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  <updated>2006-02-01T21:27:21Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:prophecy1821:12569</id>
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    <title>Bad Poetry Day</title>
    <published>2006-01-31T20:11:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-01T21:27:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Darkness - One Way Ticket to Hell</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Trying to sort shit out after the move I was throwing stuff away and came across these poems I wrote last year...it's probably better if you just stop reading now.  This is what happens on slow days at work.  *DISCLAIMER* These poems are old and in no way happen to reflect current feelings toward anyone or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I went a-wandering in wooded land so wild&lt;br /&gt;A silent calling bid me forth like the Siren's song&lt;br /&gt;It bid me seek the faerie folk I met when but a child&lt;br /&gt;And so my footsteps carried me, dragging me along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gold and green the summer was 'neath the boughs so high&lt;br /&gt;Suspended motes of faerie dust hung waiting in the air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gloaming time had passed me by in shades of deeping blue&lt;br /&gt;Twilight fell and gathered darkness o'er the land&lt;br /&gt;Shadows lengthened, grew together to a blacker hue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silv'ry mists swirled in he dappled light the moon had thrown&lt;br /&gt;Scattered through leaves an unknown pattern onto the ground&lt;br /&gt;Wisp of wind so soft barely felt, gentle moan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind ablaze with thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Searing white hot flashes, they burn.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing puts them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fog.  Obscuring.  Turning what's known ino a world of twilight.&lt;br /&gt;There is a magic in it.  You can feel it.&lt;br /&gt;Not good...nor evil, but powerful and old.  Cold.&lt;br /&gt;Eddies in the wake of movement give shap to the invisible.  Swirls 'round footsteps.&lt;br /&gt;A dull glow.  From the moon?  From everywhere.  From nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;Objects blur, fade out of sight.  Out of reality.&lt;br /&gt;More come...coalesce...something.  Where nothing was before.&lt;br /&gt;Feel it.&lt;br /&gt;Let it swallow you.&lt;br /&gt;Are you there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To live I don't need to feel the warm rain on my face.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to feel the cool wind in my hair.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to see the smile on the face of a child.&lt;br /&gt;Nor hear their laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need any of these things to live.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need friends.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need family.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need love.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to walk barefoot on the grass,&lt;br /&gt;or on the beach with the sand between my toes.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to watch a million sparkling fireflies&lt;br /&gt;make magic in the dimming light.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to count the endless stars&lt;br /&gt;winking in the black of night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright...so enough of that crap...</content>
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    <title>prophecy1821 @ 2006-01-07T20:19:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-08T01:20:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-09T00:16:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Apparently God slipped up and let me get too happy for a while.  He has rectified the situation.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:prophecy1821:12062</id>
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    <title>Twenty Ought Six</title>
    <published>2006-01-02T16:59:44Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-02T16:59:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>'bout to put some on</lj:music>
    <content type="html">New Year's Eve was a blast, even though no kissing to speak of.  Jell-O shots are God's gift to partiers.  We pretty much sang Karaoke Revolution for hours, totally missed the ball drop by about half a second (oh well, I don't think anybody really cared) did our toast and went right back to singing.  Paul and Amanda were great hosts once again...everybody had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a little fling going that I think is now over.  It was fun while it lasted, but a little hard on the mind.  It made me look at myself quite differently.  I'm certainly not sad, perhaps a little wistful, but maybe even glad that it's over and I can get back to my normal lonely status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to school in a week.  For those of you who don't know, I don't really go to school all the time.  It's sorta on a semester by semester basis, a lot depending on whether I have enough money or enough inclination.  Last semester...off...this semester...on.  I'm looking forward to it.  Digital Design, Comparative Religion, and a philosophy class I can't remember at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric is back (as most of you know) and *very* soon (GOD I HOPE) we will be getting a house, it may even be a bit bigger then we had anticipated needing.  With me, my brother, Eric, my brother's friend Jason and perhaps even Matt Fenstemaker all looking for somewhere to live.  We probably won't all end up there, but I hope everything works out and whoever wants to gets it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose that's all for a while.  Sorry I have no song lyrics (I'm a rebel!)</content>
