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    <title>THINGS HAVE CHANGED.......SHIT! IT'S CHRISTMAS AGAIN!!!!!</title>
    <published>2007-12-08T00:23:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-08T00:23:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">now that the thanking of the giving has gone and past....and the shitty turkey has been finally replaced with actual good tasting turkey and is finally digested (well, it's been gone for weeks now) and it's been okay thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bills have been actualy paied on time, and i havent gotten in jeopardy with them since this second job...pays good, 3 days per week....the only thing is ...well, that i dont sleep for 2 days straight...and go from one job to another without any rest whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, do i look like a crackhead when the day is over....&lt;br /&gt;but i have to&lt;br /&gt;gotta pay bills&lt;br /&gt;gotta rent the apartment&lt;br /&gt;gotta start somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;and im glad this time ive learned better to what to do with my money...thank fucking god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah shit....it's christ-mas!!!&lt;br /&gt;CHRIST!!!&lt;br /&gt;....MAS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, well if you do break up the words that is what it sounds like, so shut yo face and fuck yo couch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, and just when i thought i would finally save enough to move the fuck out...here comes the christmas shoppin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK IM GONNA BE POOR........again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shooting the heads offa zombies is fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aside from that, just been super busy with these 2 jobs....so i opologize for the lack of updates, i know how you--my eager blog readers--you know, the 3 of you, lol--cant wait to begin a day without the latest exploits of wonderful ol' me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that's all for now---see you guys laters....for now, i need my sleep---got work and even more christmas shoppin to-mo-rrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and chinese pastries are yummy</content>
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    <title>SO WHILE YOU WERE HANDING OUT THE CANDY....</title>
    <published>2007-11-01T23:28:54Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-01T23:28:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">.....my ass was going house to house taking it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muwahahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v367/moonspider/1101071904.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YEAH BITCHES!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, havent gone trick or treating since i was 12-13&lt;br /&gt;shit, i did'nt know what i was missing till last night, shit did i have some kick ass fun.&lt;br /&gt;man, i was giggling and laughing like no other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, lemme let you guys go....i have diabetes to catch, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and this was my costume....ZOMBIE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v367/moonspider/1031071554.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;candycandycandycandycandycandycandycandycandycandycandycandycandy&lt;br /&gt;candycandycandycandycandycandycandycandycandycandycandycandycandy&lt;br /&gt;candycandycandycandycandycandycandycandycandycandycandycandycandy&lt;br /&gt;candycandycandycandycandycandycandycandycandycandycandycandycandy</content>
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    <title>THIS IS DEDICATED FOR THOSE WHO STILL BELIEVE IN SUPERHEROES</title>
    <published>2007-10-24T01:53:49Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-24T01:53:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Gwen Stacy isn't dead she's only sleeping&lt;br&gt;and Elektra isn't evil or insane&lt;br&gt;Those bastards in the Pentagon can't really kill Sue Dibney&lt;br&gt;No more than they could kill off Lois Lane&lt;br&gt;I was thinkin' how the world should have cried&lt;br&gt;On the day Jack Kirby died.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;they are as imaginary as a 4-year old's imagination, larger than life figures that do what is right and never expect anything in return.&lt;br&gt;lol, "wealth n' fame he's ignored.....action is his reward, look out here comes da spider-man"&lt;br&gt;and other things of that sort.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;this little blog is for those that at their shittiest times look up for reasons to smile....reasons to live.....reasons to keep on.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;yes, i know this does'nt mean much to any of you----and at this time , im not looking very aldult by stating this.&lt;br&gt;but yeah, i dig superheroes.....&lt;br&gt;im never gonna deny that, and sure, although i havent bought any new comics in ages (yeah, now and then once inna while...or get some free because of a friend) i still am taken back to simpler times when i flip through those pages, or see it on the big and small screen....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;people who are not of this earth, time, dimension....but who have nothing but good in their heart.