<?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-6714612398587675005</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:50:38.285-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One</title><subtitle type='html'>Have you come here for forgiveness? 
Have you come to raise the dead?
Have you come here to play Jesus, to the lepers in your head?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-7110939767434344519</id><published>2009-04-11T09:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T09:50:59.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick update</title><content type='html'>Everyone is doing relatively well&lt;br /&gt; bonus came in on Thursday&lt;br /&gt;one of the computers is now alive again, but windows XP is currently locked in Ariel's laptop's disk drive&lt;br /&gt;went to Brandon to see a movie with the missus and the kids which worked out relatively well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking I might just switch to freewebs and delete this entirely as there is only so much one can do with blogspot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-7110939767434344519?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/7110939767434344519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=7110939767434344519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/7110939767434344519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/7110939767434344519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2009/04/quick-update.html' title='Quick update'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-6097234807599967060</id><published>2009-03-10T10:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T10:15:53.937-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Vacation planning</title><content type='html'>Couldn't help it :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started looking at hotels for ai-kon (July 24-26) and so far, the Delta is the forerunner for the winner. It's connected to the convention center, has a sushi bar and a Japanese garden in addition to all those other hotel things like pool, hot tub, sauna, gym, etc. Puts me in good spirits at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh, breakfast time. Hopefully I'll update this a bit later but don't count on it. Sorry :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-6097234807599967060?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/6097234807599967060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=6097234807599967060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/6097234807599967060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/6097234807599967060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2009/03/early-vacation-planning.html' title='Early Vacation planning'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-2169688263161975305</id><published>2009-03-09T12:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T12:24:48.169-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CAW EP</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i4tHqrBMPXg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i4tHqrBMPXg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn up the trouble 'till it gets real loud&lt;br /&gt;I feel so much better that way&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna mess with your mind, cause I know that I can&lt;br /&gt;See how much I can mess with you, yeaaaaaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna rock, gonna roll, gonna go toe to toe&lt;br /&gt;Drop like a clock, now I'm out of control&lt;br /&gt;Step a little closer, close to my fire&lt;br /&gt;Trouble's my drug, takes me higher and higher&lt;br /&gt;Turn up the music, light up the crowd&lt;br /&gt;Turn up the gas, cause it can't be too loud&lt;br /&gt;You know it's religion, and I'll show you the way&lt;br /&gt;Drop to your knees and join when I say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you thinkin', takin' me on&lt;br /&gt;Better men have fallen before&lt;br /&gt;History teaches and I wrote the book...&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll show your ego the door, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna rock, gonna roll, gonna go toe to toe&lt;br /&gt;Drop like a clock, now I'm out of control&lt;br /&gt;Step a little closer, close to my fire&lt;br /&gt;Trouble's my drug, takes me higher and higher&lt;br /&gt;Turn up the music, light up the crowd&lt;br /&gt;Turn up the gas, cause it can't be too loud&lt;br /&gt;You know it's religion, and I'll show you the way&lt;br /&gt;Drop to your knees and join when I say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna mess with your man&lt;br /&gt;Cause you know that I'm trouble&lt;br /&gt;Step a little closer&lt;br /&gt;Close to that fire&lt;br /&gt;Troubles my drug&lt;br /&gt;Take me higher and higher&lt;br /&gt;Turn up the music, light up the crowd&lt;br /&gt;Turn up the gas, cause it can't be too loud&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-334463585870035558</id><published>2009-02-26T09:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T09:49:24.219-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Px1dFfNroAc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/334463585870035558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-207541548433066988</id><published>2009-02-26T09:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T09:26:11.954-06:00</updated><title type='text'>updatium maximus</title><content type='html'>Sorry, I've spent a grand total of perhaps 20 minutes in the past two weeks or so on anything resembling online communication these past few weeks. Kind of a combination of Sims 2, work and cold/flu season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you wondering, I'm currently in the process of being able to swallow solid foods again thanks to a viral infection of sorts. So far the three days of rest have made me feel worse instead of better, go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will is coming to nights either this week or next so I'm doing away with my quest to go to days. Instead, I've paired with my boss to work together on getting nights to be productive and enjoyable (being 3-4 people a night wears me out after a while ;p).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.playlist.com/playlist/15059745291&lt;br /&gt;I especially recommend The Mission District. That would be my current play list for the month as I don't currently have a music system other than project playlist. The Mission District is a band that I came across on myspace around December and since I couldn't find much on them at the time they kind of fell into obscurity to me. Whilst randomly getting caught up (I need to check my email more than once every two weeks as junk mail seriously piles up ;p) there they were as my profile page song, however the song can't be found on project playlist :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumping back to the work thing for a moment, I've been offered a day position, trading with Tim. This is not going to happen as I am not about to sacrifice two of my friends so that I can see sunlight. Besides, I'm not going to have wasted all that time and effort for a position that is beneath mine (no offence Tim ^_^).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that should be about it for the time being, I'll try and be a bit more available but know better than to make any promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between time and in the mean time, take care. &lt;br /&gt;- V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-207541548433066988?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/207541548433066988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=207541548433066988' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/207541548433066988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/207541548433066988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2009/02/updatium-maximus.html' title='updatium maximus'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-1459850927456155907</id><published>2009-01-08T06:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T06:38:15.308-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Day After Ukrainian Christmas!</title><content type='html'>*shrugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I needed to give some point to it I suppose. I'm getting a bit better at this now, it hasn't quite been a month since the last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a work perspective, I'm officially stuck for at least 6 more months now as I have since forth been coached. It's a term used to imply that "this is for your own good" when in reality it comes across as a death sentence to me. I need false hope at work because I can't have real hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it's not really the end of the world which is why I haven't really been online all that much in the past month as a culmination of the season, Sims and spending time with my fiance have taken up the free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, basically, no I'm not avoiding anyone imparticular I'm just not being online as much as I used to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-1459850927456155907?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/1459850927456155907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=1459850927456155907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/1459850927456155907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/1459850927456155907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-day-after-ukrainian-christmas.html' title='Happy Day After Ukrainian Christmas!'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-4398998619150413810</id><published>2008-12-13T05:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T05:48:22.418-06:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>I suppose it has been a bit of a while since I last did one of these. Partially as there was nothing really all that positive or ground breaking to write, I guess I will consolidate the past 6 weeks or so into this one. I'll try to be a little more consistent (I actually forgot what the name of this site was for a bit so that has a slight part in it as well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a little under 4 hours, we are going to go get our marriage license. It's a two part process with this being part one. The commissioner would be part two, but we still have to wait at least 24 hours before going to the commissioner. The license itself is good for three months.  So for anyone wondering, I'm now technically engaged :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading that you may be wondering what the big rush is. The details of the trip I shall leave up to fiancee to explain, but long story short, we are merely moving things ahead by about 6 months or so. (No, no one is pregnant.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa has seemed to have adapted well and even helped to house break Kai as well which Kai picked up fairly fast as I believe it was maybe all of 72 hours tops that it took her to learn. Isa is still being a little territorial but now it's more occurrences that Kai has done something to irk her for first, like playing with Isa's tail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Christmas parade was abysmal, as par usual but I shall probably forget that part again by next year. Too many predetermined ideas go into it, but no one seems to share their ideas with anyone else so the float becomes a clusterf*ck.  The only real positive to all of this is that I got to drive the store manager's truck which surprises the heck out of me considering I never really thought we were on all that good of terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to get tonight off without even having to ask for it. All I did was show up, talk to my boss for a few minutes and then a bit of workplace gossip was shared. Suggestions were made, and now here I am. There is still no animosity between myself or my boss as the fault does not lie with either one of us. I'll try and use this as my personal day then so that I get paid for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-4398998619150413810?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/4398998619150413810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=4398998619150413810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/4398998619150413810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/4398998619150413810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/12/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-779304800427185303</id><published>2008-10-30T03:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T03:03:50.