off at Candy's, and went home....buuuut I must tell the bunny story.....WE SAW TWO BUNNIES FUCKING ON CANDACES STREET!!!!!!!! It was amazing...there was a bunny on the way there at the beginning....but then there were 2 bunnies that time.....and then they started fucking.....it was fucking crazy. That's all bunnies really do....I mean geezus even in the Czech language bunnies are called "field fuckers" pretty much.....as in some sort of being that frolicks in a field and fucks all day long. Then the bunnies stopped fucking and started running after eachother, but then we couldn't find the other one, and either could bunny#1, so it ran away, and then I drove away. *breathes out* what a sentence.....anyways....that shall be all.....no playlist since it's too late to play music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MSNage&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krispy - "spirit quest" = Get drunk and think too much&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-106828669013083678?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106828669013083678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106828669013083678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106828669013083678' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-106824724397188882</id><published>2003-11-07T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T16:20:41.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Can't blog now....but&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time....but here's my "battlecry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="http://bdmonkeys.net/~chaz/battle.php" method="get"&gt;&lt;table align=center width=400 cellpadding=4 cellspacing=1 border=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=black align=center&gt;&lt;p style="color:red;font-family='times new roman';font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Is Your Battle Cry?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffbb77" align=center&gt;&lt;p style="margin:10px;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:16px;color:#000;"&gt;&lt;font face="old english text mt,old english text" size=+3&gt;R&lt;/font&gt;unning out of the candy store, brandishing a bladed baseball bat, cometh &lt;b&gt;The Transporter&lt;/b&gt;! And he gives a low scream:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:11px;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:18px;color:#000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm going to flog you until you have puppies!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor="#aaaaaa"&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:14px;color:#000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Find out!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter username: &lt;input type="text" name="usrname" value="The Transporter"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you &lt;input type="radio" name="sex" value="f"&gt;a girl, or &lt;input type="radio" name="sex" value="m"checked&gt;a guy ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type=submit value="Submit"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=black align=center&gt;&lt;p style="color:red;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:12px;margin:0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;created by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/beatings/"&gt;&lt;font color="#cc00ff" face="times new roman"&gt;beatings&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;:&lt;b&gt; powered by &lt;a href="http://www.bdmonkeys.net/"&gt;&lt;font color="#cc00ff" face="times new roman"&gt;monkeys&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-106824724397188882?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106824724397188882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106824724397188882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106824724397188882' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-106807715590449932</id><published>2003-11-05T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T17:05:54.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;SHIZYESTERDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well shizyesterday....hmm...my shizmemory sucks. lol....I went to shizokotoks...that's all I remember.......and today me and shizbritt decided that every shizword shall be preceded with shizshiz. So bear with shizme through this shizentry. Even though this is shizalmost that will be shizsaid in this shizentry....so that shall be the shizend of the shizentry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Unshizzed subtitle&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy god *breathes out* that's enough for hurting your brains...today I went to obyrne to visit people. Obyrne is strange.....and nobody's ever noticed that I am not a student there....so muhahaha. Well at least no teachers or anythin...I even go into classes with people. It's fun. Saw Claudia of course, and Candy, Keith Mitchell, a buncha their ppl, and also a buncha ppl I went to junior high with...and that Graham guy that got hired at coop the same time I did....and old bus people...and old bus people's brothers....and....yea I saw everyone.  And tonight I have to hit up church....blargh. Dah well. THINK OF THE MONEYYYY!!!! Muhaha. Double church moneyness. Other than that.....at least I get to drive to church alone....I like driving alone sometimes...lets me crank up music without having to turn it down to talk to someone, or without having to yell for them to hear me....muhaha....and GEEZUS I gotta be outta here in like 10 minutes. I had better run....NOW!!!! CIAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;playlist&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whitesnake - Here I go again&lt;br /&gt;Skid Row - Youth Gone Wild&lt;br /&gt;STP - All in the suit that you wear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-106807715590449932?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106807715590449932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106807715590449932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106807715590449932' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-106793535545657256</id><published>2003-11-04T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T01:42:33.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Rather uneventfulness...and a survey&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was rather, uneventful, other than eating lunch at joey tomatoes, that's about all worth mention. So now......survey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAME? Mike (originally Michal....except the "l" should have a line through it...and now it's apparently MichEAL :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE DID YOU GET IT FROM? Mike...from people not wanting to say Michael, which was so because my parents wanted people to say my legal name properly, Michal came from my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY: December 17th 1985&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOCATION NOW: Hmm....not exactly sure (examines surroundings) I don't think I've ever seen this.....holy CRAP this is my house. (in Calgary....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BORN: Winnipeg Manitobahhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT: People...they make the world go 'round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEIGHT: 5'9 or somethin...173cm according to my license which would be...5'9"...even tho that was a year ago and it must be wrong, since I was NOT 5'9" a year ago...at least I don't think I was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIR: Dark Blond or medium brown....you make the call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EYES: Blueeee....and sometimes green too...haha Claudia you ain't the only one with colour changin eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOE SIZE: 11 1/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHTY/LEFTY: Righty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW MANY PEOPLE ARE IN YOUR FAMILY: Fiiiive technically...although with my brother gone it's 4....ahh peace and quiet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARENTS NAMES: Maria and Josef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE THEY YOUR REAL PARENTS: That's what THEY say....