&lt;br&gt;i guess we see them as rolemodels of ourselves....people we want to be.&lt;br&gt;someone who does things because they want to help without really expecting anything in return except that the people in their lives are happy and safe, taken care of, and most of all, have love and admiration to what you have done in their lives.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;we almost stride to be heroes in our own way&lt;br&gt;by being that father figure&lt;br&gt;by being a guiding light in their moments of darkness and pain&lt;br&gt;by showing we care.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;no strings attached.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;or maybe we just yearn for that moment of innocense that we've once had that we will never get back. that moment that we did not fear the world or the pain that we are used to now in any given day.&lt;br&gt;that moment in our lives that we truly felt invulnerable.&lt;br&gt;a child falls on the floor....and just shrugs off the pain and continues doing what he was doing.&lt;br&gt;but if that child now grown falls, he breaks his arm and needs medical attention.&lt;br&gt;maybe he was pushed down....who will pay his bills....can he work his job ever again....will he ever be able to hold someone's hand again and feel it's warmth love?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;there were times when all that was needed was a loving parent's kiss on the boo boo to take your confidence level to new heights.....&lt;br&gt;so caring....so loving....so innocent.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;no one ever does that when you grow up&lt;br&gt;no one's there to kiss that boo boo away.....&lt;br&gt;it's the heartache of love.....the pain of hate.....jelousy....bills.....mortgage....just trying to get out of bed every morning to make ends meat.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;eitherway.....maybe im just some dude who'll never outgrow that phase in his life.&lt;br&gt;or maybe...just maybe....this is striking a chord with some of you people.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hey...i read comics&lt;br&gt;nothing wrong with that.&lt;br&gt;and if a superhero show airs on tv, or is made into a picture.....you better believe that im gonna be there, as giddy as a five year old with anticipation for the world he's about to enter....a world of makebelieve, the ever predictable fights about good versus evil, and maybe...just maybe....become a better person in the end&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;here's a little video&lt;br&gt;THE BALLAD OF BARRY ALLEN by Jim's Big Ego&lt;br&gt;although this features wally west's verson of the flash, i know it still has the same meaning behind it&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="8" /&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;and for my wrestling fans out there.......here's what an awesome wrestling promotion TNA realy is, when they just focus on the talent and dont fuck it up with storylines and shitty booking&lt;br&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="9" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>ARE WII HAVING FUN YET??!?!?!?!?</title>
    <published>2007-10-20T00:34:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-20T00:34:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">come around children, come on close.&lt;br /&gt;it's time to update this blasted thing and get this week over with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing as how my blogs usualy start off with some post-EMOrific cries for help and attention to my fleeting love life (or lack there of ......hey, this *cough*horny*cough*).&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah yeah, ive heard it all before......so save yer breaths everyone, im doing what i can here with what i got......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEEEEEEEWWWW!!&lt;br /&gt;not that, jeez...get yer mind out of the gutter, jeesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, fuck, forget it...IM trying to change here, so bare with me okay?&lt;br /&gt;so i'll spare you...for now, mostly because some of you seem to ASSume and jump to conclusions very eagerly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, now before someone states "but edgar, did'nt you post before that you were a changed man and yadda yadda yadda?"&lt;br /&gt;but it seems i havent yet.....seems i'd hardly changed&lt;br /&gt;wow, guess i really need to work on that.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmn....crap, i hate this shit&lt;br /&gt;but this time it seems that i can now.....certain traits need to be changed&lt;br /&gt;lol, and i guess a change of clothes is as good a start as any....&lt;br /&gt;among other things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....hey, im trying okay, for myself this time.&lt;br /&gt;something i should've done when i first posted those blogs....but like anything in life, there's always something that was ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still the same person huh?&lt;br /&gt;weird, just yesterday i was a dude wearing kitty ears and wearing sunglasses at night (htank you corey hart) with two pieces of thin hair hanging from my scalp and a corset-type, heavy-buttoned trench coat with handcuffs for a belt.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, meeeeeeemories, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit if anyone then looked at how i looked now, they wouldnt believe it.