<?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-7933299</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:30:00.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the Blog Journal Project</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to my blog-journal.&lt;br&gt;
Here you will find the latest "highlights" of my chaotic life!&lt;br&gt;
Enjoy. Heh, heh...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933299.post-15030446957562133</id><published>2009-05-11T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T16:46:40.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Update For Now...</title><content type='html'>In case anybody is actually still following this blog, I have officially put it on a hiatus to focus on another blog I created to further my current career goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I didn't mention it before I went to school over past few years to major in Motion Graphic Design, and with my shiny new BAS in Motion Graphic Design from Ex'pression College for Digital Arts, in Emeryville, CA, I am now trying to get out into the world of motion graphics full time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granted, it is not as straightforward as I had hoped, mostly because the economy decided to take a nose-dive a few months after I graduated... BUT, I am staying optimistic, and hoping that the reign of terror that began with President Bush and has now been amplified by the newly elected Barack Obama will be squashed by the few remaining sensible people left in this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I say squashed, I mean that through determination, extensive legal battles, and rallying together we can let the government know that they are over-stepping some bounds that were set up by our fore-fathers during the ratification of the Constitution of the United States, specifically made to keep the decision-making power in the hands of the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that I am done ranting, feel free to check out &lt;a href="http://mfvisuals.blogspot.com/"&gt;my other blog here&lt;/a&gt; for an insight into my current endeavors and day-to-day life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time (whenever that is),&lt;br /&gt;Cheers and God-Bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Michael&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-15030446957562133?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/15030446957562133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/15030446957562133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2009/05/final-update-for-now.html' title='Final Update For Now...'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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-7933299.post-7941331725331897575</id><published>2007-07-14T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T23:14:23.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Welcomed Change...</title><content type='html'>Well, I have finally done something I have meant to do for a long time now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have pretty much exiled MySpace. I will still continue to check my messages there just in case, but I am getting sick and tired of the fakes that are sending me friend invites 50 times a day. I don't have the time or energy to sort through that mess to find the authentic members who actually want to be my friend online or off.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That said, I am now concentrating on developing &lt;a href="gigabit.multiply.com"&gt;a Multiply page I have setup recently&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;This post is actually being constructed through a Multiply dialog. You can go &lt;a href="http://www.multiply.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see what the whole Multiply thing is about. It's basically a simplified MySpace type web 2.0 site that isn't clutter with a bajillion ads and (at least not yet) a bunch of fake friend invite spam crap.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It is sad that MySpace is going downhill, and I do not blame the almighty Tom or any of MySpace's developers for this mishap. It is simply the human condition for some people who have no life whatsoever to annoy people they don't even know with fake spam friend invites. It especially annoys me when those invites link to profiles for "hot, sexy chicks" whose pages are simply out there to link unsuspecting users to porn sites and or sites set up for chicks who have no self esteem and bare all because they think it will make people like them more.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To all those people, I say this: GET A FRICKIN' LIFE. The world is already full of losers. Don't join that club. GET A JOB, A CAREER, A REASON TO LIVE. GET GOD. Despite what people will tell you, He IS the way, the truth, and the life. And although I may not be the perfect Christian, but I couldn't imagine my life without my faith in Him, Jesus THE Christ, my Lord and Saviour.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I always hear people complaing that the world is so scary nowadays. I hear people say all the time that they are so stressed out, that they have so many hardships, and life sucks.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There will always be someone who has more hardships than you. And if you want someone to blame for the way life is nowadays, blame yourselves. People are the reason people are unhappy. Not everybody is contributing to the decline of our society, but most do in one aspect or another.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I once saw a shirt that read: "Never underestimate the power of stupid people in large groups."&lt;br&gt;I am certain that this t-shirt is referring to large majority of our planet's population, not to mention the ever-so-idiotic Democratic Party.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, stop lying to yourselves. Be positive and act positive, and maybe you'll make a difference.&lt;br&gt;And if you are incapable of that, then don't drag the rest of us down with you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Until next time....&lt;br&gt;Peace.&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-7941331725331897575?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/feeds/7941331725331897575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933299&amp;postID=7941331725331897575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/7941331725331897575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/7941331725331897575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2007/07/welcomed-change.html' title='A Welcomed Change...'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933299.post-117582217374256736</id><published>2007-04-05T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T18:22:20.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back! Or am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="trebuchet ms, arial" size="3"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;Yikes! It's been awhile!&lt;br /&gt;But don't worry folks. I'm still alive!&lt;br /&gt;School has been keeping me pretty busy, and life in general has kept me from posting, but that's all about to change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um... for an in-depth update go visit my &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/mikeyfindlay"&gt;MYSPACE page's blog&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-117582217374256736?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/117582217374256736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/117582217374256736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-back-or-am-i.html' title='I&apos;m back! Or am I?'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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-7933299.post-115968517568193032</id><published>2006-09-30T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T18:24:28.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>White &amp; Nerdy</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-xEzGIuY7kw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-xEzGIuY7kw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Sorry, I haven't posted in a VERY LONG TIME!