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>blehs</title><content type='html'>I've been wandering around the house all night&lt;br /&gt;wondering what the hell to do&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm trying to concentrate but all I can think of is you&lt;br /&gt;well the phone don't ring 'cause my friends ain't home&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being all alone&lt;br /&gt;Got the tv on 'cause the radio's playing&lt;br /&gt;songs that remind me of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby when you're gone, I realize I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;days go on and on, and the nights just seem so long&lt;br /&gt;Even food don't taste that good, drink ain't doing what it should&lt;br /&gt;things just feel so wrong, baby when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep driving up and down these streets&lt;br /&gt;trying to find somewhere to go&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i'm looking for a familiar face, but there's no one I know&lt;br /&gt;oh, this is torture, this is pain, it feels like I'm gonna go insane&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're coming back real soon, 'cause i don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby when you're gone, I realize I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;days go on and on, and the nights just seem so long&lt;br /&gt;Even food don't taste that good, drink ain't doing what it should&lt;br /&gt;things just feel so wrong, baby when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby when you're gone, I realize I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;days go on and on and the nights just seem so long&lt;br /&gt;Even food don't taste that good, drink ain't doing what it should&lt;br /&gt;things just feel so wrong, baby when you're gone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-779304800427185303?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/779304800427185303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=779304800427185303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/779304800427185303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/779304800427185303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/10/blehs.html' title='blehs'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-5316868883361002923</id><published>2008-10-26T20:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T20:48:46.669-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ego You</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jyKWG9Er69k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jyKWG9Er69k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love springboarding. It was a link from a link from a link.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-5316868883361002923?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/5316868883361002923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=5316868883361002923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/5316868883361002923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/5316868883361002923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/10/ego-you.html' title='Ego You'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-2997884810425209595</id><published>2008-10-16T03:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T03:26:13.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Planes, trains and automobiles</title><content type='html'>What a strange and wonderful week this was. Considering that I am waking up, the day after departure, it seems odd to be so pleasant I suppose, however, in the long run it is well worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The airport itself had to be the most agonizing part of the entire week of course. It was all such a roller coaster of emotions. There were moments where it seemed like things were going one way and then had a sudden change of direction never fully knowing whether it was heading up or down. My personal favourite were the moments where I'd forget to breathe for a second or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the choices, I think we made the right one even if it's not necessarily the happiest one at the moment. Besides, it would have been way too movie like if we would have just skipped the flight :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-2997884810425209595?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/2997884810425209595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=2997884810425209595' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/2997884810425209595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/2997884810425209595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/10/planes-trains-and-automobiles.html' title='Planes, trains and automobiles'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-7168026722642964692</id><published>2008-09-24T12:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T12:35:33.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Take it home, take it home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause I've been waiting all night for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And this is what I'm gonna do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SNp6M_CsQmI/AAAAAAAAADU/MBBsIMdKgWs/s1600-h/ice_heart_by_chmstudio4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SNp6M_CsQmI/AAAAAAAAADU/MBBsIMdKgWs/s400/ice_heart_by_chmstudio4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249642679153476194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-7168026722642964692?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/7168026722642964692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=7168026722642964692' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/7168026722642964692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/7168026722642964692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/09/take-it-home-take-it-home.html' title='Take it home, take it home'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SNp6M_CsQmI/AAAAAAAAADU/MBBsIMdKgWs/s72-c/ice_heart_by_chmstudio4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-4888477279980758006</id><published>2008-09-23T06:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T06:42:09.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry, that I most definitely am.  I don't intend to get angry even the semblance of the idea but after that many please stops, I have to set some sort of boundary, and yet here I am going to cave anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you brought up your character scenario, it bothered the heck out of me because I had already had to go through that scenario with those characters once already and you played it off as if it were nothing. Whether I will admit it or not, yes, it does bother me. It seemingly always will. Just because I understand why something is done doesn't necessarily mean I accept that it should be done that way. I still like the idea of the whole thing meeting paper solely because I feel it's a form of closure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My walks were a way for me to reflect upon my own thoughts and decipher them out into convenient chunks. It was only an hour or so twice a week to clean my mind up. I now feel guilty about 30 minutes to myself. I didn't accomplish anything other than thinking about why I was feeling bleh in the first place and since the last thing I could think of was you talking about the character scenario I was lead to believe that maybe it was jealousy that I couldn't come up with something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is going to come times when I don't necessarily want to discuss things. Take into account the things that I do share with you. If something trivial is bothering me, I think it best to respect my wishes instead of trying to pry it out of me as clearly I have told you more important things then trying to decipher what I should do to keep myself amused in your absence. Well now, here we are at the absence part and I still haven't came up with anything. How productive was that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose a large part of it, is that as time draws closer, it's starting to set in that there is no way I can live up to the expectations that you have put on me. If I could somehow find something to make myself more interesting then maybe, but that hasn't been working out very well now has it? So instead, I merely made things worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-4888477279980758006?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/4888477279980758006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=4888477279980758006' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/4888477279980758006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/4888477279980758006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/09/sigh.html' title='Sigh'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-3071824454669251577</id><published>2008-09-17T11:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T11:53:55.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Season 5 Story line spoilers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hW5ItnVk8eM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hW5ItnVk8eM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-3071824454669251577?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/3071824454669251577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=3071824454669251577' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/3071824454669251577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/3071824454669251577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/09/season-5-story-line-spoilers.html' title='Season 5 Story line spoilers!'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-2454520944693861403</id><published>2008-09-15T11:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T11:24:10.259-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping with the post secret concept....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.eyeranian.net/Truth-Lies.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.eyeranian.net/Truth-Lies.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that would have changed was the amount of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-2454520944693861403?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/2454520944693861403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/2454520944693861403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/09/keeping-with-post-secret-concept.html' title='Keeping with the post secret concept....'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-6854035742832911955</id><published>2008-09-15T09:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:35:56.375-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Philosophy Ep1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.estatevaults.com/lm/%20%209:11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.estatevaults.com/lm/%20%209:11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an odd possibility isn't it? You've survived a tremendous disaster, however, you have the opportunity to create a whole new life for yourself. I now pose the question to you, what would you do in that situation?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-6854035742832911955?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/6854035742832911955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=6854035742832911955' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/6854035742832911955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/6854035742832911955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/09/philosophy-ep1.html' title='Philosophy Ep1'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-4959753067906897848</id><published>2008-09-11T04:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T04:57:47.712-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe I should just bring back the POD</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GMjOwlQP6a0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GMjOwlQP6a0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. I do post far too many videos so I'm almost thinking the Play Of (the) Day would be more efficient. Nah, I'll come up with a better way to do this I'm sure..... XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-4959753067906897848?