&lt;br /&gt;that gothy-emo-hybrid of a guy looking all suit-and-tie with short hair and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;anywho, that's what i got to say about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, here's a list of WII games that ill surely keep someone busy, lol&lt;br /&gt;mostly because im jelous because of all the ass kissing i gotta do to play these at their house.....fuckers, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER SMASH BROTHERS BRAWL:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="2" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="3" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RESIDENT EVIL: THE UMBRELLA CHRONICLES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER MARIO GALAXY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, guess ill just have to settle for my XBOX 360 games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;devil may cry 4&lt;br /&gt;wwe raw VS smackdwon 2008&lt;br /&gt;TNA IMPACT&lt;br /&gt;guitar hero 3 (also available on the WII)&lt;br /&gt;resident evil 5&lt;br /&gt;rock band&lt;br /&gt;assasins creed&lt;br /&gt;call of duty 4: modern combat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yeah, i think i can handle it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later gaters&lt;br /&gt;oh and before i forget ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WWE SUCKS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they've taken a huge dive in everything and as much as a fa i am, id rather watch the second guys, the second wrestling promotion....TOTAL NONSTOP ACTION!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="6" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for fun....just because i like the song that was used&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="7" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>THINGS OF THE PAST THAT WILL FOREVER BE LOST IN THE FLAMES</title>
    <published>2007-10-10T01:46:31Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-10T01:46:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">as i finished calling various places that are offering appartments for rent around my area (yes, I've been calling eversince i got home from eating some my-TEE-fine porkchops and giving someone some brithday well wishes) i decided to clean my closet and start some fall weather clean up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow....the memories i have......the people that i once knew...&lt;br /&gt;the feelings they once had for me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did'nt know it would make me feel that way&lt;br /&gt;love letters&lt;br /&gt;birthday cards giving well wishes covered with hugs and kisses&lt;br /&gt;kind words of admiration and love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....forgotten memories of a time that i did'nt realize that i was really cared for.&lt;br /&gt;but the thing that hurts me the most......is that these people......all of em have forgotten me in the drop of a hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that these people now see me as their enemy&lt;br /&gt;that they've changed so much for the bitter or worse.....while I've been the same person Ive been eversince I saw how cruel and unkind the world realy is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these people have changed and with that their feelings that they had for me have turned to and almost regretable feeling across their minds and hearts.&lt;br /&gt;if these people ever see me in the street....they might dismiss me and ignore me.....while others might confront me and hurt me with their words of hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate that i do not know where it originated from...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done nothing.....i've been the same person ive been since ive known them&lt;br /&gt;but them....they, on the other hand....have become who they are now: someone I've never met before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so with that.....Im keeping some of the memories....but the other have a date with oblivion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://artfiles.art.com/images/-/Frank-Tschakert/Heat-and-fire-Match-head-during-ignition-Poster-C12156899.jpeg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's amazing what kinda stuff you can get away with when living in a queens neighborhood these days.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho......closets clean....memories gone......places will call me tomorrow and then well, then i guess i'll be going apartment hunting tomorrow, i just hope they call back....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....seriously, none of these people picked up their phones....but i left messages&lt;br /&gt;hope that counts for something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother even agrees with me....i need, we all need to get out of here....&lt;br /&gt;but its gonna atke money....a whole lot of spenind money.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....crap, george harrison song refference&lt;br /&gt;lol, oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later gaters.....&lt;br /&gt;much love to those that actually care for me in the present</content>
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    <title>IF YOU WANT ME TO...I WILL</title>