&lt;br /&gt;Here is something to get the ball rolling again...&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music video by "Weird Al" Yankovic from the album "Straight Outta Lynwood"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-115968517568193032?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/115968517568193032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/115968517568193032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2006/09/white-nerdy.html' title='White &amp; Nerdy'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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-7933299.post-115345101491238323</id><published>2006-07-20T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T20:07:41.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bad! No seriously...</title><content type='html'>I apologize to anybody who reads this blog on a regular basis (that's what, all of 3 people), because I haven't posted in literally almost six months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been SUPER DUPER EXTREMELY ULTRA COMPLETELY busy!!&lt;br /&gt;Here's the low-down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I no longer live in Vacaville; I moved to the East Bay (about 45 mins away) near Oakland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I made that move in early March for the sole purpose of going to a school called Ex'pression College for the Digital Arts, in Emeryville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I found a great church in San Francisco and I am attending regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Over the last three or four months, I have spent just over $1000 dollars to keep my car (ugh!) in decent running condition (I had to get new tires, and a brank spankin' new radiator, to name a few things)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I met a gorgeous woman, and we sort of dated for about a week, but we had to part ways when I moved, and then she moved a shortwhile later to the Central United States, although we still keep in touch (but we're just friends).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Now I share a house with (currently) two girls and a guy. The guy just moved in, after we got the previous guy kicked out for partying at night and keeping us up late when we had to work and go to school in the morning, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- And that's about all I can think of at the moment........... whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I post later with more to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time,&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and BTW, I am enlarging the font of my posts from here forward not for my sake but to aid those who hate reading little tiny text on their 1600x1200 resolution monitors (you lucky chumps!)... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-115345101491238323?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/115345101491238323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/115345101491238323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-bad-no-seriously.html' title='My Bad! No seriously...'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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-7933299.post-113701659962414938</id><published>2006-01-11T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T13:56:39.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still kickin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, I haven't posted in awhile, but I have an excuse: life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seriously, though. I am trying to get into a college in Emeryville, CA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It is time consuming, along with my working 5 days a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I try, what can I say?&lt;br /&gt;More later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-113701659962414938?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/113701659962414938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/113701659962414938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2006/01/still-kickin.html' title='Still kickin!'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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-7933299.post-113428306932244375</id><published>2005-12-10T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T13:01:15.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quick Shout Out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In case anybody missed me, I'm still alive.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been blogging here in awhile because I've been busy with another blog.&lt;br /&gt;Its called "The Story of Ultima" and is basically a novel told in blog posts.&lt;br /&gt;I am co-writing it with my buddy, codenamed "MaskedMegaMan" (for the duration of the project) and we are doing a pretty good job so far.&lt;br /&gt;Check it out at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ustory.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://ustory.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog u later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-113428306932244375?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/113428306932244375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/113428306932244375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2005/12/quick-shout-out.html' title='A Quick Shout Out...'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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-7933299.post-113230121340955737</id><published>2005-11-18T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T12:59:21.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Potheads v. Potterheads...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, I'm sitting at home surfing the net, while some of my friends are waiting in line to see the newest Harry Potter movie, "The Goblet of Fire" (I think thats what it is called). I never really got into the whole Harry Potter craze, so I always make jokes about the books/movies/games whenever they come up in a conversation. And now they're waiting in line for like 4 hours to see one of the first midnight showings of the next movie. Almost like I did for the Star Wars Episode 3 premiere. *Drools at memory...* Except it's for a freakin' Harry Potter movie! Potterheads...&lt;br /&gt;And that brings me to this comparison: Potheads v. Potterheads - Which are crazier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Root of the Addiction...&lt;br /&gt;Pothead - A chemical substance from a plant that is illegal in many parts of the world.&lt;br /&gt;Potterhead - A series of books that make the reader wish they had magic powers.&lt;br /&gt;Crazier? = Pothead (honestly, don't do drugs kids!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Long Term Effects?&lt;br /&gt;Pothead - No proven physical changes, except a reputation as a pot-smoking slacker.&lt;br /&gt;Potterhead - Some spells have been known to cause cancer in laboratory animals.&lt;br /&gt;Crazier? = Potterhead (need I explain this? LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lengths taken to Satisfy...&lt;br /&gt;Pothead - Addictees will steal to pay for the drug, or try to grow it without getting caught.&lt;br /&gt;Potterhead - Addictees will pay full price for books/movie tickets/DVDs/video games.&lt;br /&gt;Crazier? = Pothead (sometimes they just go too far.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Does it float?&lt;br /&gt;Pothead - Last time I checked, weed is a plant, so I'm assuming it floats in water.&lt;br /&gt;Potterhead - Harry's wooden wand is so saturated with magic, it would surely sink.&lt;br /&gt;Crazier? = Neither (okay, I admit it - buoyancy is irrelevant.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Conclusion: It seems that, by all accounts, Potheads ARE crazier than Potterheads. It's a shame though, because now I don't have as much leverage against those Potterheads I call friends...&lt;br /&gt;LOL, until next time,&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-113230121340955737?