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/4959753067906897848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=4959753067906897848' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/4959753067906897848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/4959753067906897848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/09/maybe-i-should-just-bring-back-pod.html' title='Maybe I should just bring back the POD'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-2033730810260098452</id><published>2008-09-09T08:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T11:05:23.245-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well at least it's not another video.</title><content type='html'>Last instant message you recived?&lt;br /&gt;Alley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you straighten your hair everyday?&lt;br /&gt;My hair is straighter than this quiz...I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to cuddle?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Was that an invite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick write some of the lyrics from song your listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;"When I start making love, I don't just start making love, I be strokin!" Strokin - Clarence Carter. Don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you worry about the size of your boobs?&lt;br /&gt;I suppose so since I can't find them :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you really looking forward to?&lt;br /&gt;October 8th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favourite girly magazine?&lt;br /&gt;Whatever tabloid is in the lounge at the time I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the biggest turn on about guys?&lt;br /&gt;4th nipple. Anyone can have 2. Freaks have 3. Having 4 though, now that's special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about the biggest turn off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Triple Nipple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a scale of 1-10, how fun is shopping?&lt;br /&gt;Depends who it's with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a scale of 1-10, how much do guys confuse you?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are looks important?&lt;br /&gt;They are a bonus feature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at 12 am last night?&lt;br /&gt;Doing what I do best: being the Mart Messiah, the Store Savious, the Prophet of Profits....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many guys/girls do you have on the go?&lt;br /&gt;Depends how big the crew is on that night. Generally, the numbers are low enough that I can get them all going at the same time and not lose track of any of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing this Friday?&lt;br /&gt;Community service with an octogenarian, an mentally handicapped and a physically handicapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer the window seat, or the aisle?&lt;br /&gt;I prefer seats close to doors. Windows if there is scenery worth seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a secret lover?&lt;br /&gt;It's not really a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you talked to on msn?&lt;br /&gt;Still talking at the moment to two so Ariel from yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there someone you really can't stop thinking about?&lt;br /&gt;I can stop, I just don't like to is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is your heart lately?&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to ask it the next time I see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you had butterflies in your stomach?&lt;br /&gt;1:42am...roughly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Book shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;Lots of people. I don't really think I hate anyone actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you happy when you woke up today?&lt;br /&gt;I haven't slept today so I assume so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you cried and why?&lt;br /&gt;The finale of House season 4 when cut-throat bitch dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do you remember your dreams?&lt;br /&gt;rarely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What time did you go to sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't sleep last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever kissed anyone who's name started with a J?&lt;br /&gt;Not conciously. You never can be too sure of Joey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel like dancing?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much money do you have on you?&lt;br /&gt;I don't make a habit of carrying my wallet on me in the house as I don't do a lot of shopping in my own home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next vacation you're going on?&lt;br /&gt;I don't get those until after inventory so....late march, early april at the earliest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have your best friends ever seen you cry?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I couldn't help it. Destrie couldn't get the seat belt to go any further and it hooked over his pectorial region leaving his man boob dangling there. Since I was sitting right beside him there was no where to escape from it. He couldn't figure out what on earth I was laughing over so much that would make tears come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you dance in the car?&lt;br /&gt;Caramell Dansen maybe, that's about it :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me about the last dream you remember having:&lt;br /&gt;I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever met a celebrity?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, The Ayatollah of Rock and Rollah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever walked into a wall?&lt;br /&gt;Through a wall maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next person you’ll hold hands with… will it mean anything?&lt;br /&gt;Doubtful. I've already told Joey I think we should be just friends lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever dropped something important into a dirty toilet?&lt;br /&gt;Why hold something important over a toilet in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where was your default picture taken at?&lt;br /&gt;Same place I am right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you too forgiving?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you dαting the lαst person you kissed ?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who did you tαlk to right before you went to bed lαst night ?&lt;br /&gt;Ariel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel αbout thαt person ?&lt;br /&gt;I'll get back to you on that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have your parents ever caught you drinking?&lt;br /&gt;I don't drink so there is nothing to catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's bothering you?&lt;br /&gt;Well you see I've got this rash right here and...hey, where are you going? You asked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last restaurant you went to?&lt;br /&gt;A&amp;amp;W&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last call you received?&lt;br /&gt;Ariel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you do yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Went to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the first thing you would do with 5 million dollars?&lt;br /&gt;Pay off my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exciting weekend?&lt;br /&gt;Yes actually. Dwayne no showed for the third weekend in a row so it gives me a chance to get stuff done without having to answer to anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who were you with last night?&lt;br /&gt;Joey, Carol, Bill, Nick, Rick, John, Wanye, Walter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What woke you up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;I was already awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Where are you?&lt;br /&gt;At home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Is tomorrow going to be a good day?&lt;br /&gt;Yesms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Did you kiss or hug anyone yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Well, they hugged me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who's bed were you in last night?&lt;br /&gt;My own for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is number seven!? ( Crawl in a hole )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Where were you born?&lt;br /&gt;Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.what is your cellhpone background?&lt;br /&gt;default&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How many text/voice messages did you get yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;*shrugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. From who?&lt;br /&gt;Joey or Ariel probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What was the last CD you burned?&lt;br /&gt;Why would I burn a CD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What is your favorite holidays?&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What's your problem?&lt;br /&gt;I told you. I've got this rash right.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you have a facebook?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. http://www.new.facebook.com/home.php?ref=logo#/profile.php?id=517447761&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What's your graduation year?&lt;br /&gt;07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What kind of phone do you have?&lt;br /&gt;LG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What was the last thing you touched?&lt;br /&gt;The keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Who is your number one?&lt;br /&gt;Joe Dirt. "Rule #1: I'm #1."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Have you ever kissed anyone on your top friends?&lt;br /&gt;More than likely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who was the last person that wrote on your wall?&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Ariel on the 6th of August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Are you good friends with this person?&lt;br /&gt;I suppose we have our moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. How often do you log in to facebook?&lt;br /&gt;Generally I just leave it open and then do everything else through new tabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you listen to music every day?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Like right now is The Bravery - "An Honest Mistake"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Have you ever moved?&lt;br /&gt;A few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Have you ever won an award? What ones?&lt;br /&gt;some honour rolls, the occasional of the month thing, the ones that customers fill out, some regional track stuff, the usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. What do you want to do right now?&lt;br /&gt;No comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. are you listening to music now?&lt;br /&gt;Still actually. Zebrahead now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Do you like someone?&lt;br /&gt;Quite a few people. At worst, I tolerate them out of courtesy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. What makes you pissed off?&lt;br /&gt;I don't really get pissed off anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. What song makes you cry?&lt;br /&gt;Sad songs, but they don't actually make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haveyouever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Snuck out?:&lt;br /&gt;Not really. I just say where I'm going instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Kissed someone without knowing their name?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Do you ever spit?&lt;br /&gt;What kind of whore do you take me for?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. You cook your own food?&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. You do your own chores?&lt;br /&gt;By preference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. You like beef jerky?&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. You own a dog?&lt;br /&gt;Family pet, Tyson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. You spend your money wisely?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Do you like to swim&lt;br /&gt;I would like to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Your name:&lt;br /&gt;I'm used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?&lt;br /&gt;Can't think of who that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Who of the opposite sex is the easist to talk to?