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THEY DO FOR A LIVING: My dad does drafting for the Trans Canada Pipeline....and my mom takes care of pplz at the nursing home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW MANY SIBLINGS DO YOU HAVE: Got a brudda....Richard he's 20....and he lives in Vancouver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT YOU LIKE/DISLIKE ABOUT YOUR FAMILY: It's usually not so bad....although my mom sometimes turns totally evil. &gt;:-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STATES YOUR RELATIVES LIVE IN: States....nobody lives in the freakin states....unless you count "the State of Poland" muhaha. Other than my immediate family, and my cousin Wojciech (pronounced 'voy cheh', although everyone says 'voy check') they all live there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW MANY BEDROOMS IN YOUR HOUSE: 4...although 1 is now bedless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW MANY TVS: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW MANY PHONES: I don't really know....hmm....new one, trippy one, cordless one, the broken cordless one which really doesn't count, and the kitchen one.....so I guess 5, or 4 working ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW MANY FLOORS: 2...unless you count the front doorstep area thingy as a floor, that'd make it 8...I mean 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW MANY COMPUTERS: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVE TV SHOW: That 70s shoooowww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOST FAV SONG: Probly a close call between Sweet Child O' Mine and November Rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVE BAND: Ahh there's too many.....any good 80s rock band is bound to have my ears listenin to it (except Motorhead, sorry Lemmy your voice annoys the piss outta me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU IN A BAND: no...unless you count playing keyboards for the church childrens choir. haha...I mean geezus that should be a band if "Boy bands" are bands even tho they don't play any instruments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT KIND OF MUSIC DO YOU LIKE: I listen to a wide variety, although 80s shtuff is more common than anything else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT KIND OF MUSIC DO YOU DISLIKE: Country (except 'the truth about men' by tracey byrd cuz it's funny....) and Polish Cabarets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ARE 3 OF YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM FLAVORS? Hmm....Coffee, Chocolate, and oreoooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ARE 5 OF YOUR ALL TIME FAVORITE MOVIES? Clerks, Mallrats, Chasing Amy, Dogma, and Road Trip (Yes strikes back isn't a contendor...it was a sell-out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT STAR WOULD YOU LIKE TO MEET? Gawd too much....too many good musicians, and actors....seriously way too many.....ALL OF EM dammit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST MEMORY: Everything starting around grade 11....I met so many great people, had so many great times it's impossible to pick out one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORST MEMORY: Don't feel like sharing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS THERE ANY MOVIE THAT YOU KNOW ALL THE LINES TOO: Unfortunately there's probably more than 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORST FEAR: Having somebody close to me become a victim of their own selves...I couldn't take that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVE BOOK: Have a Nice Day by Mick Foley....lol I don't watch wrestling anymore, but it's still one of the most honest auto-biographies I've ever read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU A DARING PERSON: I like to say I am...so yes I am. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE PART OF HIGH SCHOOL: Grad...we definitely left our mark there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW MANY BONES HAVE YOU BROKEN?: amazingly....none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUNNIEST JOKE: Definitely a moment of Drew Carey, when Oswald got a new bike, and Drew walks in&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Lewis, where's Oswald?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, he's waxin the bike."&lt;br /&gt;"that's what ya guys call it now?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, Drew, he's waxing his new bike"&lt;br /&gt;"Umm...Oswald?" (points to Oswald's bike in the corner of the room&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I guess he's masturbating!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, the bluntness of Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVE RESTERAUNT/FAST FOOD JOINT: Sushi Ginza....been there too many times to count now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COUNTRY YOU'D LIKE TO LIVE IN: Germany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE VACATION: Hmm...probly Wisconsin Dells.....great place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE: An actor....I just love to pretend to be someone else, even tho I love who I am...it's almost like living another life....it's really epic for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU CURRENTLY HAVE A JOB: Read previous entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU A RELIGIOUS PERSON: Not really, but kinda, in my own way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU A VIRGIN: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN ALCOHOLIC: Nnnope, although I have a few drinks every now and then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGE: Purple Guana...alcohol and intense amounts of caffeine all in one drink....brilliance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE NON ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGE: Iced teaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU READ YOUR HOROSCOPE: Nnnnope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCARIEST DREAM: One day when I was younger, I had a dream that we were driving to church, and we passed by the big cemetary in Winnipeg that we passed by on the way to church every sunday...except there was a big cloth about 3 rows of tombstones down blocking off the back of the cemetary, cuz that was where the demons were allowed to roam free or something, but the cloth was translucent, and you could see children being chased by demons....then a demon broke free of the cloth, and attacked our car and killed the whole family....that dream back then scared the living shit outta me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATS THE LONGEST AMOUNT OF TIME YOU'VE GONE WITHOUT SLEEPING: I've went 40 hours once....but I'm sure I've gone longer, that's the only accurate time I remember....when I went to Poland my sleeping patterns got pleasantly fackered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE TYPE OF GUM: Dentyne ice Shiver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU LIKE TO PARTY: Yyyeeeeesss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANY INTEREST IN SOMEONE AT THE MOMENT: A certain sexy Italian who will remain nameless :p (ie. read a few entries down ya lazy something-or-others) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE THEME PARK RIDE: Drop of FEAAAARRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU HAD KIDS, WHAT WOULD YOU NAME THEM: Ahh..scary thoughts, kids. lol....but Garen, Natalia, Alexandra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE YOU'D WANT TO BE STRANDED ON A DESERT ISLAND WITH: Dane Cook...but I'd have to have a rifle...then he can entertain me for the rest of his days, damn he's hilarious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU COULD HAVE ONE SUPER POWER WHAT WOULD IT BE? If I could flyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORST HABIT: Messing around with the shifter when I drive automatics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO U FIND ATTRACTIVE IN THE OPPOSITE SEX:  Well, being a guy, yes looks are a major factor, I'm not gonna lie here...I really like when a girl has eyes that you can get lost in (no matter how cliche that last phrase was) and I'm a sucker for good perfume...don't know why...and ultimately the girl's gotta be as crazy as I am...in that good way. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that would be the first survey EVER that didn't ask when I started and finished the damn thing.....and no playlist or MSNage today....but schmeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-106793535545657256?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106793535545657256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106793535545657256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106793535545657256' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-106784652165078166</id><published>2003-11-03T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T01:02:00.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Additional entreeeeeeee&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also must mention another reason for hyperness, coop interview....I've got 32 hours next week!!! AT LEAST, and they might call me in this week....and since my church cheque is a minimal $240 a month now (I've got to play for the children's choir wednesday, so at least $240...$270 on months with 5 wednesdays or 5 sundays....so that shall be my spending money....and I can save EVERYTHING from coop....which means I will have a car daaaaamn quick. Yayyyyyy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-106784652165078166?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106784652165078166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106784652165078166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106784652165078166' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-106783856844811162</id><published>2003-11-02T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T22:49:26.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Dimanche.....Niedziela....Sunday.....Tuburculosis....whatever language you speak&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my eventful eventful Sunday, went a little something like this. "Michal, wstan z tego lorzka bo juz jest dziesiata..." I look at the clock and notice it's 9:30 not 10...geezus my mom exaggerates....so I wake up, and I church it like a motherfucker....play le organ, drive my family home, and off to co-op I go....where I filled out shiteloads of paperwork...then I was hungry, so I went to quiznos, and ate a delicious sub, get back in the van, look at the clock....well Claudia's off work soon, so I drove her home. Then I went home, and very shortly after Candace and Claudia came over to watch some mooovies....so we watched the disaster of a party video from yesterday, lol....and then some other stuff....Candace went home so me and Claudia watched a good bit of Clerks...then she had to go home, so I drove her home....and for all you nosey nosey people who want to know every detail of my life, yes me and Claudia are going out now. Mike? With a girlfriend? Unspoken of....muhaha...well not anymore. That shall be all for tonite. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Playlist&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linkin Park - Faint&lt;br /&gt;Red Hot Chili Peppers - Soul To Squeeze&lt;br /&gt;STP - Interstate Love Song (Yes it's a good song, notice that this is like the tenth time it's been on this playlist) &lt;br /&gt;Sugarcult - Bouncing off the walls again (Again....and I used the "(again)" thing again).....again....if you read the same word over and over it starts to look like it's spelt wrong...again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-106783856844811162?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106783856844811162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106783856844811162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106783856844811162' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-106775973820356269</id><published>2003-11-02T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T00:55:36.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Please check your bloggage before entering the terminal....&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm....so after that update, I chillaxed here, prepared stuff for parents since we were to have company....I then left here to meet up with Candy and Sam, and we drove to gawk at pump hill houses, drove to see if Kerek was home but he wasn't, then there was 2 cars with 2 drivers that drove by that looked like him. Haha...but I couldn't follow them. We went to Sev, I got Jones...and saw guy that looks like guy who works at other Sev but isn't...aand thheennnnnnn....we drove Sam home, went to timmy hos and Wendy's, did some donuts, haha they're fun, dropped Candace off, and off home I went. The one gripe I have with the van...it has some strange problem and it causes it to not heat too well in the winter. Blargh. That no good. Anyways....that about sums it up for the night...actually I'm gonna drop in the garage and top off the coolant in that thing cuz it keeps showing up low. BLARGH stupid infernal life long dex-cool crap....what was wrong with the green stuff? People complained about the green stuff, they says to me "You have to flush it too often and change the thermostat" WELL THIS PINK STUFF SUCKS!!!! And by now I think I've confused everybody who has less than outstanding mechanical experience (and happens to know of dex-cool) And then tommorow....I shall....hmm.....muhahaha. *evil plans settling in* No MSNage tonight....I'm all MSNed out. Cyallllllllllll. haha......y'all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Playlist&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skid Row - 18 and Life&lt;br /&gt;Skid Row - I Remember You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-106775973820356269?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106775973820356269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106775973820356269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106775973820356269' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-106772717925267238</id><published>2003-11-01T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-11-01T15:52:57.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;THE TRANSPORTER!!