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    <title>prophecy1821 @ 2005-12-29T20:11:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-30T01:12:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-30T01:12:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bond....James Bond</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Han Solo....Hell Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Han Solo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; You scored 37% airiness, 47% squishiness,  and 15% edginess! &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;p&gt;According to our &lt;strong&gt;patented Jawamatic&lt;sup&gt;TM&lt;/sup&gt; technology,&lt;/strong&gt; you are most like &lt;strong&gt;Han Solo&lt;/strong&gt; in personality.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Han Solo is down-to-earth and improvisational, cool-headed and&lt;br /&gt;cynical. Appeals to emotion rarely sway him, but as he matured&lt;br /&gt;throughout the saga, he let his less-well-developed compassionate side&lt;br /&gt;show occasionally.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Solo is, in a word, cool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;(The polar opposite of Han Solo is &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=18113082285663257551&amp;amp;category=7"&gt;Princess Leia Organa&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The eight profiles are as follows:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=18113082285663257551&amp;amp;category=0"&gt;Han Solo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=18113082285663257551&amp;amp;category=1"&gt;Yoda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=18113082285663257551&amp;amp;category=2"&gt;Chewbacca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=18113082285663257551&amp;amp;category=3"&gt;Threepio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=18113082285663257551&amp;amp;category=4"&gt;Artoo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=18113082285663257551&amp;amp;category=5"&gt;Darth Vader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=18113082285663257551&amp;amp;category=6"&gt;Luke Skywalker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=18113082285663257551&amp;amp;category=7"&gt;Princess Leia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/users/180/944/18094549086665163768/mt1131519646.jpg"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span&gt;My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="39"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="111"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;26%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;airiness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="72"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="78"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;48%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;squishiness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="11"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="139"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;7%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;edginess&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=18113082285663257551"&gt;The Star Wars Personality Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=18094549086665163768"&gt;MiguelSanchez&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3"&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>Holidays</title>
    <published>2005-12-28T20:04:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-28T20:04:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Nightmare Before Christmas</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Lack of updates on my part...it's kinda been hard to get past my laziness lately, besides there's really not much going on...still languishing at the parents....though one of the apartments actually called me back today to say they were processing out application.  Only 3 weeks later...sweet.  Eric will be back soon and we're gonna look into getting a house.  We'll have freakin' foosball and airhockey...it's gonna be the shit.  Christmas was good, hope it was good for everyone else.  I got a couple of nice dress shirts from people, I'll be pimpin' it in the new year.  Speaking of New Year....I'm looking forward to the New Years party, Eric will be back and everything will be alright in the world.  No one to kiss this New Years Eve....least....not at the party, but oh well....  Alright...I'll try to update a little more often, if anything interesting comes up.  I have a boring life....</content>
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    <title>prophecy1821 @ 2005-12-24T11:48:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-24T16:49:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-24T16:49:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...and to all a good night!</content>
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    <title>prophecy1821 @ 2005-12-06T21:43:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-07T02:57:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-07T02:57:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Being shy, anti-social and generally hating people isn't really the best way to attract members of the opposite sex.  How ironic that I would be someone who is as emotionally and physically need as I am.  The loneliness has been especially sharp lately...moving away from the few friends that I saw on a fairly regular basis I'm sure didn't help.  I know that some of you who read this will say "oh don't feel bad, we're your friends, you know we're there for you" and I know that and appreciate it...thanks guys.  It's just I need someone to hang out with.  I feel like I'm alienating my friends somehow...maybe they're all just busy with their own lives.  I don't know....  And with the lack of friends around, when most of them have significant others, a lot of them married already...(god I'm getting old) it makes my lack of felt that much more.  Oh well, I guess that's enough bitching for now...thanks for listening, it's more just for my own getting it out than anything else I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.  The foot is feeling a lot better, at least I'm walking without crutches now and can get my own food and stuff. :)</content>
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    <title>prophecy1821 @ 2005-12-01T14:04:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-01T19:07:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-01T19:07:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So...I fucked up my foot at the Corportate Christmas Party.  I'm on crutches for a while and have to wear a splint.  Apparently I tore some ligaments....no good.  Got prescribed 800mg Ibuprofin and Vicadin...yummy.  Hopefully I won't be down for too long....it already sucks and it's only been a few hours....</content>