    <published>2007-10-01T01:40:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-01T01:40:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">sitting here.....about to pay my phonebill (cellphone bill to be more accurate) I am reminded of things. Yeah, im very weird like that.....it's part of the whole "complexity" that someone pointed out to me.&lt;br /&gt;oooooooooooooooh, look at that, im mysteriously complex&lt;br /&gt;QUICK, someone call the media, im complex!!!&lt;br /&gt;i believe they need sweaters in hell because it has officialy frozen over.....oooh, im complex!&lt;br /&gt;shit, who is'nt, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there, that's enough of that rant for the moment&lt;br /&gt;eventhough it was mostly used for the purpose of starting a good sentence to this already attention grabbing blog *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, seriously.....like, 3 people read this thing....and one of them has had their profile so hacked into that she cant even add me to her top 8, lol&lt;br /&gt;pooooooooooooooorqueeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUTHERFUCKER, I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, sorry for trying to be mister funny......even at the most worse of times hon&lt;br /&gt;but, eh.....i try , you know, i realy try to help in whatever way i can&lt;br /&gt;even though that at times, it's at the most wrongest of times......i have bad timing, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, to be honest, originally i was gonna call this blog entry "EDGAR STRANGELOVE (or how i found out my mother was a complete and utter vengeful cunt, and decided to love the bomb.......that i wished fell on her) but the restrictions of blog titles is very limited, and was worried that you, the reader, might've been bored just by reading its title alone.........and i just came up with it....CLEVER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spider-kid!&lt;br /&gt;spider-kid!&lt;br /&gt;does whatever a.....um, 4 year old does...?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goes to pee&lt;br /&gt;every time&lt;br /&gt;likes to play ds all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look out!&lt;br /&gt;here comes the spider-kid....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe, face painting.....who'd knew it would be the answer to an ever hyper 4 year old....the more you know i guess, lol&lt;br /&gt;shit! mebbe i should've entered the jumping room.....but then i'd probably be arrested for impersonating a 4 year old or something, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway....had a good time today&lt;br /&gt;although yeah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what, im not gonna say anything else.....seems like ive said enough as it is realy&lt;br /&gt;well, seeing as how im apparently gifted into writing and expressing myself through my work........i'd thought i'd share my latest entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think what you will....and even say what you wanna say to me&lt;br /&gt;i just wanted to say it.....and since i cant realy say it......i do the next best thing, realy: write it&lt;br /&gt;besides, it'll actually read better than being read by me....seriously, i do no have a good singing voice for karaeoke, so what would make me think that i this will sound good it i read it to you, lol.....DORK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***ahem***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walks along this lonely street&lt;br /&gt;no one to dry his tears&lt;br /&gt;massage his aching back&lt;br /&gt;or drive away his ever present fears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are no ocean waves to wash his soul&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that smothers his body at night is the cigarette smoke that fills his lungs&lt;br /&gt;not the warmth of her skin&lt;br /&gt;not the aroma of her natural scent&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that keeps him warm these days is the lit up piece of rolled up paper that burns a firery red glow at the tip of his lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he lays there on the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;He is reminded of all the reasons why he lusts for her&lt;br /&gt;Her smile,&lt;br /&gt;and the way it teases at his seductively in his mind&lt;br /&gt;Her laugh,&lt;br /&gt;and the way it tempted him&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;and the way they seem to hypnotize whenever he looks into them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he sits there silent filling his air with cancer&lt;br /&gt;He is reminded of all the reasons why he loves her&lt;br /&gt;Her smile,&lt;br /&gt;and the way it brings such life into his world&lt;br /&gt;Her laugh,&lt;br /&gt;and the way it makes everything okay&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;and the way they seem to read his every thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the cancerous stick in his mouth is within an inch of its use&lt;br /&gt;all he can do is think of her&lt;br /&gt;and with that, he reaches into his pocket&lt;br /&gt;and pulls another one and begins anew&lt;br /&gt;and will continue to do so, until the tears from his eyes have stopped running down his face&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;well, there it is.....come up with your own conclusions&lt;br /&gt;i mean, seriously....you, what?...3 people reading this will get it, while others wont...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever, i just felt like saying it</content>