&lt;br /&gt;*shrugs not really a difference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Have you ever thought that you were going to marry someone?&lt;br /&gt;*facepalm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Are you crushing on someone?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am such a fan boy :p *rolls eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Whats the perfect kiss?&lt;br /&gt;*shrugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;I has no heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Have you ever broken someone's heart?&lt;br /&gt;I like to think I haven't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. If you could go back in time and change things, would you?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Do you believe that you are a good boyfriend or girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. What did you do today?&lt;br /&gt;Had a bagel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Do you have your future daughters name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I hope not. A girl named Steven would be odd wouldn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. son?&lt;br /&gt;  Nope. "Junior" is a little too old school for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Do you Believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Ever been given a ring?&lt;br /&gt;Depends what you mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Do you want to get married?&lt;br /&gt;Should the need arise, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. Has anyone ever told you they wanted to marry you?&lt;br /&gt;Not recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. Does heartbreak really feel as bad as it sounds?&lt;br /&gt;*shrugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. whats ur favorite type of clothes?&lt;br /&gt;PJ's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Have you ever flirted with a friend's crush?&lt;br /&gt;Not yet and it's going to be entirely to be an asshole :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Would you believe your ex if she/he said they love you?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it still wouldn't change anything though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. Would you date your best male/female friend?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if any of my friends are heshes though. I'd feel odd to ask them. If I have a male/female best friend, I think I would at least take them out for dinner if nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. What If your best friend of the opposite sex went out with someone you knew?&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. What things have you learned about life?&lt;br /&gt;Even though it's not fair, I wouldn't want it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Has anyone recently told you they like you more than a friend?&lt;br /&gt;Well, a few months back now I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. How many things in your past do you regret?&lt;br /&gt;525,600X19. Either that, or I don't because they all shaped me into who I am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;Ariel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;101. Have you ever wanted someone but you knew you couldn't have them?&lt;br /&gt;*shrugs Fate works in funny ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;102. Has one of your friends ever stabbed you in the back?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Face to face combat. If they want to stab me in the back I'm going to see it coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;104. Have you ever cried the whole day?&lt;br /&gt;Funerals mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;105. Are things fair in your life?&lt;br /&gt;No, but they are still good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;106. Have you ever had a bad feeling about something and it turned out you were right?&lt;br /&gt;On occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-2033730810260098452?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/2033730810260098452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=2033730810260098452' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/2033730810260098452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/2033730810260098452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/09/well-at-least-its-not-another-video.html' title='Well at least it&apos;s not another video.'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-2831097226872760566</id><published>2008-09-07T09:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T09:05:41.064-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Candle</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RGDXelJQzKM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RGDXelJQzKM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really not a big fan of the music video but I do prefer the band singing the song rather than an acoustic rift at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-2831097226872760566?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/2831097226872760566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=2831097226872760566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/2831097226872760566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/2831097226872760566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/09/candle.html' title='Candle'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-1535972956178611865</id><published>2008-09-03T06:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T06:49:39.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spill Canvas - "Lullaby"</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/maOKqoYTsSw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/maOKqoYTsSw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-1535972956178611865?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/1535972956178611865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=1535972956178611865' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/1535972956178611865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/1535972956178611865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/09/spill-canvas-lullaby.html' title='The Spill Canvas - &quot;Lullaby&quot;'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-2297370644223890456</id><published>2008-09-02T13:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T14:12:14.011-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The way life works</title><content type='html'>It's amusing in a way, annoying in another. Depends if I've found a way to outsmart it or not that determines how I feel about it. Instead I shall come up with the fact on it instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I say is going to happen in life...doesn't. At least not the good stuff and not in the order that I say it's going to happen in. This is the one thing I am superstitious of actually. It's also why I try to heed Kandace's warning as much as possible although some times I simply can't resist to not say it. XD. I can't really explain yesterday's feeling, all I know was that I rather enjoyed the lingering moments from the call, which is about the happiest I had been all day. (Okay, so maybe it's more like in quite some time since it encompasses more than just 24 hours :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*looks at clock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! I wake up in about a half hour....wait, I already did that. It turns out you can't force yourself to go to sleep about 12 hours after you wake up, you can maybe nap but that's it. So, keeping with the first half of this blog, it's movie night then. That's as much as is planned. Will we eat first? What movie will we see? Will there be more than one movie? None of this is determined yet. Why? Because things never go entirely as I plan. This is my way of keeping  the fates guessing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-2297370644223890456?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/2297370644223890456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=2297370644223890456' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/2297370644223890456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/2297370644223890456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/09/way-life-works.html' title='The way life works'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-1027967183964935928</id><published>2008-08-27T05:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T05:52:52.531-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Explination</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tseNASuo-ig&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tseNASuo-ig&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, would be the reason for the name change on here. The past week or so, the song has been stuck in my head and the band names plays nicely with the sub title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasn't really been much of anything to write about other then Ally being a complete snob now that she's in college :p. Signs in and then just disappears. Suuuure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slight anxiety attack yesterday but all is well now. Perhaps after my walk I will be able to come up with something of interest to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-1027967183964935928?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/1027967183964935928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=1027967183964935928' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/1027967183964935928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/1027967183964935928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/08/explination.html' title='Explination'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-7081591512967191997</id><published>2008-08-22T11:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T11:31:43.297-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All the world is waiting for the sun...</title><content type='html'>Take a photograph,&lt;br /&gt;It'll be the last,&lt;br /&gt;Not a dollar or a crowd could ever keep me here,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vBKUnewvl8c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vBKUnewvl8c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a past&lt;br /&gt;I just have a chance,&lt;br /&gt;Not a family or honest plea remains to say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain rain go away,&lt;br /&gt;Come again another day,&lt;br /&gt;All the world is waiting for the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it you I want,&lt;br /&gt;Or just the notion&lt;br /&gt;Of a heart to wrap around so I can find my way around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safe to say from here,&lt;br /&gt;Your getting closer now,&lt;br /&gt;We are never sad cause we are not allowed to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain rain go away,&lt;br /&gt;Come again another day,&lt;br /&gt;All the world is waiting for the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain rain go away,&lt;br /&gt;Come again another day,&lt;br /&gt;All the world is waiting for the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To lie here under you,&lt;br /&gt;Is all that I could ever do,&lt;br /&gt;To lie here under you is all,&lt;br /&gt;To lie here under you is all that i could ever do,&lt;br /&gt;To lie here under you is all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain rain go away,&lt;br /&gt;Come again another day,&lt;br /&gt;All the world is waiting for the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain rain go away,&lt;br /&gt;Come again another day,&lt;br /&gt;All the world is waiting for the sun,&lt;br /&gt;All the world is waiting for the sun,&lt;br /&gt;All the world is waiting for the sun.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;So, Kiesman decided to try his hand at this game: What you do is you tell me a little excerpt from your daily life, something usually negative and then you say something along the lines of wishing that it would happen to me. It works with nightmares and now it works with depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's odd though, I actually enjoyed the little jag as it was refreshing since my eye had been bothering me a bit as of late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for pizza last night, far too close to the time I had to work. It should not take them that long to make a pizza. Surely the dough is at least made before hand right? I'd swear they went out back and picked some tomatoes to make the sauce. Not a good thing when you only have an hour to eat and get back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least all the rain and thunder/lightening have been pretty like. Appropriate :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-7081591512967191997?