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    <title>Thankee Sai</title>
    <published>2005-11-23T07:41:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-23T07:41:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Quiet - Can't Wake the Parents</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well well...it's been awhile hasn't it?  To those of you who actually read this (I'm told that a few of you do) I'm sorry it's been so long.  I've been lazy, and circumstances haven't allowed for a lot of internet time lately...and well, I just haven't felt like writing much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is close enough to my one year anniversery of having this livejournal, and another Thanksgiving is upon us.  So what do I have to be thankful for this year? Some things have changed...some haven't.  Still thankful for having a decent job, a roof over my head (though it's not my own), a loving family and wonderful friends.  Mostly though, I'm thankful for getting to live my life, with everything that entails...joys and heartaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've moved out of Jeff's in Kalamazoo and am going to be living in Hastings for a while.  Right now I'm at my parents (*sigh*) until I can find an apartment with my brother.  Eventually (read "probably never") my parent's will move out of their house and I'll be renting it from them, but who knows when *that* will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else in big news besides that.  Going to Chicago (actually Brookfield, but close enough) to visit Mom's family for Thanksgiving.  Looking forward to it.  My Uncle is a phenominal cook, and hopefully we'll get a chance to get into the City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!  Eat that turkey!</content>
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    <title>prophecy1821 @ 2005-10-31T20:13:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-01T01:14:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-01T01:14:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ISFP - the Composer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; You scored 9% I to E, 63% N to S, 38% F to T,  and 68% J to P! &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your type is best described by the single word "composer", which&lt;br /&gt;belongs to the larger group, experiencers. You are very in touch with&lt;br /&gt;the physical world, and have an eye for detail. You are likely to be&lt;br /&gt;very artistic in some form or another. You don't wish to lead at all.&lt;br /&gt;Your attitude is very much "live and let live" to the point that others&lt;br /&gt;may have accused you of having no opinions or ambitions. You share your&lt;br /&gt;personality type with 10% of the population.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a romantic partner, you are nuturing and supportive, often putting&lt;br /&gt;your partner's needs before your own. You struggle when you feel anger&lt;br /&gt;or resentment, because the last thing you want to do is engage in&lt;br /&gt;confrontation. You need patience, support, and encouragement to discuss&lt;br /&gt;problems in constructive ways (as opposed to not at all.) You want a&lt;br /&gt;deep and intimate connection with your partner. You feel most&lt;br /&gt;appreciated when your partner is grateful for your thoughtfulness and&lt;br /&gt;willingness to help. You most want your partner to reciprocate with&lt;br /&gt;spontaneous thoughtful acts to show you how important you are to them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your group summary:  &lt;a href="http://keirsey.com/personality/sp.html" a=""&gt; experiencers (SP)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Type Summary: &lt;a href="http://keirsey.com/personality/spif.html" a=""&gt; ISFP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt;  &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="15"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="135"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;10%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;I to E&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="123"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="27"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;82%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;N to S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="51"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="99"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;34%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;F to T&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="114"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="36"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;76%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;J to P&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=16567335035599898597"&gt;The LONG Scientific Personality Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=1086397366132153798"&gt;unpretentious2&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3"&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>prophecy1821 @ 2005-10-23T19:32:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-23T23:46:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-23T23:46:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Scottish Clubland - Flower of Scotland</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I went to Alex's Band's Halloween Party last night, had a lot of fun, even though I just pretty much ended up working the door with Lindsey.  Got lots of compliments for my Pirate Costume.  (I'll have to dress up again and get pictures...it was really good.) Especially from one drunk girl who insisted on wearing different pieces of it at various times.  The highlight of the evening, however, was the Bass Player's "little" brother, all about 300 pounds of him, getting wasted and *super* belligirent and starting a fight (at least outside), and because I was at the door I thought it wise to go and try to calm these people down (the other guy was drunk and of course wanted to fight back), so I handed Lindsey my sword (didn't want drunk people getting ahold of *that*, it's a real sword) and went outside and proceeded to get in between to large men who *really* didn't want me there.  Jesse, the bigger, more angry guy who was starting stuff proceeded to grab me by the throat (not quite choking me, but hard enough so that I didn't want to see him try) and threaten to kill me if I didn't let him fight this other guy.  So I'm doing my best to not die while also trying to calm *him* and the other guy down (had a lot more luck with the other guy, but only after a while) and so Jesse is now acting up against the management of the place and other guys out there helping, and by this time there's enough guys out there that Alex is there, who knew him, and management of the bar and they told us all to go inside, and I was only too happy to.  Twas quite fun!  :)</content>