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/feeds/113230121340955737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933299&amp;postID=113230121340955737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/113230121340955737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/113230121340955737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2005/11/potheads-v-potterheads.html' title='Potheads v. Potterheads...'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933299.post-113204800212839043</id><published>2005-11-15T00:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T02:08:24.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting over...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't worry. My house didn't burn down, or get trashed by a hurricane.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, some people will laugh when they discover the meaning of "Starting over...".&lt;br /&gt;About three weeks ago (approximately) I installed a new video card into my PC, and when I restarted my machine, my hard drive crashed. I'm still not 100% positive as to why a TWO YEAR OLD harddrive crashed (most hard drives last a lot longer, I'm told) but I think it might have something to do with the fact that I knocked the harddrive cable going into the motherboard slightly ajar whilst installing the new video card. This, combined with attempting to go into hibernate (via Windows XP), somehow corrupted my entire hard drive leaving nothing to salvage. Zip. Zilch. Nada. Zero. Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Things I lost include, but are not limited to: games, documents, music, pictures, programs I purchased online, a buttload of emails, and my newest, yet to have been uploaded, version of my website.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I was devestated at the loss, but relieved when I found out I still had a waranty on my Maxtor hard drive, so I ordered and recieved a new one rather quickly, and now have to send in the old one so they can verify that it is indeed fried.&lt;br /&gt;Now most people would laugh and say its just a computer, but I had a lot of crap (in the good sense) on that hard drive, most of which was not backed up (I know I can't get mad at anybody but myself for that one) but luckily I was able to get back a lot of what I lost.&lt;br /&gt;For example, I was surprised when Apple Inc. allowed me to redownload all my iTunes music.&lt;br /&gt;Although I still have to rerip all the music CDs I own...&lt;br /&gt;But alas, I have gotten my PC running at tip top shape (after purchasing a more powerful CPU to satisfy the insatiable appetite of my power hungry new video card.) and hope to continue on with the endeavors that my PC facilitates (artistry, music downloading, website/webpage stuff, etc.). Now if only I could back up my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time... Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-113204800212839043?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/113204800212839043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/113204800212839043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2005/11/starting-over.html' title='Starting over...'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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-7933299.post-112960318408052896</id><published>2005-10-17T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T00:14:06.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good luck, and then some...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today was my lucky day. Cliché, I know, but true nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;I have my night class (Anthropology 1) Mondays, and it is in Vallejo (a bit of a drive from where I live) so I always have to leave earlier that I normally would to make it there on time.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got distracted surfing the net like I tend to do, and ended up leaving a little too late.&lt;br /&gt;While on the freeway, I was unusually speedy and unusually aware of my surroundings (as to stay on the lookout for highway patrolmen) and managed to get to class in the nick of time as a result.&lt;br /&gt;However, I'd forgotten to do the neccessary reading and a small bit of homework for the class, so when I got there and found my entire class AND the teacher pacing back and forth outside the door of our classroom, I knew divine intervention had taken place.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, the guy who had the keys for the classrooms was gone, and the only the other person with keys (the janitor) was in the hospital. Someone had forgotten to unlock the door earlier, so we had no way of getting inside.&lt;br /&gt;My instructor's only other option was to lecture in the lobby or send us packing.&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting to lecture in the hall, coupled with the fact that she was juiced up on painkillers to counter the effects of a shoulder injury, the teacher decided to cancel the class. This, after about fifteen minutes of waiting for someone to arrive who could open up the classroom, preceeded my heaving a sigh of relief. My only grievance - having wasted pricey gas to get there, and having to waste more pricey gas getting home.&lt;br /&gt;BUT that's not all. On the way home, I was going just over (barely) 75mph on a 65mph freeway and a highway patrolmen just passed me up like I wasn't there. Of course the guy going like 95mph ahead of me may have had something to do with it, as well as the fact that I was slowing the fast lane I was driving in by going nearly the speed limit. Maybe cops do have some common sense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time,&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-112960318408052896?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/112960318408052896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/112960318408052896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2005/10/good-luck-and-then-some.html' title='Good luck, and then some...'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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-7933299.post-112492697666308185</id><published>2005-08-24T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T17:02:28.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Media Mail Rocks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Apparently shipping costs are not as bad I had once thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Whilst ordering textbooks online, I noticed numerous shipping options were available.&lt;br /&gt;At the site I went to called TextBookX.com, I was presented with about thirty different prices to pay for shipping (anywhere from free(?) to about 15 bucks (in about 5o to 75 cent increments) via media mail method.&lt;br /&gt;I chose one somewhere around the 2 to 3 dollar range, and upon doing this I knew the packages probably wouldn't arrive in time for my first classes. BUT they were dirt cheap, so I went ahead and placed the orders.&lt;br /&gt;The next page indicated my packages would arrive sometime between August 22 (the first day of school) and August 28 (almost one week later), and I figured the latter would probably be more accurate because of the small amount I paid for shipping.&lt;br /&gt;The first of three books arrived on August 22nd exactly. The second arrived today (the 24th) and hopefully the third will make here tommorrow. Maybe they didn't have very far to ship, but for the small amount of money I paid, they arrived pretty freakin' fast.&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-112492697666308185?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/112492697666308185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/112492697666308185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2005/08/media-mail-rocks.html' title='Media Mail Rocks!'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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-7933299.post-112474680387759087</id><published>2005-08-22T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T14:40:03.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Record...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just a quick FYI.&lt;br /&gt;I'm am now offically back in school!