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    <title>Mischevous intentions of an already confusing propaganda-filled existence</title>
    <published>2007-09-01T23:57:22Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-01T23:57:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well well well, lookit' that?&lt;br /&gt;i have a car...somewhat, lol&lt;br /&gt;eh, i guess for the matter at the moment i have 4 wheels of edgar waiting for me outside my humble abode..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you, know....when i eventualy get to drive&lt;br /&gt;that is to say, WHEN i can drive without endangering the lives of whomever rides alongside with me...&lt;br /&gt;hey, it's been fucking 9 months since i fucking passed my driver exam, gimmie a break cabron!&lt;br /&gt;optimus christ, do some people bitch, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....yeah...a car....whatta world huh?&lt;br /&gt;half.....&lt;br /&gt;eh, better than none huh? and at an awesome price, so im not bitching......&lt;br /&gt;and the insurance was'nt a complete brain exploding experience....well, thus far, ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been great having the house to myself thus far, and it sucks that this freedom wil end this coming friday....but alas, this just prepares me to when i actually move out of this hell-hole...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which will be soon....i friggin hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really great having people over&lt;br /&gt;even if i will admit to acting like a jerk at times, but i dont mean it....but that is another story to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and just for a reminder: SPIDER_MAN: REIN.....is...not...about LETTING GO, lol&lt;br /&gt;it's about resposibility and the responsibility we have with what we have&lt;br /&gt;and that whatever happens, love will strive on and will continue even after your life has left the living world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA!!&lt;br /&gt;eat it beeyotches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have resposibility&lt;br /&gt;more than even what a father would have, but that's good&lt;br /&gt;it's been making me strong&lt;br /&gt;and making me realize that, yeah, i fucked in the head and even complex (well, not as much as i was before....hey, gimmie a break, im working on it, sheesh!)&lt;br /&gt;but i know where it matters most and give it all i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, im a kid ....a very big 27 year old kid&lt;br /&gt;but that dont mean i wont help anyone in need, especially someone i care about.&lt;br /&gt;I do waaaaaaaaaaaay beyond what some people ask for.....and that's good&lt;br /&gt;because then i know i wont be beaten, muwahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh....guess that's all for now&lt;br /&gt;well thus far....there's too much floating around this noggin....&lt;br /&gt;but, right now&lt;br /&gt;i need to kick someone's ass in guitar hero......or at least play to her level, lol</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:manchesterblack:84089</id>
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    <title>CONFESSIONS AND LOT OF OTHER DISCLOSED ARTIFACTS FINALLY EXPOSED</title>
    <published>2007-08-20T18:01:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-20T18:01:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">*an old man approaches the bench with a big brown book in his hands....he gently coughs and greets it with a smile. He slowly sits in the bench that is sorrounded by wide-eyed onlookers, hopelessly awaiting a tale that will surely keep them at bay, excited, and teach them something.&lt;br /&gt;he rests the book on his lap and gently stretches his hands, hand that show age and experience, he then gently opens the book where his place holder was placed and begins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gather 'round children, it's time for your most emotional and delusional buddy to tell you a tale.&lt;br /&gt;a story about a man who's thoughts are on the past, and that he, like many of you at times, wishes they could have stayed in those simpler times.....rather than the harsh reality that is the current.&lt;br /&gt;*He places his glasses on his face, gently blows the dust away and sits in an upright position*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He thinks. He Cannot stop thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Think of someone. This. That. That Life. Those days of past.&lt;br /&gt;That dream was his.&lt;br /&gt;A utopian dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like all stars, his died.&lt;br /&gt;That gas was gone.&lt;br /&gt;No pull between.&lt;br /&gt;The atmosphere was dry&lt;br /&gt;and he begins to choke on the tears in his eye.&lt;br /&gt;It was like he was taken from his star - like a child being taken from its favorite&lt;br /&gt;toy - he did not know what was happening.&lt;br /&gt;Dazed. Confused. Without true reality, there he sits.&lt;br /&gt;Wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He faces the world with a smile, no one knows what is hid inside.&lt;br /&gt;They see only happiness, they cant see the tears he's cried.&lt;br /&gt;When he is alone it hurts, because there he does it well.