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/7081591512967191997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=7081591512967191997' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/7081591512967191997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/7081591512967191997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-world-is-waiting-for-sun.html' title='All the world is waiting for the sun...'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-7862049895029238325</id><published>2008-08-20T03:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T04:10:13.765-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SKvdy8TZAGI/AAAAAAAAACU/2IonS5Uw3wI/s1600-h/aug_08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SKvdy8TZAGI/AAAAAAAAACU/2IonS5Uw3wI/s400/aug_08+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236522858998988898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SKvdzfxseFI/AAAAAAAAACc/kqMeIH031d8/s1600-h/aug_08+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SKvdzfxseFI/AAAAAAAAACc/kqMeIH031d8/s400/aug_08+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236522868521334866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SKvdzkw225I/AAAAAAAAACk/A7w4KTC9C7g/s1600-h/aug_08+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SKvdzkw225I/AAAAAAAAACk/A7w4KTC9C7g/s400/aug_08+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236522869859998610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Remember kids, violence isn't the answer...partially because I never actually asked a question :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-7862049895029238325?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/7862049895029238325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=7862049895029238325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/7862049895029238325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/7862049895029238325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/08/peace.html' title='Peace'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SKvdy8TZAGI/AAAAAAAAACU/2IonS5Uw3wI/s72-c/aug_08+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-4200718548173345738</id><published>2008-08-19T12:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T12:17:34.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SKsAIVKhUWI/AAAAAAAAACE/912w2KNZfQo/s1600-h/Picture+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SKsAIVKhUWI/AAAAAAAAACE/912w2KNZfQo/s400/Picture+13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236279134868558178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-4200718548173345738?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/4200718548173345738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=4200718548173345738' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/4200718548173345738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/4200718548173345738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SKsAIVKhUWI/AAAAAAAAACE/912w2KNZfQo/s72-c/Picture+13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-3583825746963271416</id><published>2008-08-18T09:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T10:18:17.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Go figure, it is a real disease</title><content type='html'>Yep. I always had this running theory that there was a psychological disease where people envisioned things that didn't really happen however to them it was real. This theory first came about when I heard about the concept of anorexia, where people see themselves in a way that other people don't. Why then wouldn't it be possible to see things other than yourself differently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This works on two fronts: Alcohol induced and naturally occurring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alcohol induced:&lt;br /&gt;So he comes to me with his problem as I'm getting out of the car (since when have I been a reverend? I got the weekend off without needing to buy that license. :p) Any ways, he has committed what could be deemed an illegal act, however, he's relatively certain that she's legal. Not the awkward part. The girls father walks in on them and cold clocks him right in the eye. Nope, still not the awkward part but it is getting there. The girls father though...is his uncle. For his sake, let's hope that's the awkward part right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non-Alcoholic:&lt;br /&gt;Will's depression state. I was of the impression that it was a combination of his grandfather being in the hospital and Tim dating his ex girlfriend however, Will hasn't even went to see his grandfather in the hospital yet and it's been close to a month. As for the ex.....she claims they were never dating. Will imagined that things happened that didn't really happen. So, somewhere in here someone is lying. I just assumed that the fetal position ball like thing was a result of having the Hamtaro theme song played over and over so many times but apparently not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that being said, I'm going into recluse mode I think because frankly, trying to keep friends is like hosting my own day time talk show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lhyT_Xk5I44&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lhyT_Xk5I44&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-3583825746963271416?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/3583825746963271416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=3583825746963271416' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/3583825746963271416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/3583825746963271416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/08/go-figure-it-is-real-disease.html' title='Go figure, it is a real disease'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-6754195548342999148</id><published>2008-08-15T09:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T09:35:58.224-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm</title><content type='html'>Well I'll be, I don't actually have much of anything to say today, so I won't. But, now that I've said that, it appears I've said something so therefore I must have had something to say then. Clearly, I am a liar but, what if I just lied about being a liar?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-6754195548342999148?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/6754195548342999148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=6754195548342999148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/6754195548342999148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/6754195548342999148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/08/hmm.html' title='Hmm'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-4132828360805670972</id><published>2008-08-14T07:23:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T09:27:44.252-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause all the cool kids are doing it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SKQkHtdNveI/AAAAAAAAABU/4ZLbYx7KtIw/s1600-h/Picture+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SKQkHtdNveI/AAAAAAAAABU/4ZLbYx7KtIw/s400/Picture+12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234348381791174114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That my friends, is how to properly wear a tie. Headband style with excess draped through instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you be with your regularly schedule programming now XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-4132828360805670972?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/4132828360805670972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=4132828360805670972' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/4132828360805670972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/4132828360805670972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/08/cause-all-cool-kids-are-doing-it.html' title='Cause all the cool kids are doing it...'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SKQkHtdNveI/AAAAAAAAABU/4ZLbYx7KtIw/s72-c/Picture+12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-3829011246037366044</id><published>2008-08-13T23:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T00:08:58.955-05:00</updated><title type='text'>(Yes,  I realize it's not Sunday.)</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Vu4JIdLsBE&amp;amp;feature=user&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-3829011246037366044?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/3829011246037366044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=3829011246037366044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/3829011246037366044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/3829011246037366044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/08/yes-i-realize-its-not-sunday.html' title='(Yes,  I realize it&apos;s not Sunday.)'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-5402469344312761505</id><published>2008-08-13T07:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T07:54:05.655-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Light is spelt with the same characters as moon?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://anime-x.drsolinfo.ca/Rurouni%20Kenshin/rurouni%20kenshin/sano03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://anime-x.drsolinfo.ca/Rurouni%20Kenshin/rurouni%20kenshin/sano03.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironic actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, whilst shopping today I pitched out a bit of an idea or favour if you will. Short story long, I am free to return to normal life, once I have found someone willing to come to overnights. At the moment, Gramps is kind of working his charm and seeing what he can do which is awfully nice of him I think. I suppose I should have mentioned to him that I basically get to choose where I get to go, so when we succeed, we go back to business as usual working together again. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In regards to yesterday's sudden disappearances, most notably "hi" "later" conversations, unexpected company arrived. Granted, this does happen about once a week or so, but generally not at the same time, so I still consider it unexpected. My apologies none the less for not explaining myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night itself has been relatively quiet, choosing to try and work on my studies a bit so as to better understand the character. It still seems a bit odd to call it studying, but I'd rather know the movement patterns of the costumes so as to better understand how they should look from all angles when they are reconstructed. Sanosuke Sagara (pictured, above left) is the character in question that will be recreated for one of the three days. Kiesman, will be filling the role of Kenshin for this and is still trying to talk his cousin into going as Kaoru, so if we can find a Yahiko, we should pretty much be set in regards to the Rurouni Kenshin group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:Hltp9PNsHdCYEM:http://news.filefront.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/06/sonic_72_80.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 85px; height: 140px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:Hltp9PNsHdCYEM:http://news.filefront.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/06/sonic_72_80.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sonic would be the other confirmed character for one of the other days as they are trying to put together a Super Smash Brothers group on the forum. Yes, I know, after the disaster that was the attempted Kirby, why would I even bother. Simple, Sonic is essentially complete once his head is done. Everything else comes down to simple clothing, although I think I will make covers for the shoes to make them look more comically disproportioned. More than likely, Sonic will be how I spend my night off today with a few episodes more of Rurouni Kenshin thrown in between drying times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-5402469344312761505?