&lt;br /&gt;I have classes Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cross your fingers, because I am taking three classes that I have been told are not the easiest classes to pass. These include Anthropology 1, Contemporary Mathematics, and Geology Lab.&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-112474680387759087?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/112474680387759087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/112474680387759087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2005/08/for-record.html' title='For the Record...'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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-7933299.post-112460461700229780</id><published>2005-08-20T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T16:55:40.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid People...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It has come to my attention that an increasingly high volume of people on this planet are pushing themselves to a point I call "stupidity" with little effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For instance, in my line of work (I currently work at a candy store, the name of which I have chosen not to disclose for the safety of my employment), stupid people are about as frequent as flyer miles:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exhibit A &lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;u&gt;The Stubborn Mule&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work one day, I notice that a customer proceeds to put their hands into a bin of candy with the intention of pulling a piece out to sample. This is, of course, against store policy because it is unsanitary. So I kindly ask them to please remove their hand(s) from the bin, and offer to get them a sample myself if they so desire. I turn my head for less than five seconds to greet another customer, and out of the corner of my eye, the &lt;em&gt;same&lt;/em&gt; customer puts their hand in another bin to fetch an unauthorized sample. I immediately turn around and request AGAIN, POLITELY, that they remove their hands from the bin and ask me for a sample if they need one. They turn away and I turn back to ring another customer's purchases. THEN, &lt;em&gt;after twice reminding them to ask me for samples, they ONCE AGAIN put their hand in ANOTHER bin! &lt;/em&gt;At this point, any person with anger management issues would probably hop over the counter and beat the customer senseless. However, I am a predominantly easy-going person, so I &lt;em&gt;kindly&lt;/em&gt; and slightly raise my voice and inform the customer that if they do not abide by my previous instructions they will have to leave the store, AFTER purchasing whatever items they have already picked out. At that moment, their brain finally registers that "Hey, this guy is displeased at me for doing what I am doing, so maybe I should stop doing what I am doing." So they walk across the store, now aware that they are being watched and take cover behind a rack of candy, so as not to attract any more attention to themselves. But I can't get mad because they couldn't help it - they're just stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then, of course there is those stupid people on the road. You know the ones. They're the ones that you just cannot believe were able to attain a legitimate driver's license. For example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exhibit B &lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;u&gt;The Old Granny&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm driving to work one day and I come up behind an pale white, 80-Something Buick. I'm trying to go the speed limit of 40 miles per hour, but the Buick is barely making thirty. I honk my horn once. Twice. The Buick speeds up for just a second then goes back down to about 25 mph. I honk again. The car behind me honks. A car a few more cars back honks twice. I honk once more as I coast through an intersection. Finally, the Buick pulls over to the side of the road, and I drift by with an annoyed smirk on my face. I see an elderly woman rigidly gripping the steering wheel, looking out the window of the Buick to the cars beginning to speed past her. She is dazed and confused and obviously oblivious as to why she was getting battered with honking horns just seconds earlier. I continue on in disbelief, because I know she can't help it - she's just stupid. &lt;em&gt;(To whom it may concern, I am not an Agist! I know plenty of smart elderly folks.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exhibit C &lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;u&gt;The Bumper Humper&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(BTW, if this term has not yet been patented, would the patent office please contact me about doing so?)&lt;br /&gt;One fine night, I am driving home from work, down the same street mentioned above, at just over 40 mph.&lt;br /&gt;Behind me, a dark colored sedan (hard to tell in the dark) of unknown type (also hard to tell in the dark) pulls up behind me from a side street, at first going the speed limit. As I continue down the road, the dark sedan creeps closer and closer to my vehicle as it picks up speed. The sedan settles for a three foot gap between it and me. Then, during one instance when the sedan's headlight are not directly aimed at my car, I catch a glimpse of the driver, who has an annoyed look on his face. This look is apparently stemming from the fact that he is caught behind somebody who &lt;em&gt;actually&lt;/em&gt; drives the posted speed limit. I let out a brief chuckle and pump my brakes quickly. The quick but short burst of brakes surprises the driver, who falls back about twenty feet as a safety measure. I continue on, thinking all is good. But the dark sedan quickly reclaims it's position three feet from my bumper. I tap on the brakes again, although lesser so this time, and the sedan backs off a few feet, then pulls back up. Ahead, I see my turn-off, so pause until I get to about a three second brake gap for the turn and hit my brakes hard, but smoothly, and pop on my blinker as I go into the turn. The unsuspecting driver pumps his brakes hard and swerves to avoid clipping the back corner of my car, then guns the gas and races past me. As I complete the turn into my neighborhood, I realize I can't get mad at the guy - he's just stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And with that said, I think my point has been proven. For you stupid people, the point was that there are a humiliating abundance of stupid people on this planet. And if you don't agree with that, then you're stupid too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;LOL until next time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-112460461700229780?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/112460461700229780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/112460461700229780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2005/08/stupid-people.html' title='Stupid People...'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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-7933299.post-111960037847374047</id><published>2005-06-24T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T01:08:16.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Told ya so!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;In case nobody believed me, I have proof (the extruciatingly long period between now and my last post) that proves that I've been a busy body for quite awhile! I'm back now though, hopefully more frequently.&lt;br /&gt;And good news! I passed all my classes. With 2 A's, 1 B, and a C (in my Intermediate Algebra class) I'm content with the results of this last semester. Hopefully more good grades will follow ;)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm now working more than normal, to save up for another car I'm not even sure I'm going to get...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Plus, with the XBox 360 coming out, mucho dinero must be available. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll be back on soon.&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-111960037847374047?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/111960037847374047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/111960037847374047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2005/06/told-ya-so.html' title='Told ya so!'