&lt;br /&gt;In front of all the watchful eyes of heaven his world turns to hell.&lt;br /&gt;inside he still sings that someone's song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he sings and drinks,&lt;br /&gt;and sleeps on floors,&lt;br /&gt;and tries hard not to be annoyed,&lt;br /&gt;by all those people worrying about him.&lt;br /&gt;So when he's suffering through some awful drive,&lt;br /&gt;that person occasionally crossese his mind.&lt;br /&gt;It's his hidden hope that this said person is still among them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gently places the place holder in between where he was reading and closes the book for all to see*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this story, children, is about a man who wishes for things.&lt;br /&gt;a thinker....a wanderer.....&lt;br /&gt;a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you all dream of things, some will achieve, some might never get outside the home....but we all struggle&lt;br /&gt;we all suffer&lt;br /&gt;we all live life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never had a father....I've had a dad&lt;br /&gt;and to tell you the truth, i liked the dad more because he was my father.&lt;br /&gt;I taught myself to be a better person, and it shows in everything i do&lt;br /&gt;i hafta to admit that it's hard at times, but i dont complain&lt;br /&gt;because the happiness it's the only reward that i want.....&lt;br /&gt;even if that happiness comes from someone else, rather than my own happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be like my papo&lt;br /&gt;and i hope I have not disapointed you yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey charlie? you up there?&lt;br /&gt;it's your big brother ed!&lt;br /&gt;how's life up there?&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how life would be if you'd were here with us.&lt;br /&gt;wonder how you'd look aside edmundo? probably like edmundo but with blonde hair, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm, it's the internet whore syndrome....except rather than just keep posting pictures and trying to get as much attention as possible.&lt;br /&gt;i actualy just write alot about myself and what im feeling.....&lt;br /&gt;weird, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later gaters, take care</content>
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    <title>THINGS NOT TO DO WHEN YER DRUNK, AND OTHER STUPID THINGS IVE DONE</title>
    <published>2007-08-14T05:44:52Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-14T05:44:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">......you all may be wondering why the fuck am i writing a blog at 1:00 am in the morning, but to be honest i could'nt sleep, and atop of the fact that i was at MSG watching wwe monday night raw live it was a pretty safe bet that i sure was'nt gonna be capable of getting any good shuteye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the reason why this should realy shock you is that ive decided to work tomorrow, my day off, so pretty much there is ,like, about an hour to an hour and a half time between what im doing here and where i'll be....WORK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, ive made it through saturday night into sunday morning WHILE taking my little best friend to coney island for a pre-birthday gift and working that same entire saturday......why not see if i can do it again?&lt;br /&gt;right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....hello? &lt;br /&gt;anyone agreeing with me.....anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to break 1000 on my bank account....that is a big feat in my book, mostly because the most i was able to have is 200-300 in 3 days....eventhough ive  made 700 every 2 weeks at my old gamestop job....but ive had manny things to buy and pay,but i'd rather not get into what exactly, resulting in me hardly having anything at all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a sign that i am keeping on my word: to save up and finally move out y'know.&lt;br /&gt;i should be glad that i realy havent done nothing too exhausting or difficult to achieve this...but i just feel decent about it&lt;br /&gt;lol, guess it really was easily said and done!&lt;br /&gt;i though id have some problems with it, but nothing's popped up yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEAAAAAAAAAAAAASE DONT TAKE AWAY MY DRINKING PRIVILEGES!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go out drinking and have fun&lt;br /&gt;pretty please, i promise to pay for the drinks.......um,again? lol&lt;br /&gt;sorry, but i just had a blast that night and realy had a kick ass time....because going to a karaoke bar by yerself is'nt the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom' leaving with my brother , edmundo, to ecuador for 2 weeks in about 2 weeks exactly.&lt;br /&gt;they're leaving on the 27th of this month and returning on the 7th of next (september)...&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i'll be having the house to myself.&lt;br /&gt;parties....wild drink-ins....wild sex filled orgies....that's right, NONE OF THAT SHIT WILL BE HAPPENING HERE, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, mebbe just having drinks and playing guitar hero 2 with a friend....getting ready to whoop her ass on it.....mostly because she beat the shit out of me every time we played it on her ps2.