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    <title>Various</title>
    <published>2005-10-20T15:03:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-20T15:03:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Three Dog Night - I've Never Been to Spain</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So Crystal's wedding was fun.  Got to see my Scott!  :)  Also I don't like how everyone is growing up.  I miss being kids.  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sick...for like the 4th time this year.  Fuckin' sick.  Lots of OJ, Honey Tea, Apples and Chicken Soup for Steve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning I got up and was making my tea, saw the mailman come, go out and check it...got something from the Michigan Treasury....figure it's some sort of weird early tax thing.  No, turns out I was assesed a "Driver Responsibility Fee" for having over 7 points on my license.  My last ticket was early this summer...how come it took them this long to figure this shit out?  Also, apparently the money I payed every time I *got* ticket...not enough for greedy Michigan.  Fuckers.  And the date of assesment....10/21/05  That's TOMORROW!  I was assesed...IN THE FUTURE!  WTF?</content>
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    <title>prophecy1821 @ 2005-10-12T19:22:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-12T23:29:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-12T23:29:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Cream - I Feel Free</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Things...are looking up.  :)  I went bowling last Thursday to make up for my missing on Monday, and got a shitload of Jell-O Shots (dollar a piece baby! and everybody bought a round).  Turns out after much trying with Windows not liking my hard drive, Linux, the OS God, took pity on it and decided it was cool and able to recognize the drive and copy shit off (albeit very slowly, it's still copying since last night, and probably won't be done until at *least* tomorrow).  Hopefully the parents will be moving soon and I will take over the house, I'm looking quite forward to that...even if it does meaning living with Michael.  ;)  In fact actually, I'll be living with him either way probably, I think it's back to Hastings with me at least for a while....*sigh*  I'll miss the 'zoo though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also...went to Lansing today for a meeting on all our cleaning stuff for work, it was actually more informative and better than I thought it  would be...though everyone else got to have their Manager there....but Courtney isn't back from Maternity Leave quite yet, so I didn't get one...*sad*.  After the meeting I went to the Library of Michigan and did some genealogy research and made quite a breakthrough...got through a brickwall I've had almost since I started 10 years ago.</content>
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    <title>prophecy1821 @ 2005-10-10T11:13:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-10T15:18:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-10T15:18:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">From the people that brought you "iguanafish" and "moray-family.net"  comes "&lt;a href="http://iguanafish.net/wiki/"&gt;wikuanafish&lt;/a&gt;" the new wiki that has everyone talking.  "Better than a kick in the face!" says Someone I Know.  &lt;a href="http://iguanafish.net/wiki/"&gt;Visit now&lt;/a&gt; and win fun prizes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, check it out...muck around a bit.  &lt;a href="http://iguanafish.net/wiki/"&gt;www.iguanafish.net/wiki&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Bad Day</title>
    <published>2005-10-04T22:16:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-04T22:16:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Shivaree - I Close My Eyes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So yesterday I got home from work and did my usual morning thing on my computer, read email, webcomics while eating a bowl of Cap'n and so on....I go and open Limewire and the computer freezes....something my computer *rarely* does, cause I keep it nice and clean.  So I restart, the thing does a disk check and comes up with a bunch of bad sectors, when it finally boots up again it runs super slow and choppy...so I'm restarting and running disk check and trying to fix this shit for a while until I give up and delcare it Jeff-worthy....then I head to bed...this is around 1pm...around 3pm I get a call from Johanna asking if I can come to work early tonight around 11:30 or so....now Monday nights are my bowling night, where I like to go bowling and get drunk with my friends and let off the stress of the week, not to mention that perhaps Beth, whom Lindsey brought last week and whom I'd like to get to know a little better, the first like that in a while now, would be coming.  But no...I have to go to work.  So now I'm up cause of the phone, I wait till Jeff comes home, kinda foolin' around with my box until I just take the hard drive with the problems out.  The hard drive with the operating system on it is fine, so my computer runs....but the hard drive with all my *data* on it is the problem.  It's got all my stuff from the last 7 years or so, mp3s, all my pictures, my web design stuff, any document I've ever made, programs I've downloaded...all the important stuff.  My last backup was Feb of '03...  So when Jeff gets home I have him take a look at it, after a while he pronounces it dead, with a slim chance that if I leave it unhooked until I get a new drive to copy stuff to, it *may* work (about 25% chance he said) long enough to save all the files.  Then, when I went to give him rent money for October....he went ahead and told me I didn't need to, because I'll be having to move out soon.  For personal reasons of Jeff's and to make sure we stay friends he thought it would be best.  I know exactly where he's coming from and understand his reasons and really want to keep his friendship so I guess I'm outta here...soon.  Not my best day ever...</content>