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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-7933299.post-111553856291208357</id><published>2005-05-07T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T01:00:06.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoop, there it is!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I finally got back on here after ions (well, okay, a month or two) to relay more mildly exciting news about my life.&lt;br /&gt;First off, I am still single, if there are any interested ladies out there!&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I still have barely any social life due to a heavy school/work load.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I am in the process of putting together a script which will turn into a movie over the summer if all goes as planned. I still do not know what it will be about, but it will be something good. I guarantee it. Also, I got a .net address for my website (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://moktoman.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://moktoman.net/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;). Add "FINOBLE" after the last "/" to see my Finoble Productions (movie production) site.&lt;br /&gt;That's all I can think of right now, so I'm going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-111553856291208357?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/111553856291208357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/111553856291208357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2005/05/whoop-there-it-is.html' title='Whoop, there it is!'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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-7933299.post-111087174414126090</id><published>2005-03-14T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T23:37:48.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eminem, Sheminem!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1350/640/image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1350/320/image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is a previously unreleased snapshot of me posing as a rapper for Halloween. Go ahead - laugh it up. I may decide to delete it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-111087174414126090?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/111087174414126090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/111087174414126090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2005/03/eminem-sheminem.html' title='Eminem, Sheminem!'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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-7933299.post-110901852537581844</id><published>2005-02-21T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T12:42:05.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Papa's Got A Brand New Bag...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well sort of...&lt;br /&gt;Ya see, my car is a 1994 Saturn SW-1 (coal black, all-around), given to me by my parents. When they gave it to me, they gave it to me as is (for the most part). Part of that included some window tinting that was falling off and looking downright ugly, not to mention a jakked electrical system (that year just happened to suck), dirty floors, stained seats, and an 'old school' stereo system including the radio and a cassette tape player.&lt;br /&gt;You can understand why I was not too thrilled to drive the vehicle around town. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I went to work fixing it up over the past year or so (in my insanely valuable spare time). I began by vacuum and cleaning the floors, then cleaning stains out of the seats, and vacuuming in every nook and cranny I could manage to find. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Soon after that, I rewired the electrical system, so as to prevent my electric locks, which act possessed whenever given power, from locking me out of the car and acting on their own will instead of mine (no joke!). A double bonus of this rewiring was the ability to use my cigarette lighter, not for smoking (cuz I don't), but to plug in an FM transmitter for use with my MP3 player, which now kicks more booty than a psychotic gorilla on steroids!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I also happened to come in contact with a friend of a friend who agreed to remove the messed up tinting from my windows for a minimal fee (seventy bucks), which I soon found out was an extreme good deal. So it was done, and my windows came out looking almost new! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;To compliment, I washed my windows inside and out, and finished up the job by getting a deluxe carwash with the works (including wax and all that).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sadly, a "evidently large" bird crapped on my hood while I was at work the next day, but a well-timed rainstorm the day after that removed all evidence of the atrocity, restoring my car to its former self. Now I am hoping that all of that work will pay off whenever I decide to sell the car, by pushing up the potential resale value. Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;And until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-110901852537581844?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/110901852537581844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/110901852537581844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2005/02/papas-got-brand-new-bag_21.html' title='Papa&apos;s Got A Brand New Bag...'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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-7933299.post-110707130547125000</id><published>2005-01-29T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T23:48:25.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this... could it be... a post?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seriously, though.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been able to post a post I've wanted to post for like three days now.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm finally doing it! Wahoo!&lt;br /&gt;So to the post...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, times are hectic (see above message) but I've managed to keep my sanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just the other day, I picked up a soda called Diet Cherry Vanilla Dr. Pepper.&lt;br /&gt;Is that the longest name for a soda you've ever heard?&lt;br /&gt;Honestly... I had to say it like four times before it sounded good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Though to be perfectly honest, it was nothing special.&lt;br /&gt;According to the bottle, its an old school soda fountain mix.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... maybe the next one will be better than average.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-110707130547125000?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/110707130547125000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/110707130547125000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2005/01/is-this-could-it-be-post.html' title='Is this... could it be... a post?!?'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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-7933299.post-110673131253588266</id><published>2005-01-26T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T01:21:52.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to bed now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well... I... uh... I'm going to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long day, and although I haven't posted in awhile, I will have to postpone putting out another insightful post until tommorrow or the next day or the next day...&lt;br /&gt;This post is just so you know that I'm still alive. Or something...&lt;br /&gt;But seriously folks, I will get it done soon. Just don't hold your breath.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot be held liable for any damage precured from extended breath holding.&lt;br /&gt;LOL &amp; goodnight y'all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-110673131253588266?