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy gawd...so yesterday...hmmmss...oh yea. Halloween party. Haha...well I didn't do much beforehand...just call around figure stuff out....and then we head out....so I pick up Candy and Kevin, then goto Wiesner's to get him, Cloherty, Anderson and Derek....Anderson went RIGHT home from Wiesner's, he was ALREADY GONE AT 8:30!! HE DIDNT EVEN MAKE IT TO BRENNAS!!! Geezus....anyways....after that.....I got there...and was about to drink a drink or two since I didn't expect to drive till 2 in the morning at least.....but nope...Alecia's friend Megan needs a ride...no biggie so I hold the alcohol....we get Megan getting Kevin liquor and me cigars in the process....then we go back to the party....by the time we're back 99% of the house is pleasantly innebriated.....some a little too much....Monica...I've never seen her drunk....she couldn't even stand.......Scott was in the bathroom for like...hours....chopper and McMahon got fucked shortly after, Candy drank a little too much too....Me, and Derek were keeping the peace inside. Cloherty was kicking unknown people out and not letting any strangers in....my shoes disappeared...but re-emerged later....then we started having to take care of really drunk people and such....it was....crazy. Good thing me and Alecia were both sober. We're usually the ones taking care of people. So then yea.....I looked around....look outside...who's got a car? I see 2 vehicles that belong to the party.....Monica's CR-V (which is not going ANYWHERE) and my van....*counts people* AHHH I'm makin a few trips.....I drive Kevin and Chopper home cuz they were....fucked, come back....get Candy Cloherty Derek Danny home.......Alecia came with us to make sure Candy was ok...and then back....for Pierre and Lesley who'd been tryin to call a taxi all night....and Wiesner and Dion. *breathes out* I went to sleep at around 5 in the morning....I had tons of caffeine in me and I was awoken at about 10:30....cuz we hafta goto church...schmeh....at least I got my payychequee. I had a bit of a headache yesterday, and a bit of a cold this morning, but I took some disgustingly strong home remedy that I need a chaser for. lol.....and I'm feelin back to normal pretty much. Yesterday's headache was probly a caffeine OD. lol....better than fallin asleep behind the wheel....and I watched part of the video....rather....crazy. lol. And now here I am....I feel so weird....it's like I'm tired, but I'm not, but I am.....it's.....gawd I refucked my sleeping patterns that's for sure. Dah well....now I need to find a plan for tonight....cuz I don't wanna stay home. AHHHH *breathes out* That's today's update peepolze.....or yesterdays.......todays will come later....or tommorow......yea.....! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Playlist&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy Joel - Piano Man (muhahaha :P) &lt;br /&gt;Bon Jovi - Bed of Roses&lt;br /&gt;Coal Chamber - Shock the Monkey&lt;br /&gt;Don Henley - I will not go Quietly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-106772717925267238?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106772717925267238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106772717925267238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106772717925267238' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-106758928834805342</id><published>2003-10-31T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T01:34:47.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;A jar of almonds&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm....so I wake up....earlier than usual...so I get ready and such, eat my breakfast, drink my coffee and such, and then high tail it to obyrne...by bus....oh how we all love the bus, oui oui...les poisson les poisson ho ho ho hee hee hee.....ok I'm gonna stop right aabouuuuttttt............NOW!!! So then I got there, met up with Claudia, Candy, and some other people excuse me for not remembering....I'm tiiired. Nate was there too (cool piercing guy we met in the summer, it was coolness) We wandered around Obyrne....without me getting caught. muhaha...I blend right in....and one of their teachers was dressed up as spongebob. It was...amusing. The guy had trouble walking with a big square thing around him....it wasn't like a costume....he wasn't spongebob, no...his eyes didn't match up with bob's....no.....he was WEARING SPONGEBOB!! HE MADE THE CHILDREN ALL CRYYYYY!!!!! Ok then I also saw Yuri, and asked him if he drove today. haha...it was....amusing....and he said he drove although I should have got a ride from him, then it'd be like "Mike can you push the gas for me? I can't reach it" haha....enough of that...I was there for a good while, and then I went home....I took the bus with Ashton....it was...interesting. lol.....I then went home, and was supposed to leave around 7:30, but noooooooo.....my brother called...blarg. Stupid guy....so now he has to muster $29 000 in the next few years for school....which he'll probly put ahead of paying me my $300 car fee (hey......$275 of that is parts....I mean...geezus $25 for all that labour I did? I did like....60 hours of it at least in the last week alone) So basically....I'm gonna have to either not get that money back or get my parents to pay me that because my brother's a moron....geezus there's $270 of parts I payed for in there....not to mention all that work...geezus I thought I'd have a car....and blah I rant about cars again.......anyways. Then he finally gets off the phone, and I call Candace and we leave....we then go to CPU, and go downtown and keep heading north to Hwy 1 and head west until like, COP...and then turned around....just a good drive...but geez, horrible driving conditions. Then we get to shawnessy, goto Sev, buy a slurpee....haha.....then to Midnapore, and old 7-11 mail clerk guy was there, so me and him started doin donuts in the parking lot, it was fun. Then yea, we talked to him for a bit and went home...and here I am....and I am gonna sleep like....a sleeping person...or something or other and....yea. Sleep....Bye all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MSNage&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krispy - Deep deep discussion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Playlist&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Use For a Name - Not Your Savior&lt;br /&gt;Whitesnake - Here I go again (Again, hee hee)&lt;br /&gt;Velvet Revolver - Slither&lt;br /&gt;Sugarcult - Bouncing off the Walls Again&lt;br /&gt;Skid Row - I Remember You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-106758928834805342?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106758928834805342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106758928834805342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106758928834805342' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-106749125377770357</id><published>2003-10-29T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T22:20:48.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;ENTRY!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....so......now today......................went........like.....dots.....this......muhaha!!!!!!!!!! :D:D:D Brown sugar is good. AAAAaanyways.....so today I shoveled me a little snow, and otherwise, I chillaxed with my grandma most of the day. Otherwise the day was all like....meh.....oh and that 70s show is great. Seezin Preemeaire...muhaha. I kan spel. Whaahaha. And for some reason this afternoon shaw internet cut out in all of southern rural Alberta......and Midnapore. Whuhaaha. That will be all for now.....halloween in 2 days......video camera will attend. :D!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MSNage&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy - Yesterday's awesome foginess.&lt;br /&gt;Josh - He left and he hasn't come back yet. AHHH!!! haha. &lt;br /&gt;Jamie - Something about Joseph Stalin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Playlist&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Used - Blue and Yellow&lt;br /&gt;The Used - The Taste of Ink&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-106749125377770357?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106749125377770357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106749125377770357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106749125377770357' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-106745866714390806</id><published>2003-10-29T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T13:17:46.