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/5402469344312761505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=5402469344312761505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/5402469344312761505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/5402469344312761505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/08/light-is-spelt-with-same-characters-as.html' title='Light is spelt with the same characters as moon?'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-699114753651085202</id><published>2008-08-12T10:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T10:48:06.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning</title><content type='html'>So, just because it was proposed that this could potentially be used for evil, I am giving everyone fair warning:&lt;br /&gt;At the request of a friend, I shall be creating a rp character. Similarities may exist in writing styles so that will be your cue. Whomever guess which one is me first wins a prize :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have much else to say at this point so I won't. Probably go on a rant of sorts in the next 24 hours or so since this is the start of my two days off. I'll try and keep it positive at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.highspots.com/images/images_125/zzzzc9_Bucanero_comm_L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.highspots.com/images/images_125/zzzzc9_Bucanero_comm_L.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so maybe a little early to be shopping, but I thought I'd see if I could get some feedback on this one as well. The only part that throws it off in my opinion is the white bandanna since it's kind of hard to tell what it's supposed to be in my opinion. That's the hard part I guess of trying to make a mask look like a pirate XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-699114753651085202?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/699114753651085202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=699114753651085202' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/699114753651085202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/699114753651085202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/08/warning.html' title='Warning'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-2829373131243795347</id><published>2008-08-10T10:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T10:54:07.815-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping up appearance's sake</title><content type='html'>So just to kill time before going to, well, I don't know whether to really call it work or what. I think "Family Fun Day" is the preferred term. Volunteer work. Still has the word work in it. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't be all that bad I suppose seeing as it's the same group of people working on this that it is for, well, any other project really. It's the safety team. It's the sustainability group. It's the parade committee. Yep, pretty much the same 5 or 6 people for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An awful lot of food eating competitions though I've noticed. Already it's been heavily stressed that a belly ache is not a valid excuse for missing work tonight so I think it best to leave this one to the professionals and make up for it in say, the tug of war perhaps. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Grandpa moment of the day: Even though they are gone, you still have the memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-04328018597622837 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/4v7ws-GYwZE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4v7ws-GYwZE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4v7ws-GYwZE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4v7ws-GYwZE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4v7ws-GYwZE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. I even throw in a feel good moment. XD (Please refrain from swaying your lighters in the air while you are in the house. )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-2829373131243795347?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/2829373131243795347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=2829373131243795347' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/2829373131243795347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/2829373131243795347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/08/keeping-up-appearances-sake.html' title='Keeping up appearance&apos;s sake'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-852215093237277648</id><published>2008-08-08T08:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T08:46:44.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings</title><content type='html'>"Holy crap! You're still alive?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah...why wouldn't I be?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*goes to grab fire extinguisher&lt;br /&gt;*brandishes extinguisher like going to smack with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I'll just have to fix that then now won't I."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes "Good morning" just isn't enough so you gotta spice it up a notch. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;==============================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was flipping through Winamp when I came across a cover song by someone, and I must say, I'm a bit jealous. Granted, I don't know how effective of a 'swing'er I'd be, but it's still a rather nice song none the less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twilight Saga is now officially finished and can take it's place with the rest of the library (okay, so it's more less a couple shelves. )  This book is pure fan service plain and simple, but that's what the whole series is about if you think about it. Shan't ruin it for anyone but I will say that it does better than my initial premise of 3/5 being bumped to 4/5 instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for obscurities sake: Super Dragon will be joined by Jushin "Thunder" Liger in the next week or so.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.highspots.com/images/images_125/ww_liger-redcom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.highspots.com/images/images_125/ww_liger-redcom.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, it does look really weird and more than kind of goofy looking, however what do you expect for something that started off as an anime? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;walkin my poodles, man it never gets old&lt;br /&gt;with my dogs on my leash i got bitches on the hold,&lt;br /&gt;a first aids kit? thats a rhesus monkey,&lt;br /&gt;i bust more nuts than a pistachio junkie!&lt;br /&gt;get more ass than a giant donkey stable,&lt;br /&gt;got more lines than whitney houston's coffee table,&lt;br /&gt;i get more head than grammar school lice,&lt;br /&gt;i'm like a walkin glacier i'm so decked out with ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you poop a virgin? cause that shit is tight.&lt;br /&gt;jack ain't black, barry ain't white.&lt;br /&gt;i do drugs in the bedroom, lie on ur back&lt;br /&gt;cause i got the pipe and you got the crack.&lt;br /&gt;though i'm sexually straight, your bound to find,&lt;br /&gt;i'm mentally gay, cause i'll blow your mind.&lt;br /&gt;the parents be snickerin "he shouldnt have written it"&lt;br /&gt;but i'm constipated, couldnt give a shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;My name is bo fo sho,&lt;br /&gt;a born bostonian,&lt;br /&gt;aryan librarian at the WORDsmithsonian&lt;br /&gt;the rap is scattered, it hides its ingenuity,&lt;br /&gt;i gave it this little part to give it continuity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fellas say&lt;br /&gt;hey moron pass the gin&lt;br /&gt;cause i'm an OXYmoron breathing OXYgen&lt;br /&gt;give me the bottle, i'll chug two thirds&lt;br /&gt;cause you bitches know fractions speak louder than words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the ladies say&lt;br /&gt;hey fellas i'm keepin it tight and if you play ur cards right you can have me tonight&lt;br /&gt;should i blow you or beat you, brass or percussion?&lt;br /&gt;oh stop, PERIOD end of discussion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking through the garden with food at my feet, picked up the celery but dropped the beat (beet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're in the hood ill take what you give me&lt;br /&gt;was einstein's theory good...relatively&lt;br /&gt;a smart queen's kingdumb, it doesnt mix&lt;br /&gt;a litter of literates, a bunch of moby dicks&lt;br /&gt;"get thee to a punnery" o-just to-pheelia&lt;br /&gt;take you with a condomn "stainless-steal" ya.&lt;br /&gt;half a pound of turkey breast, half a pound of chicken tits,&lt;br /&gt;why are only crackers staying at the Ritz?&lt;br /&gt;poverty, racism, isn't it strange,&lt;br /&gt;that only the homeless are beggin for change?&lt;br /&gt;i shocked Sherlock&lt;br /&gt;What, son? (watson) (watt, son?)&lt;br /&gt;Rosa Parks didnt call "shotgun"!&lt;br /&gt;here's a bit of irony&lt;br /&gt;a Ford Focus driver has ADD&lt;br /&gt;How'd i come to master all these things?&lt;br /&gt;like a tampon theif, i had to pull some strings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-852215093237277648?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/852215093237277648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=852215093237277648' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/852215093237277648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/852215093237277648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/08/greetings.html' title='Greetings'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-8270505107758343297</id><published>2008-08-07T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T14:54:36.322-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no see</title><content type='html'>Why I even forgot I even had one of these things come to think of it. And then, as that whipper snapper was pointing out, I did. So, here I am again I suppose :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, now that all that is out of the way....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pauses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice weather we're having lately?&lt;br /&gt;================================================================&lt;br /&gt;Spots still haven't been officially announced yet so I obviously haven't applied until I have some idea what the position is in regards to the committee. Granted, she'll never agree to anything but hey, I possibly can stick up for myself or something and explain that she can schedule me however she wants but, I will be gone for meetings on Saturdays and Sundays then. Okay, technically the meetings are on Sunday only but, there is no way I'm driving 4 hours after work to get there in time and then driving another 4 hours back afterwards, sleeping for 4 and then going to work, just not all that fun sounding now is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, after the 19th of September Richard goes to work for home office doing store sets (look for the pervert in pastels coming soon to a new store near you Canada :p) and so Carol will have to go to days. I won't technically have a new boss then until they have done their 2 months training in Calgary, so I will essentially be boss-less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I didn't really have much interest in said position. Being that I want to go back to seeing sun light other than in pictures (I miss my golden hue :p ), it wouldn't be very productive. Whomever gets the job has to come in and be the bad cop, the one aspect that I am no longer really willing to do. However, Keith has no problem doing such a thing, which goes fantastic with the fact he'll work his ass off and yet the others don't care for him so I to essentially come and go as a I please. I think I could live with a stress free environment. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the mandatory cryptic part that I promised would return:&lt;br /&gt;To the friend in question that decided to pass along their "cold", you might want to go get tested. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-8270505107758343297?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/8270505107758343297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=8270505107758343297' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/8270505107758343297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/8270505107758343297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/08/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long time no see'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-1624018196725436917</id><published>2008-07-05T13:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T13:23:18.