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/110673131253588266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/110673131253588266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2005/01/going-to-bed-now.html' title='Going to bed now...'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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-7933299.post-110368432638476986</id><published>2004-12-21T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T18:58:46.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Time, and I Might Be Sick...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, folks, Christmas is bearing down upon us, and I may be sick. It started with a headache yesterday, and progressed to other unmentionable things. I feel a little better, and I am optimistic that I will be feeling fine come Christmas Eve, but who knows? Only time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I had to move my website, and could not FTP this blog anymore, so I had host it on blogspot.com. It still works fine though so I'm not too concerned. Anyway, I think I need a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, and, uh, Merry Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-110368432638476986?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/110368432638476986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/110368432638476986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2004/12/christmas-time-and-i-might-be-sick.html' title='Christmas Time, and I Might Be Sick...'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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-7933299.post-110307549716219830</id><published>2004-12-14T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T17:51:37.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lot to Say, But No Time To Say It...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;As the world turns, I have to prepare for a final I am taking tonight, and another one on Thursday. But I didn't want to dissapoint my "loyal" fans, so here is a short series of complaints to dwell on tonight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ebay is advertising Bill Clinton's new book as a good gift item for men! Are they assuming all guys are diehard Democratic, Clinton followers? Geez...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ebay is also advertising that Halo 2 is a good gift item for kids! Kids! I think Halo 2 is the coolest game ever concieved, but it is not appropriate for the age group in which Ebay recommends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally, well, actually, I just forgot what the last thing was going to be... Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-110307549716219830?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/110307549716219830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/110307549716219830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2004/12/lot-to-say-but-no-time-to-say-it.html' title='A Lot to Say, But No Time To Say It...'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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-7933299.post-110245860859421702</id><published>2004-12-07T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T16:23:35.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This sucks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, I am now having to relocate my website's movies to &lt;em&gt;another&lt;/em&gt; server, because 100webspace put on a file size limit to all free accounts. Don't get me wrong - they rock in all other aspects of webhosting, but that change sucks!&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I have been able to secure another helping of free, unrestricted webspace from BePlaced.Com!&lt;br /&gt;So two (webservers) will have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Also, I may not be on here for a few weeks, because finals are right around the corner, and I have to study, &lt;strong&gt;study,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;study,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;study,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;study!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But no fear, the wise one is here, and Biology 15 isn't impossible, I've discovered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am fairly confident that I will pass all of my classes this semester, and when I do, I'm gonna PAR-TY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;(This will probably constitute putting together a large Halo 2 tournament or something...)&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-110245860859421702?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/110245860859421702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/110245860859421702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2004/12/this-sucks.html' title='This sucks!'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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-7933299.post-110203416407132184</id><published>2004-12-02T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T02:06:42.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINAL-LY...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, I am nearing Fall finals and I have never been happier.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that could ruin my spirits, is if I do bad on those finals.&lt;br /&gt;That would really suck! Obviously...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, I finally finished Halo 2 and now I'm pissed off because they&lt;br /&gt;leave you hanging and begging and pleading for more gaming action!!&lt;br /&gt;I stopped whining after ten minutes or so, but I WANT HALO 3 !!!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe not that badly, but still it will be a momentous occasion&lt;br /&gt;whenever it does occur...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;On another note, I am still single, if there are any lovely ladies out there&lt;br /&gt;(between the ages of 18 and 21) who are interested... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hint, hint...&lt;br /&gt;(Please don't be intimidated by my cartoony online representation.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Ahem... Anyway, I had an ordinary but fufilling Thanksgiving, and&lt;br /&gt;can't wait till Christmas (well, actually I can, cause I haven't gotten&lt;br /&gt;anything for my family yet...), and my birthday (1/3/05)! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;(If you want to be send me something for my b-day via email, be my guest!)&lt;br /&gt;On that note, I'll be 21 yrs. old and legally able to do pretty much anything!&lt;br /&gt;(Although I'm not exactly sure what the extent of "anything" includes, esp. in California!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, I have lots of junk to do, so I will speak to ya later.&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-110203416407132184?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/110203416407132184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/110203416407132184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2004/12/final-ly.html' title='FINAL-LY...'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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-7933299.post-110065598862113501</id><published>2004-11-16T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T17:48:44.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halo 2 in the Hizzle!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Okay, well, according to my brother, the "slang master", 'hizzle' means house.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire two hours that I waited in line for Halo 2 were well worth it. (Plus, I'm sure there were people who had to wait three times as long, so I feel pretty good.) That game kicks more @$$ than Duke Nukem and Arnold Swartzenegger combined!! I haven't beat the single player campaign yet, mostly due to work and homework that take up most of my free time, but I've managed. Also, I resigned up for XBox Live, so if any of you have got an X-Box, Halo 2, and X-Box Live, give me a shout out: My gamertag is "Mister Bulletz" (minus the quotes).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've got to run to get to my very informal and yet so very boring Ethnic Studies class. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-110065598862113501?