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    <title>Day Hike</title>
    <published>2005-10-03T20:47:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-03T20:47:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>None...mp3 drive is busted.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This weekend was the annual Cub Scout Day Hike, where the boy scout troop of Hastings sets up a hike for regional cub scout packs with informative teaching stations along the way.  With preparation, setup, the event and take-down, it lasts all weekend and a lot of the volunteers will camp there.  I got involved through my friend Jason back in High School since it's run on his property and have been a volunteer almost every year since then.  It's one of my favorite times all year, beats Christmas hands down, I absolutely love being out there, being outside with nature, and enjoying the spectacular food, and being with people who love me and have made me a part of their family, and getting to share it with my real family now that my little brother is a scout and is their helping, along with my parents.</content>
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    <title>Go Outside</title>
    <published>2005-09-29T06:08:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-29T06:08:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Standing outside in a light rain on a crisp fall night is absolutely wonderful.</content>
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    <title>California.</title>
    <published>2005-09-06T22:02:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-06T22:02:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am back from California.  I am never helping anyone move out there again.  Any "vacations" I take will be vacations.</content>
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    <title>prophecy1821 @ 2005-08-25T17:20:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-25T21:33:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-25T21:33:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Eric's farewell party was great (thanks Amanda!)  I ended up drinking way more than I should have and therefore was probably quite inappropriate for an unknown length of time.  I apologize to those of you that I either a.) scared the crap out of b.) whined to or c.) made inappropriate comments to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm having dinner with my roommates recent ex-girlfriend....it's weirding me out a whole lot...I'm not sure what her intentions are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I leave for California (only on vacation...for now)  I'd like to think that I'd be missed if I didn't come back, and I know a few people would, but I'm not sure about the one that counts (not that the rest of you don't count, but you know what I mean).  Certainly others would  be missed more, sadly.  Enough of that though....tomorrow I'm off and vacation, roadtrip of a lifetime.  The computer will be off while I'm gone and I'm not answering my phone, *especially* not for work (okay, maybe I'll answer my phone....if I like you, but definitely no work related calls).  Alright.  Back to packing...see you all when I get back. (all one of you who will read this....Cat....)</content>
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    <title>"I was surrounded by strangers I thought were my friends"</title>
    <published>2005-08-19T15:26:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-19T22:10:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm fast running out of friends, not that they aren't my friends anymore, but that I don't see them, either they've moved, or are moving, or are in relationships....no one has time for Steve anymore and it just hit me last week that two of the ones I spent the most time with will be leaving at the same time and I'll basically have no one left.  Certainly no one at work.  I've been in a shitty mood for a week and half now, depressed, feeling ignored, unloved, unimportant.  No one bothers to call me when they're doing anything or call me at all really.  I hate being like this and I know I shouldn't be, cause the truth is I do have friends who love me....just every once in a while I get this way and I'm not really sure why.  Sorry about the pity party, to the two of you who actually read this....this one is more just for me I guess.  I'm gonna go sulk and brood now and be depressed.</content>
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    <title>Storm</title>
    <published>2005-08-10T10:36:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-10T10:36:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Rain and Thunder</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I awoke to the sounds of thunder and just layed in bed listening, seeing the lightning flash even through my closed eyelids.  The rain came down hard.  Eventually I got out of bed, went downstairs, opened the door and watched.  It reminds me of a poem about a man spending the night in the rain...in a storm, and the poem of a girl, now long gotten over, and another morning in the rain, years ago.  A toast then, to moments you never forget...moments for all the ages.  It was only a kiss...."only"....but oh what a kiss, that dawn in the rain....</content>
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    <title>Songs with Bagpipes kick ass.</title>