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Musical pick of the day</title><content type='html'>http://www.myspace.com/ApollosChildMusic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UaItKhGB1rk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, he sounds a little shaky/quiet at first on the DCFC song, but I suppose that's his way of conveying the emotion behind it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-1624018196725436917?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/1624018196725436917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=1624018196725436917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/1624018196725436917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/1624018196725436917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/07/musical-pick-of-day.html' title='Musical pick of the day'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-465362040710332036</id><published>2008-07-05T12:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T12:26:58.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mental lapse</title><content type='html'>It feels different some how. In some ways, the change is pleasant as I feel more like the old me so it's more characteristic. However, being that I haven't been the old me in quite some time now, it's trouble some. Frankly, it's trouble some knowing that some part of the old me even exists.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-465362040710332036?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/465362040710332036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=465362040710332036' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/465362040710332036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/465362040710332036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/07/mental-lapse.html' title='mental lapse'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-8285651500894801905</id><published>2008-07-04T13:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T13:30:52.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow Beauty</title><content type='html'>The times you cry, turning your back, I didn't notice you were shaking&lt;br /&gt;Trivial things, boring things, always have been met with laughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The extent of time that passes, close to you, the distance between us is getting far apart&lt;br /&gt;From inside me, you passed through, erased all the memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throbbing feeling, falling in love, something is breaking, we passed each other&lt;br /&gt;Always nearby, your innocent smile&lt;br /&gt;Tears overflowing make an ocean, the fleeting feeling became the wind&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much I think, already you're unreachable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized…&lt;br /&gt;Being fickle, only selfishness, I have this kind of personality&lt;br /&gt;With the disposition jutting out. You were like a crybaby. It couldn't return in that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throbbing feeling, falling in love, meek, unaccustomed, we passed each other&lt;br /&gt;Always remembering your innocent smile&lt;br /&gt;Words aren't enough, feelings are hurt, if you notice we've gone far away from each other&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much I shout, you don't look back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The extent of time passing, becoming the past, if the colors are fading&lt;br /&gt;Standing still, I'll sleep by myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always, tears flowing and this chest burns and… again…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throbbing feeling, falling in love, something is breaking, we passed each other&lt;br /&gt;Always nearby, your innocent smile&lt;br /&gt;But still, tomorrow we wanted to meet, but also, meek and unaccustomed&lt;br /&gt;Hiding tears, letting go of the hand I held.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-8285651500894801905?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/8285651500894801905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=8285651500894801905' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/8285651500894801905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/8285651500894801905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/07/yellow-beauty.html' title='Yellow Beauty'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-9084646346506094393</id><published>2008-07-02T02:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T03:04:10.217-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll follow you into the dark</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BGnYT3Tb5DY&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BGnYT3Tb5DY&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love of mine&lt;br /&gt;Someday you will die&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be close behind&lt;br /&gt;I'll follow you into the dark&lt;br /&gt;No blinding lights or tunnels to gates of white&lt;br /&gt;Just our hands clasped so tight&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the hint of the spark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If heaven and hell decide that they both are satisfied&lt;br /&gt;Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs&lt;br /&gt;If there's no one beside you when your soul embarks&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll follow you into the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In catholic school, as vicious as Roman rule&lt;br /&gt;I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black&lt;br /&gt;And I held my tongue as she told me "Son fear is the heart of love"&lt;br /&gt;So I never went back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If heaven and hell decide that they both are satisfied&lt;br /&gt;Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs&lt;br /&gt;If there's no one beside you when your soul embarks&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll follow you into the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and me&lt;br /&gt;Have seen everything to see&lt;br /&gt;From Bangkok to Calgary&lt;br /&gt;And the soles of your shoes&lt;br /&gt;Are all worn down, the time for sleep is now&lt;br /&gt;But it's nothing to cry about cause we'll hold each other soon&lt;br /&gt;In the blackest of rooms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If heaven and hell decide that they both are satisfied&lt;br /&gt;Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs&lt;br /&gt;If there's no one beside you when your soul embarks&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll follow you into the dark&lt;br /&gt;I'll follow you into the dark.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-9084646346506094393?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/9084646346506094393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=9084646346506094393' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/9084646346506094393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/9084646346506094393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/07/ill-follow-you-into-dark.html' title='I&apos;ll follow you into the dark'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-3485889617107890743</id><published>2008-05-30T06:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T06:16:43.497-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life, or something like it.</title><content type='html'>After the break King apologized to Joey and asked him to come back out and finish out the show. Joey came back out and said the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You want to apologize? Like nothing happened. Like you didn't knock me on my ass in front of millions of people worldwide, and I'm gonna come down there and work with you. I'm not coming back, and now thanks to the magic of live television I'm gonna show the whole world, why for seven years in ECW I was the unscripted, uncensored, loose cannon of commentary. Six months ago, WWE called me, I didn't call this company because I was looking for a job. I didn't need a job. WWE called me because they had humiliated and fired...again, Jim Ross. So I get JR's spot, and from week one, week after week I've got an ongoing lecture about the differences in professional wrestling and sports entertainment. I'm not allowed to say 'pro wrestling', I'm not allowed to say 'wrestler'. I have to say 'sports entertainment' and refer to the wrestlers as 'superstars'. I'm told to deliberant ignore the moves and the holds during the matches so I can tell stories. Well ignoring the moves and the holds is damn insulting to the athletes, the 'wrestlers', not the entertainers who leave their families three hundred days a year to ply their craft in that ring. Here's the best part, because I'm not a sports entertainment storyteller I get pulled from Wrestlemania, and the reason I'm given is, is because I don't sound like Jim Ross who's the guy they fired in the first place. That makes sense, right? So I swallow the bitter pill, I'm a company guy. I get bumped from Wrestlemania. Then I get bumped from Backlash? I'm not good enough to call Backlash!? In ECW, I called live pay-per-views on my own, solo, no color commentators dragging me down. Wasn't done before me, hasn't been done since. But I'm not good enough to call Backlash because I'm not a sports entertainment storyteller. Well you know what? I am sick of sports entertainment. I am sick of male cheerleaders. I am sick of boogers and bathroom humor and semen and I am sick of our chairman. Who likes to talk about his own semen, he mocks God... he mocks God!!!!! And makes out with the divas all to feed his own insatiable ego. I am sick of sports entertainment, and most of all I am sick of you fans who actually buy into that crap! This sports entertainment circus! I never&lt;br /&gt;needed this job, and I don't want this job anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[At this point Joey pulls the WWE collar off the microphone and tosses it away.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I quit!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-3485889617107890743?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/3485889617107890743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=3485889617107890743' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/3485889617107890743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/3485889617107890743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-or-something-like-it.html' title='Life, or something like it.'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-6690987502294158122</id><published>2008-05-10T02:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T02:34:36.387-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Caramelldansen</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MTZT_AEhcgA&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MTZT_AEhcgA&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cursed Zhya and his anti-emoness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-6690987502294158122?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/6690987502294158122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=6690987502294158122' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/6690987502294158122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/6690987502294158122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/05/caramelldansen.html' title='Caramelldansen'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-563789101705994566</id><published>2008-05-08T02:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T02:57:36.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Postcard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SCKyRUTuU9I/AAAAAAAAABI/3fgk6PBStc0/s1600-h/May4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SCKyRUTuU9I/AAAAAAAAABI/3fgk6PBStc0/s400/May4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197912930517930962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-563789101705994566?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/563789101705994566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=563789101705994566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/563789101705994566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/563789101705994566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/05/postcard.html' title='Postcard'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SCKyRUTuU9I/AAAAAAAAABI/3fgk6PBStc0/s72-c/May4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-8602511237285268938</id><published>2008-05-08T00:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T00:54:04.134-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the week in review</title><content type='html'>Essentially, if it could go wrong, it did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-8602511237285268938?