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;A Day late...and a dollar short&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...let's see....yesterdayness...what did I do? I thought "shit it's gonna snow today" and otherwise...I didn't do an entire load of anything yesterday really...until the evening where I went on a quick halloween costume shopping escapade with Alison and Candy....Alison got a bunch of her costume....and I acquired mine...and it's not an altar boy...it has changed. Muhahah. Anyways...Driving in that weather sucks....blarg...and there was already a nice hefty accident on McLeod......someone rear ended a PICKUP TRUCK. Smart goin eh? Yea...the car was quite fubar but there was no ambulance or anything, so it seemed that nobody got hurt which is gooood. Other than that, not much else took place...I went home...and schemed evilly, because we all know that I AM SO EVIL. And I had some messed up dreams after I went to sleep.... ever had a frog read you a story? Didn't think so....but the story was all gibberish, and I thought it was the coolest story ever, even though it was nothing. It was so cool. The frog was wearing glasses and everything. Ahh....that's all the fun for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MSNage&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brit - Halloween costumes, horny devils and such. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Playlist&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanoi Rocks - A Day Late and a Dollar Short&lt;br /&gt;Hellloween - If I Could Fly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-106745866714390806?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106745866714390806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106745866714390806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106745866714390806' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-106732634918672391</id><published>2003-10-28T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T00:32:28.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Easiest....Doorhandles.....evar!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh....Blue Monday....is there a song for every day of the week? Sunday Bloody Sunday, Blue Monday....meh I'm sure there is. I'll post the titles daily. muhaha. Even though technically it's Tuesday, as far as I'm concerned, ITS MONDAY, cuz I want it to be Monday. Now...here's my day all summed up reaaaal quick. I wake up at a decent time for once....I slowly rise up from bed, I stretch, walk upstairs and grab a coffee....I closed the kitchen window properly cuz it was open a crack, and told my grandma why I was messing with it....I then....oh wait...this was supposed to be REAAAAAL quick. Ok, Coffee, shower, Breakfast, watching the transporter, and then I went to the co-op group interview. It was pretty cool, and I seemingly did really well at the thing. The guy mentioned stuff about introverts and how they usually don't get hired, so I was glad to be able to be my good extroverted self muhaha. We had to ask someone questions, and I was the only one who didn't seem to cringe at standing up and talking to a group of 15 people, so twas all good. Some people I notice are just so mistrusting of people simply cuz they're scared of general ridicule by people who they won't even see most of them ever again. Dah well. Then again I used to be like that...but if you let me meet myself 2 years ago I STILL wouldn't understand me. Then I got home, ate supper, got a call from Josh....he wants help with his Jetta, since it needs to be roadworthy ASAP due to the previously mentioned shit. Basically all we did today was put on new doorhandles, and they were seriously the (See title....too lazy to write 3 words again.....wait I just wrote......WAIGNAINWOFNNFA) Anyways....then I basically went home, and did the usual MSNing and such....and there shall be no more playlists, since I just listen to KNAC now, and recommend you all do the same. Some of the harder newer stuff might be too much, but the good ol' 80s stuff, EVERYBODY will like it....well at least they BETTER like it. That shall be all for tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MSNage&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChrisP - Mallrats Quotes....muhaha Mallrats rules&lt;br /&gt;Chopper - His computer is being a fucknut&lt;br /&gt;Anne - Stuff bout ChrisP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-106732634918672391?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106732634918672391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106732634918672391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106732634918672391' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-106723976151197951</id><published>2003-10-27T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T00:30:43.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Today 2: This time it's not Today 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Candy and Claudia showed up, and we got to Dogma pretty quick.....Candy found it confusing...but then again so did I the first time I saw it. The best quote is definitely "You can't be anal retentive if you don't have an anus" Haha.....halfway through the movie, doorbell rings...I'm like "was that my doorbell?" "yea" well then judging by the lack of my dog barking I could assume my dad and my dog were gone, and since my mom was at church.....crap I have to answer the door....I go there and who's there but Brit Linds and Tristan....blast from the past indeed. So we goto Timmy Ho's for a slight intermission, and then went back here, the other people left, and back to Dogma. So we finish watching it, and Candy jets it home quickly cuz she was already late. Claudia stuck around for a little while longer, and then I drove her home. That's about the jist of it, and thank you for coming Claudia, I had a great night, hope ya did too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MSNage&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChrisP - Basically talking about change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Playlist&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STP - Sex Type Thing&lt;br /&gt;Styx - Mr Roboto&lt;br /&gt;Flogging Molly - Salty Dog&lt;br /&gt;Hot Action Cop - Fever For the Flava&lt;br /&gt;Queen - Bohemian Rhapsody&lt;br /&gt;STP - Meatplow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-106723976151197951?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106723976151197951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106723976151197951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106723976151197951' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-106720506741403489</id><published>2003-10-26T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-26T14:51:07.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;A night of coincidence&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so yesterday, blarg, parents leave for the evening yay....so I leave, me and Candy goto 7-11, and decide to walk to timmy ho's, when I see a car pulled over and I say "hey that looks like Josh's car, broken down or somethin" and Candy's like "It's probably not tho........wait that's Paulina" and it was like....whoa. Some asshole forgot his signal on and drove into Josh's door while he was turning. Car accidents seem to happen around me too much....I got a big headrush of that day when I was walking to organ lessons and that car spun and wrapped around a tree....blah bad influx of bad memories, it's over, and nobody was hurt in any case...apparently people are a little sore after yesterday but that about covers it. Then we drove around uselessly pretty much, while I pretended to do shit my parents told me to. muhaha. Then today......ooh I need a new title for today......it shall be.