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/feeds/110065598862113501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933299&amp;postID=110065598862113501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/110065598862113501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/110065598862113501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2004/11/halo-2-in-hizzle.html' title='Halo 2 in the Hizzle!!'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933299.post-110005122127084516</id><published>2004-11-09T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T17:47:01.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta Go... Later!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, sorry. I should say the above at the end of this message. Duh!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,  it applies cuz I have to get to my next class quickly.&lt;br /&gt;But I wanted to give a shout out to everybody, so you all know I am still alive!&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile sorry. Also I am really tired cuz I was out late last night waiting&lt;br /&gt;to get Halo 2 Limited Edition. Now I have it, and I am too tired to play it (maybe).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I gotta run like I said so until next time... uh... yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-110005122127084516?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/110005122127084516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/110005122127084516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2004/11/gotta-go-later.html' title='Gotta Go... Later!'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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-7933299.post-109883537896446024</id><published>2004-10-26T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T17:02:58.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shocking Revelation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here is a random act of literary genius:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I "Wow" at my most most shocking revelation.&lt;br /&gt;It seems that my whole life I've been seeking to discover who I am,&lt;br /&gt;and, guess what? I already have. I am who I am, don't say I'm a sham.&lt;br /&gt;As I once heard somebody say, I am the sum-total of my experiences.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I now know that I must not wonder who I am, but what will I become?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've always strived to make a difference in everybodys' lives but my own.&lt;br /&gt;It's time I set my own standards before setting everybody elses'.&lt;br /&gt;It's time I quit waiting for destiny to fall on my lap;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's time I go out and get it, 'stead of taking just a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Until next time... peace!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-109883537896446024?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/feeds/109883537896446024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7933299&amp;postID=109883537896446024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/109883537896446024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/109883537896446024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2004/10/shocking-revelation_26.html' title='Shocking Revelation...'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7933299.post-109762704717926788</id><published>2004-10-12T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T17:24:07.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoops! Apologies? Nah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you haven't noticed, my last entry was dated in early September. I haven't been on recently because the server this blog is hosted on went down because of a huge hurricane. Anyway, here I am again, back to torture you, my fans, with annoyingly satirical analogies of my daily life. Here goes nothing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;And so ends another day in the life of me. I've successfully managed to write an entire three page essay in less than three hours for my last class (Social Sci 22) tonite. I forgot about it (no seriously, I did!) and had to unleash my massively insane typing abilities on the school computer to get the job done in time. And look! I still have time to do this entry! Cool, huh? No. Fine. Suit yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am going to continue working on an interactive story I've been working on for quite some time. If you want to check out what I've got so far, link to &lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/scifi/mokto/interstory/interstory.html"&gt;this URL&lt;/a&gt;. I started a long time ago, so my grammar kind of seems strange in the beginning but its gets progressively better after the first five or ten pages, so don't pass judgement too quickly. And I apologize for it being an ad-hosted Angelfire site, but they're really reliable despite the ads they force upon your webpages there. And I need reliable so none of my work gets deleted or lost. &lt;strong&gt;Until next time...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-109762704717926788?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/109762704717926788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/109762704717926788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2004/10/whoops-apologies-nah.html' title='Whoops! Apologies? Nah.'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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-7933299.post-109520086305310520</id><published>2004-09-14T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T15:28:32.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots To Do + Very Little Time = Chaos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have been really, really, really, really, really, really busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;That's why I haven't been on here in awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I'm here now and that's what matters, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, I have been doing homework and working alot, although lately my boss&lt;br /&gt;has cut my hours. Go figure. She says we are low on sales, but it supposedly won't&lt;br /&gt;be that way too long. I hope so, cause I need mo' money! (Don't we all?)&lt;br /&gt;Also, I saw that movie "Anacondas: The Hunt for the Blood Orchids."&lt;br /&gt;My friend B was not impressed, and he said he almost fell asleep during the film.&lt;br /&gt;I though it was okay, but the first Anacondas movie was much better. In this one,&lt;br /&gt;it almost looked as if they did that thing where they film a real snake and edit it&lt;br /&gt;into the film with the actors, even though they didn't. Weird, huh?&lt;br /&gt;I have been hesistant to go see another movie. It seems like the quality of movies&lt;br /&gt;is going downhill these days. Maybe, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-109520086305310520?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/109520086305310520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/109520086305310520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2004/09/lots-to-do-very-little-time-chaos.html' title='Lots To Do + Very Little Time = Chaos!'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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-7933299.post-109338934149535130</id><published>2004-08-24T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T16:15:41.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Full Load...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, I am almost done with the first day of my second to last (if all goes well) semester of community college. I am taking a full load - 13.0 units - so I'll be pretty busy. Not too busy to continue the BJP (Blog Journal Project), but still pretty busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My first day has gone smoothly, with just the simple 'introduction to class' routine so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am tired out though, because I had to lug about 25 lbs. of books and my backpack to the student store to try and sell some books back, but they only bought back one book, about 3 pounds, so I had to lug the other 22 or so lbs. back to my car across campus. Whew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I have my last class coming up and then I can relax for the next day or so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah, the perks of college!