    <published>2005-08-08T23:01:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-08T23:01:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>AC/DC - It's a Long Way to the Top if You Wanna Rock N Roll</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So here's a story.  Last Thursday I was cleaning out my refridgerator.  There was a hamburger/cheese dip that had been in there quite a long time, so I filled the bowl with hot water, let it soak, then later dumped it down the garbage disposal.  The pipes underneath the sink to my house get plugged probably once every 3 months or so, and it looks like that dip was the last straw in another progression of such plugging.  So I did what any normal person would do and dumped a bottle of Liquid Plumbr Gel down the drain.  This did nothing.  So I took a plunger and tried to see if I could unstick the clog that way...all this did was allow me to cause all the piping surrounding the trap to pressurize so much that 3 or 4 of those joints all came apart simultaneously.  So now I have to fix all the joints before I can get to work on the clog again (the clog is way down in the pipes in the basement, so having these apart does me absolutely no good in getting to it).  I proceed to fix all these...in the meantime my roommate Jeff goes to Lowe's and gets the super heavy duty drain clog remover that's pretty much straight sulferic acid and dumps that down the drain.  We wait for that to work a while (it's Friday now) and go to town with the plunger again...pipes bust apart again, and continue to do so until we replace all the fittings under the sink.  It's Friday night, nothing has worked and our kitchen is full of dirty dishes, smells like rotten food and acid from all the water that's leaked all over the floor multiple times...both Jeff and I go to bed, then I go to work.  When I get back, Saturday morning....it's time to get down to basics...I head down to the basement, take the piping apart down there in about a 25 foot section with the clog in the middle.  On the one end the water that was in the pipes rushes out all over me (yes I knew this was going to happen and had a bucket prepared for the water, but it's not really easy to contain, so it spilled all over me as well as in the bucket)...mind you this is the water that's full of sulferic acid...so my hands, arms, and wherever my shirt got soaked my skin starts to burn, so I have to rinse that off.  So what I end up doing is taking a garden hose, shoving it through the piping like a snake, blasting the clog with hot water while trying to shove the hose through at the same time.  Finally I start to break the clog, after countless buckets of the grossest sewage type/sulferic acid water you can imagine.  It had definitely been a long time in clogging, there was white hard calcified stuff in there.  Anyway all this took about 2 hours.  It was absolutely horrible, I never want to do it again.</content>
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    <title>Carpet Burn</title>
    <published>2005-08-03T15:46:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-03T15:47:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Clash - Rock the Casbah</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I've been going a long time between posts lately, I thought about just not posting in here anymore, mostly cause I think that there's really not that many people who read it/care....but I guess I changed my mind.  *shrug* :-)  This past weekend I performed the ceremony for my parent's silver anniversery renewel of their wedding vows.  It was a good time, afterwards I played a crap ton of volleyball and then was really sore for the next couple days, in fact, I'm still a little sore.  Got to see the extended family which is always fun, all those little cousins whose names I always forget...  What else is going on?  Going on vacation to California at the end of August to help Phoenix and Jenny move, that'll be fun, I'm looking forward to it.  Getting better with the bass, still need to get in a lot more practice though.  I've been way to busy the past couple weeks to get in the hour a day I'd really like to, but hopefully I can do that now.  I guess that's it for now....perhaps later I'll post some bad poetry I was working on....aren't you lucky.  In the meantime, hopefully more beach and bowling and general fun-type stuff for me....</content>
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    <title>omfgbeach</title>
    <published>2005-07-12T17:27:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-12T17:27:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Pink Floyd - Shine on You Crazy Diamond</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today is beach day.  I declare it shall be fun....just as last week's beach day was.  Also today, my 2nd Bass Guiatar lesson.  Yay for learning to play bass.  Guess I haven't posted much in here lately, but I've been pretty busy.  I suppose that's what happens when you have a full time job, then work on your "weekends" while also trying to maintain a social life and get some sleep.  Anyway...enjoying the hell outta life.  You should to.  Lata playa.</content>
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    <title>prophecy1821 @ 2005-06-04T21:49:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-05T02:21:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-05T02:21:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>None</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Sometimes....sometimes it's good just to be.  To sit outside on your porch step and watch the world go by as evening settles in.  To sit, be still, let life wash over you.  Think things over a bit....or not think at all.  It's a good feeling to know you're alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I'm going to do.  There's so much going on....in my life....in your lives...it's all so busy and confusing.  My parent's are moving away....from a house I lived in for a long time, a house I love...a place that's still home to me.  I still call it "my house", but after the move...I'll just be visiting "my parent's".  I'm going to miss it.  I'm still in love with Johanna...and from one day to the next I can't figure out where my feelings stand.  I'm angry, or wistful, hopeful, bitter....  I just don't know.  Lately I've been trying to alienate myself from her, but it hurts to think I'm hurting her....and it hurts to think I might not be.  Every day I try and get up the nerve to talk to her...to straighten things out.  Find out how she feels, what's going in her life...but as usual...I fail.  We'll see if I can't come up with the strength to do something soon...  I don't know what's going on with school....how much more will I do, am I ever going to finish anything.  Is my job going anywhere....is my life going anywhere.  Do I want to move, just pick up and leave it all behind, drop off the face of the earth....  I just don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then....that's life.  Nobody knows.  And if you think you do...you're doing a great job lying to yourself.  Knowing that life is...fluid...changing....is what's important.  I don't know whether tomorrow will bring me pain or pleasure, or where I'll be a year from now.  But I know that now....despite the trials...now I'm happy.  Happy to be.</content>
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