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;TODAY!!!!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Don't the exclamation points make it cool? Anyways...it then came to be that the head priest duder wasn't at church so I don't get paid till next week (cue Mike's slight angriness from lack of monthly cheque. GRRRRR) and then I drove home, and got cut off by some asshole who also yelled at me through his window....and I flipped him off. muhaha...and then my dad said he was freaking even worse. :P Haha. Good thing my mom wasn't around...she hates when I flip people off cuz she thinks they'll pull a gun. Dah well. Other than that, Candy and Claudia are comin over later to watch Dogmahhhhhh. Well I shall take my leave now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MSNage&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy - DOWNLOAD FLOGGING MOLLY&lt;br /&gt;ChrisP - "girls don't like boys girls like cars and money"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Playlist&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Verve - Bittersweet Symphony (again)&lt;br /&gt;All American Rejects - Swing Swing&lt;br /&gt;Crowded House - Hey Now Hey Now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-106720506741403489?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106720506741403489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106720506741403489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106720506741403489' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-106707516554423491</id><published>2003-10-25T03:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-25T03:46:04.893-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;A movie night that....was...and some birthdays and stuff&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So l wake up, and I think I went somewhere but I don't remember, it's late.....I would have blogged a bit earlier but my internet cut out....so blarg. Anyways....then I get calls from people here and there, and everything's all cool, and I eventually head out to Moxie's for the Alecia/Brenna early birthday fiasco. Hmm....who was all there, Brenna, Kim, Derek, Cloherty, Wiesner, Anne, Alecia, Laz, Candy, Dave, Monica, Scott....I think I got everyone....so we eat without much question, and after much confusion, we finally head to Brennas. We popped in some good ol' Family Guy.....damn that show is great....then we proceed to watch "Wrong Turn", and throughout the movie we notice Scott, Kim, and Monica were in Darcy's room (Brenna's little brother) for like the whole night....then me Cloherty Wiesner go for a drive, and come back. Brenna and Derek seemed to hit it off good that night....and then some....as did Dave and Candy....anyways, then we watch the Crow....and at some point the people come out of Darcy's room, and this kid's like 12 years old....and he says "Damn it SMELLS LIKE SEX IN THERE" and everybody laughed....a lot. Brenna's little brother is cool, I shall corrupt him, and make him my minion to do all my evil bidding.....well not all of it.....I still get to do all the fun stuff :P. Aneeways....then we finally all high tail it home...and it's all good. We all had a good time, the usual group stuff, Cloherty and Wiesner fighting with other occasional people involved, Wiesner having trouble with stairs......the usual group stuff. We make everything fun...Wrong Turn was a pretty bad movie....it started out good, but they seriously killed off everyone way too early, and 40 minutes into the movie everything was way too obvious, and all the zombie things looked way too funny to be scary....but the fact that Eliza Dushku was in the movie redeemed it for the downsides. Then we left, we all went home, and everybody lived happily ever after *cue ending music from some Disney movie*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MSNage&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChrisP - This blog, and other blogs...in general.....blogblogblog...that's all...it is 3:45am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Playlist&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Verve - Bittersweet Symphony&lt;br /&gt;STP - Interstate Love Song&lt;br /&gt;Judas Priest - Rock Hard Ride Free&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-106707516554423491?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106707516554423491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106707516554423491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106707516554423491' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-106697434801601152</id><published>2003-10-23T23:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-23T23:56:32.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;A movie night that never was&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways....Le day goes as so. I wake up much too late....stupid insomnia I haven't been able to conk out till 4 every day....so I decided tonight I'm gonna drink myself to sleep. Anyways...so I wake up pissed off that it's already like....noon, and a bunch of my day is wasted. So I drink my coffee, eat my breakfast, and high tail it to go job hunting again....hit up the brick again to see if I can talk to some sort of authority to figure out the status of my applying there....and the customer service woman was a bitch, and didn't help me at all.....so I left, applied at the coop gas bar, and voila. Group interview on Monday....so boo yea. Then I got home, I drove my dad to Schanks for a little thing there....and then went home ate, and on my way out. I picked up Candy, went to Claudia's work to pick her up, and we went to southcentre to meet people only to find out they were all at the safeway...so we go there and after much confusion and stuff, and Wiesner saying "If Anderson's not here by 8:30 we're outta here" then 2 seconds later he says "WHOA" I'm like what? I turn around, and behind the glass is Anderson...it's like those horror movies with the guy with scars on his face and the lightning striking. :p lol...he don't look like that and there was no lightning....but you get the point. So after more confusion about who goes where.....we get to Brennas after renting some movie about Vampires...so then there was much confusion about popcorn....and by the time the movie was ABOUT to start, everyone save 2 or 3 people had to leave....so muhaha...meh, it was still fun. I had a good time that's all I shall say. :P heheh. Aaanyways...then I drove Candy and Claudia home, then I went home, and....I blogged, got interrupted as I needed to go get my mom from her work. And now I'm here. That will be all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MSNage&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anderson - His blog entry&lt;br /&gt;Krispy - Kokanee Gold&lt;br /&gt;Pierre - "I'm back" haha...stupid interruptions. Mmmmmeh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Playlist&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motley Crue - Girls Girls Girls&lt;br /&gt;Red Hot Chili Peppers - Suck My Kiss&lt;br /&gt;Nena - 99 Luftballons (GERMAN VERSION ALL DA WAYYYY)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-106697434801601152?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106697434801601152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106697434801601152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106697434801601152' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-106688600684038557</id><published>2003-10-22T23:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T23:13:26.833-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;2 days in one.....think I can pull off such an intense update?