&lt;/em&gt; More soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-109338934149535130?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/109338934149535130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/109338934149535130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2004/08/full-load.html' title='A Full Load...'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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-7933299.post-109315238379483039</id><published>2004-08-21T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T15:21:11.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I had something happen today that most people only dream of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;- On the way home from work today, I stopped at a McDonalds to get some chicken nuggets and on the way out of the parking lot, I inexplicably bumped into the car in front of me at about 1 or 2 miles an hour. I freaked out cause I thought it was a car full of angry-looking spanish dudes I saw in the drive-thru. But as I pulled into the parking lot to converse with the driver of the other car, a white guy stepped out of the vehicle, a suped-up sedan of some sort, and inspected his rear bumper. Then he came over and told me that there was no damage to his car from what he could see, so I was in the clear as far as paying for damages was concerned. He got back in his vehicle and sped back out onto the main road without a second thought.&lt;br /&gt;Amazing, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought so too, because the average American would have sued me up the wazoo for back and neck problems, mental anguish, and that two centimeter scratch on the rear bumper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I lucked out. Thank God for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow...&lt;/span&gt;&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/7933299-109315238379483039?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/109315238379483039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/109315238379483039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2004/08/wow.html' title='Wow.'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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-7933299.post-109311055645144119</id><published>2004-08-21T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T10:50:36.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Whew! What a week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last Sunday I went down to Anaheim on vacation to where else but Disneyland/California Adventures!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I stayed at the California Grand Hotel, a very nice hotel I must say, and spent a ton of money!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Luckily, my folks paid for most stuff, but I spent about 150 bucks of my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;A few highlights included: pestering Goofy on the canoe ride, scoping out chicks by the pool, and going on a roller coaster (the Screamin' California) that left me feeling like I was walking sideways!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I had some awesome food at the many restaurants scattered throughout the parks and also pigged out on cotton candy, frozen lemonades and stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;But now I am back home; I got home late last night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;And now I have to *&lt;em&gt;pause for dramatics*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; go to work today!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;*sigh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, well. At least I can sleep in my own bed again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Till next time...&lt;/span&gt;&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/7933299-109311055645144119?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/109311055645144119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/109311055645144119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2004/08/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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-7933299.post-109235184666926613</id><published>2004-08-12T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T16:04:44.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Payday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today I got paid - but like every payday thus far, I have had to go on a 16.97 mile trip to get the freakin' check!&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't so bad, cause I have a car to get me there, but in this sweltering heat (100*F) I felt like I'd walked at least half that distance to get there.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy, huh?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got called into work unexpectedly, so I guess I'll have to cut this chit chat a little short.&lt;br /&gt;Till next time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-109235184666926613?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/109235184666926613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/109235184666926613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2004/08/payday.html' title='Payday...'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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-7933299.post-109234870645178388</id><published>2004-08-12T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T15:15:41.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little background...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name:&lt;/strong&gt; moktoman &lt;em&gt;(real name concealed to protect from possible humiliation)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Age:&lt;/strong&gt; Born in 1984, do the math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hobbies:&lt;/strong&gt; God, basketball, computers, video games, watching/making movies, surfing the net, to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Work:&lt;/strong&gt; A "candy store" famous for its "gourmet" jelly beans. &lt;em&gt;hint, hint.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goals:&lt;/strong&gt; achieve world peace, become famous yet humble, yada yada yada... rule the internet...yada yada... plus other stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that out of the way, let the chaos begin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-109234870645178388?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/109234870645178388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/109234870645178388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2004/08/little-background.html' title='A little background...'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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-7933299.post-109229260268421791</id><published>2004-08-11T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T23:37:30.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the beginning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life.&lt;br /&gt;The Final Frontier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These are the records of the human being, moktoman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;His continuing mission: To boldy figure out the opposite sex and rule the internet or something like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To be continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7933299-109229260268421791?l=tbjp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/109229260268421791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7933299/posts/default/109229260268421791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tbjp.blogspot.com/2004/08/in-beginning.html' title='In the beginning...'/><author><name>StoryTeller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085930111437491253</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>