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/8602511237285268938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=8602511237285268938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/8602511237285268938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/8602511237285268938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/05/week-in-review.html' title='the week in review'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-321083601010577204</id><published>2008-04-27T02:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T03:41:27.649-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New job?!?!</title><content type='html'>Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It falls under the header of the "entertainment industry". Details are still fairly sketchy at the moment as the clear cut outline of the job is, well, rather preemptive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first self promoted show is slated for early summer. One of the biggest aspects that I would like to clear up personally, is establishing this a bit more seriously. The problem is that if I go about this the wrong way, it could take the fun out of it for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using this platform, I'd like to see an integration method done here. We could promote local bands at the same point (ala battle of the bands format) in between set changes. In this manner, we can charge admission to patrons and an entrance fee to those wishing to promote themselves at the same point. The bands get to have fun getting themselves out there, the guys still get to go out there, the crowd gets to have a good time and the business actually makes a profit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there comes one small hypothetical problem: How to keep the event clean. The solution of course is simple: we are already friends with bouncers and my real job required me to have a basic knowledge of security anyways.  Regretfully, the only way to get people to come in is to have alcohol available on the site (which is going to be painfully awkward as 3/4's of the company doesn't drink.) So by segregating the drinking and non-drinking sections, we'll be able to include all possible target demographics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe I'm going a bit over board here. However, he's already spent thousands of dollars on dj equipment (literally, the speaker that came in on Friday costs $3000 alone.) He intends to buy a license to do this professionally and intends to rent out the hall in order to preform for friends. Why wouldn't it make sense to open this up to the public then so that you actually see a return on investment?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-321083601010577204?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/321083601010577204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=321083601010577204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/321083601010577204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/321083601010577204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-job.html' title='New job?!?!'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-2613535593242817870</id><published>2008-04-24T02:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T02:59:16.269-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A different move?</title><content type='html'>Perhaps I jumped the gun a little as the pile of boxes behind me looks awfully suspicious considering the fact that I haven't told them that I'm moving yet :p . Odds are that they have already figured it out but some of the obliviousness seems to be permanent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I don't have to try and figure out where everyone will sleep as yet another plan seems to have died out. Honestly, it's a bit disheartening but I can't much say that I wouldn't have taken the same path. Blaming the mixer though because it makes too much noise when they have it with them anyways doesn't really make much sense though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the Toy department manager position falls through I believe I will be filling out a transfer request form and moving to Selkirk in June then. I'd be working for Ian again which would be nice, primarily because I miss the feeling of being appreciated as an employee and as a person. Ian's one short fall I suppose, is that he puts people before profits it seems. The other reason for Selkirk is for training from Rob. It gives me a chance to peruse both opportunities at the same time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-2613535593242817870?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/2613535593242817870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=2613535593242817870' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/2613535593242817870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/2613535593242817870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/04/different-move.html' title='A different move?'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-3775574280170238700</id><published>2008-04-22T16:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T20:02:44.792-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bleh</title><content type='html'>Been sleeping off and on for a few hours at a time at the most. Not too sure why exactly, but there's probably some logical explanation. Since the usual culprits are gone, I just don't much know what it is yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll end up getting a few odds and ends for the apartment today. Well,  inverted duplex sounds like a better way to explain what it is. "Cozy" seems like the only way to describe it, despite my initial feelings that it was "small". However, since it's being split anyways, there's essentially one or two people living out of there at any given time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a bit more tactful lately for some reason. I found myself being more borderline hurtful than humerous last night, and then having what I said sink in after I had already said it. I'll either chalk that up to the sleep deprivation or the coffee I've been intaking to counter the sleep deprivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, back to packing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Worrying myself again. Rather than block I continue to proceed like there is no problem. It doesn't bother me all that much I suppose but still seems to be cause for alarm none the less as a few red flags have appeared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-3775574280170238700?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/3775574280170238700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=3775574280170238700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/3775574280170238700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/3775574280170238700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/04/been-sleeping-off-and-on-for-few-hours.html' title='bleh'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-5729308289762873393</id><published>2008-04-20T19:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T20:25:08.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'>As the prophet Jager said</title><content type='html'>"You can't always get what you want, you can't always get what you want, but if you try sometimes you just might find, you get what you need." A wise enough statement, one about setting goals that are realistic and will bring you strength when you need it most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been contemplating again, nothing really too significant, just the usual "why are you so far behind" kind of stuff. It's not really all that surprising I suppose considering this isn't at all what I had in mind of doing with my life. I could see sticking with it, but I just feel like there's something missing. If I could figure out what that is, maybe it would help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance Dance Revolution was a pleasant return. Nothing like managing to increase in difficulty level by not playing for half a year :p . Mostly it's the songs on there that make it such a good game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the contemplation is deciding upon what to do after they tell me "no" in the next few days. I don't feel like being a vampire all my life, that much I know for sure. However, I don't much believe in not having a job. If it comes down to it, I suppose I'd just have to move then and find work else where. To get my training done at the same point would be kind of nice, but regretfully they don't want to post the price of the course. That's down right damoral of him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-5729308289762873393?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/5729308289762873393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=5729308289762873393' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/5729308289762873393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/5729308289762873393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/04/as-prophet-jager-said.html' title='As the prophet Jager said'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714612398587675005.post-313869171759810460</id><published>2008-04-18T22:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T23:53:35.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Regeneration</title><content type='html'>So in the interests of maintaining a slight level of entertainment, I'm replacing the competitive writing aspect with blogging for a while, or at least going to try to. The whole he said, she said scenario really kills off any and all form of fun anyways. On the plus side, we're being civil now that he sees where I'm coming from so all is well on that front, even if I am still leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma's spending the weekend here with Uncle Matt. For those of you still new to this, he suffered brain damage from hospital negligence so, she's been raising him ever since. We're still slightly on edge since the last time she came to visit is pretty much when we first got Felix and Brianna so the correlation seems a little too coincidental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out for lunch today with Sam, still being sociable like after last nights trip with Mom I suppose. That, and I felt like going for Chinese anyways. Am I the only one that feels bad for them though? I can't do the whole eating in a real restaurant part, I see them too much as real people and so it seems more like I'm eating at a friends kind of thing. Somehow, saying thank you for every little thing and then paying for it seems odd. Granted, they are a place of business but since they are still friends of my sister's, then I'm obligated to pay more in the form of a tip. I liked it better before I knew what tipping was. Why should I have to pay for something and then pay more because it was good? Shouldn't it have been good in the first place, hence why I paid for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss was kind enough to send me a message on Facebook letting me know that there are two people work this weekend. Since I'm back Saturday night, I'm hoping she wasn't counting me as one of those two. Oddly enough, she hasn't responded yet as to how on earth that was allowed to happen. So needless to say, there goes my shot of being on days if they can't even put together a crew in my absence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714612398587675005-313869171759810460?l=cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/feeds/313869171759810460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6714612398587675005&amp;postID=313869171759810460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/313869171759810460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714612398587675005/posts/default/313869171759810460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cardboardalchemist.blogspot.com/2008/04/regeneration.html' title='Regeneration'/><author><name>Lost Prophet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01494094872609254230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y67VqWBFyhg/SLFvpA20djI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Goe5Jur2HWI/S220/Picture+12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