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so let's start with yesterday so you can get a somewhat chronological look at things. So yesterday I wake up, get my coffee, and then talk to the grandma a bit...and I get a phone call around 12:30 or something (I'm totally guessin on the times here) Candace, Claudia and Ashton are all at southland waiting for Ashton to get her tongue pierced....kewlness, so I went down there, and went in there although we couldn't watch the piercing happen...no screaming of any sort, so cool stuff. Anyways, I drive the 3 back to BOB, they check into the last period class, and come back out 5 minutes later, we chilled at the Y for a bit, then Candy went home, Ashton went home, and I gave Claudia a ride home since she lives a good 2 minute drive from here. Then, I get on a train afterwards to my dad's work which was....boring to say the least. Blarg, although I emptied the change of my wallet to a bum, and gave a bus ticket to another bum....so it was fun. I love downtown...so lively. Then, I get home, and pretty much do nothing till I goto bed (except watch the transporter and sit on MSN. Then I just went to sleep.....couldn't sleep till like 4 o'clock in the fuckin morning tho....so I read some Car and Driver and did some math to figure out how much money I can make if I work my sorry ass off. Muhaha....Money is goood. Then, I sleep, wake up again, and get a call from Candace...again...they're bored....meh so was I, so I hit BOB again, and from there we hit the dollar store, and were on our way to co-op and we ran into Kendall, which was pretty kewl since I haven't seen her in a long time....they were talking about a rag so big requiring 40 tampons....I didn't need to hear that but since I did you all should hear it....I'm so evil....we also mentioned how James looks like the Sherminator. Haha.  Then we hit up co-op, get some drugs, had conversations about condoms...so we make our way back to BOB, and then chill with them at the Y once again since they're Social class is all Carroll style, and then I went home after grabbing some applications. I then went to church to play keyboard for a bunch of small children who sing. Disobedient little fuckers.....the words "LISTEN TO THE FUCKING NUN!!!" ran through my head a lot.  Haha. Anyways......then I drove home, walked the dog, talked to ppl, and here I am. I'm applying at gas bars tommorow. muhaha. That shall be all for today. Goodbye all....and I've managed to have a bunch of posts in a few days. Whee I rule. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MSNage&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy - How the word "sigh" is not spelt "sihg"&lt;br /&gt;French - How I'm black and all the white stuff is a birthmark&lt;br /&gt;Anderson - Women&lt;br /&gt;Josh M - How Church collection plate money makes its way to me&lt;br /&gt;Anne - Haha...."a whole whack of nothing" simple as that. wheehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Playlist&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All American Rejects - Swing Swing&lt;br /&gt;The Ataris - Boys of Summer&lt;br /&gt;The Used - The Taste of Ink&lt;br /&gt;Starship - We Built This City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-106688600684038557?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106688600684038557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106688600684038557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106688600684038557' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-106671471065966450</id><published>2003-10-20T23:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T23:38:30.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;TITLE!!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my day consisted of not much....although I had lunch at Mr. Schnapps with my mother, and ate a shitload of Calamari and some prawns. Geezus I'm such a seafood freak. Anyways...afterwards I go home, and wallow in boredom....until I was talkin to a few ppl on MSN, and it ended up with me, Candy, and Josh going to see American Wedding (yes...I've seen it b4, but cheap seats+good movie=goodness) and Stifler is a riot every fuckin time. &lt;br /&gt;"I hate not hating you shitbreak"&lt;br /&gt;"I did fuck your mother......twice"&lt;br /&gt;Hehe good times. Then we drove to Sev, where I was rudely ignored by someone who I ran into that I hadn't seen in a while. And guess what.....I REALLY CARED!!! haha shyeaaa right. So at sev I bought some "bawls" (a highly caffeinated drink, that they decided to name "BAWLS!!!" Anyways, then we drove around down 22x into "Evergreen Ridge" and drove down 24th, tripling the speed limit (twas fun) or was that 37th with the max 40 sign? Meh. Then we went down southland, came back around, went down McLeod, and I dropped Josh off, and then dropped Candy off. Now I'm here singin along to Morris day and the MOTHERFUCKIN TIME!!!!! (Jay and Silent Bob reference) and doing some MSNing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MSNage&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray - Talking about being in fucked up situations&lt;br /&gt;BC Matt - Talking about making fast Chevettes&lt;br /&gt;Tony - "Guess what this Thursday is?" "I dunno what?" "THURSDAY!!" "well no shit"&lt;br /&gt;Jamie - Halloween&lt;br /&gt;Candy - The fucked up love life of a former employee of the Midnapore Tim Hortons&lt;br /&gt;Anne - Halloween costumes&lt;br /&gt;ChrisP - Work and school&lt;br /&gt;Laz - we're about at the "what's up?" part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Playlist&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crowded House - Hey Now, Hey Now&lt;br /&gt;Europe - The Final Countdown&lt;br /&gt;Good Charlotte - The Anthem&lt;br /&gt;Morris Day and the (motherfuckin) Time - Jungle Love&lt;br /&gt;Sade - Smooth Operator&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-106671471065966450?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106671471065966450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106671471065966450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106671471065966450' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-106663397974360236</id><published>2003-10-20T01:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T01:12:59.760-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;U&gt;GLASNOST&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, here is my first attempt at......enetations. My blog is slowly, but surely taking shape. So now I shall go into the normal "what I did today, and what retarded crap I'm thinking" mode. Man I can't believe you guys actually read this. Stop reading NOW!!! Anyways, now that I have weeded out all the squeemish with the previous sentence, onto my day. It sucked. I went to church, nothing much else happened. Family was supposed to go out for dinner, but nooo.....our family's plans never work out unless they're absolutely useless road trips with no aim for any sort of recreational factor. "Let's go pick mushrooms!!!" or "Let's go to a picnic table an hour south of Canmore"...don't we have a picnic table sitting under our deck? Or if that one sucks there are better ones in Fish Creek. Mmmmeh. The Canmore one, at least I was hungover and my dad found it entertaining. Hmm. Driving home from church this morning was interesting....I'm passing a semi on his left (the side they supposedly see out of) and I could see the driver in his mirror, which naturally means he should be able to see me....but nnnope. He tries to broadside me....and I'm like...how convenient. I calmly but quickly in a controlled-emergency-like method, change lanes being sure to shoulder check and check my mirrors, I slow down, cut behind him so I don't miss my freakin exit onto Glenmore. Only my grandma was there to see it. Twas just great. Then I calmly drove home, and I GET PAID NEXT WEEK yay. A priest giving monthly checks to ME!!! Haha. I love it. Hmm....new section of the blog...current MSNs. There we go. Every entry shall contain an MSNage and a Playlist. Bwahaha I'm a genius. I shall wrap this up tho. Gonna change the crap of the day, and be off to sleep now, before I pass out in this chair. Goodbye all.....and please people, be my enetation guinea pigs....thankies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;MSNage&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChrisP: talkin bout Halloween&lt;br /&gt;Candy: Pizza, sex and Okotoks&lt;br /&gt;Matt: Sammy Hagar, David Lee Roth, and how they don't get along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Playlist&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twisted sister - I Wanna Rock&lt;br /&gt;Simon and Garfunkel - Mrs. Robinson&lt;br /&gt;Sammy Hagar - I Can't Drive 55&lt;br /&gt;Motley Crue - Too Young to Fall in Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-106663397974360236?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106663397974360236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106663397974360236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106663397974360236' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-106659607825241012</id><published>2003-10-19T14:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-19T14:43:47.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Perestroika Progress Part II&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the most part, the Blog's restructuring is finished. There is still a void in the bottom of each entry, while you all expect comments, enetations is not allowing me to login, claiming that my username doesn't exist. Now on that note, they will be implemented as soon as I can make em work. I like my new template, and it might encourage me to blog. Muhaha. So until then, we are left commentless. I shall also implement a new policy of Glasnost, or openness....which only applies to me, since this is not a communist state as you may have thought. No siree, my blog is purely fascist. I say what I want....but if you say something (once I ALLOW you to even talk through enetations) that opposes the leader, you shall be imprisoned, to a lifetime of having your words permanently twisted in the comments....by....ME!! Ahh, I like my own blog...it's like having my own country. This is getting fun already. Oh, and by the way, if anyone has a problem with how I run this, refer to the link at the VERY bottom of my blog (and if you have no problem, check it out anyways, it's pretty damn funny) Well that will be all for now. I will most likely not speak until tommorow unless of course enetations works again....then there will be a policy of Glasnost...at least you'll THINK it's Glasnost. Muhaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Playlist&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whitesnake - Here I go again&lt;br /&gt;Skid Row - 18 and Life&lt;br /&gt;Stone Temple Pilots - Interstate Love Song&lt;br /&gt;Soul Asylum - Can't even Tell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-106659607825241012?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106659607825241012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106659607825241012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106659607825241012' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-106654537823830418</id><published>2003-10-19T00:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-19T00:36:17.896-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Perestroika progress report&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the restructuring of my blog is going well...it's a slow painful process, but it's somewhat taking shape....I finally fixed those damn "edit me" links in the sidebar, and am now linking a buncha peoples' blogs (by the way if anyone has a problem with their blog being linked, let me know, and it shall be taken down promptly, but I think it should all be ok) anyways, that shall be all for tonite. good night. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-106654537823830418?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106654537823830418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106654537823830418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106654537823830418' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-106650456629510532</id><published>2003-10-18T13:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-18T13:16:06.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aaaaaaand I'm giving it trial #2. Bear with me, I'm gonna 'TRY' to fix my freakin blog template, even tho that probably won't work, so I'm gonna have to hire one of those smart blogger girls to fix it in return for sexual favou-..I mean..umm....my full and utmost respect, and a permanent spot, so people can see the staff of....my blog. muhaha....gotta run, shall do crap later. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-106650456629510532?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106650456629510532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/106650456629510532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106650456629510532' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-105990039721352285</id><published>2003-08-03T02:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-08-03T02:46:37.263-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm.......post.........template.....huh? testing.....1..2....is this working? OKAY!! Here is a big announcement from Mike. This may be shocking to some ears, may cause you to cry, may cause you to die of shock. Here it is.....the big big annoucement......THIS IS THE LAST POST!!!!! EVER!!!! Look, don't cry people, DONT CRYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But yea, I give up on this blog bullplop because I am absolutely bored of it. If you wish to know me further, just simply talk to me. I got my original ujournal under the name "healingscar" correct? There was a reason for that. It helped me cope, to be able to vent, and know people are reading, but I don't need a blog anymore. Although I will pop into enetations, shoutouts, comments, deaththreats, burnt farms, and whatever else comments are called these days, so don't worry. You'll get your share of authentic Mike...it'll just be harder to find that's all. Goodbye blog, goodbye to the blogging world. THANK YOU everyone who commented when I really needed it. You have no idea what it meant, it helped me heal...the scar. Today, I simply came to terms with myself. WHEEEEE I'm FREEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-105990039721352285?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/105990039721352285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/105990039721352285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105990039721352285' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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-5621700.post-105937036725384910</id><published>2003-07-27T23:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-07-27T23:32:47.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BLOGBLOGBLOG!!!!! MIKE HAS A BLOGG!!!!! HOLLLEEEEEEEE CRAP!!! Now bear with me...updates shall come soon.....first, I wanna mess with my template and make it all kewl lookin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5621700-105937036725384910?l=straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/105937036725384910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5621700/posts/default/105937036725384910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straight-from-the-mind.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105937036725384910' title=''/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08915031762508395107</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>