&lt;br /&gt;but now i get my revenge, muwahahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, some kewl little dude i know is turning 4&lt;br /&gt;been a wild year of a ride, but a good one....i just hope he likes his gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i know these are like the most random statements im writing here...but please bear with me, Ive only had a pretzel to eat and the vegatarian burrito i brought from the city was'nt gonna eat itself y'know?&lt;br /&gt;it's hard to eat AND type&lt;br /&gt;multitask wizard im not.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im trying to see if i could save some money and go somewhere, like a little trip.&lt;br /&gt;im thinking london.....&lt;br /&gt;funny thing about going places, it's easier if you have someone go with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cough*HINT*cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......that or try to make friend with someone who lives there and crash in their place for the entire stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cough*HINT*cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, anywaz....i guess it would be good getting out of the new york area BY myself rather than goign somewhere with the family....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....lol, knowing me, i might just stay in new jersey for a bit and just call it even, that way i know i could stay with a friend *cough* alyssa*cough* and be somewhere ive never been to, lol&lt;br /&gt;like a bootleg vacation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it's about 1:40 now&lt;br /&gt;might aswell try to end this entry with something uplifting....y'know, before im caught passed out on the conveyor belt at work because of lack of sleep in my job...lol</content>
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    <title>JUST BECAUSE I WANTED TO SHARE</title>
    <published>2007-08-09T00:46:32Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-09T00:46:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">CHEER UP, EMO KID!!!:tongue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a little anecdote that might brighten up your day from this shit hole weather we've had today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh! bridges closing, extremely massive subway delays and people having to leave their cars on the road like sinking ships...that's enough to make all of us a little pissed off&lt;br /&gt;and working in the airport....seeing people miss their flights to the point they either broke down crying or started shouting matches against the ticket counter&lt;br /&gt;just then....just then, as all this calamity was unfolding in front of me....it just happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever have that really warm and contented feeling, like you just farted in church but managed to successfully shift the blame to the senior citizen sitting next to you by quickly looking in their direction before anybody else had a chance to react? A moment where the world is almost resplendent with release and relaxation. I had a feeling just like that. Sort of a guiltless enjoyment of life in all of its splendor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I can't remember why, dammit.lol&lt;br /&gt;There was a reason for why I'm so happy, but now that reason eludes me, like a Pringle in the middle of a Pringles can. Not the last Pringle at the bottom of the can, mind you, because the last Pringle can easily be retrieved simply by tilting the can on its side and catching it. I'm talking about the Pringle where it's close enough for you to reach in, and you don't want to tilt the can over because you know some crumbs and shit will spill out and make a mess, so you reach in and you can only move three fingers at a time, like you're giving some fine young lady "the shocker," (only with a potato chip vagina) and the inside's so greasy that the chip just won't cooperate,My memory's like that for the moment, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignorance is bliss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's a little funny conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUY1:A little fucking never hurt anyone&lt;br /&gt;GUY2:So how come so many girls say, "Ow ow ow ooooh aaaaaah ow ow oh" while it's happening??&lt;br /&gt;GUY1:I assume that's what an orgasm sounds like....You're not sure though?&lt;br /&gt;GUY2:....&lt;br /&gt;GUY2:Absolutely not.</content>
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    <title>getting a little bit better, getting a little bit independent....just getting by in life</title>
    <published>2007-08-05T20:47:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-05T20:47:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">times have come and go, and people do aswell....but, the ones that really care are the ones that will stay with you always, because without the shadow of doubt looming over them, they know that there will be times when certain things will happen that will shape you, wake you up, and show you like a flash of bright light: that things happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can stay at home and cry your eyes out and go back to the mundane circle of crap that you've been doing for a while.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......or you can finally see that between your legs you have a pair of balls and that you need to step up more than you ever thought you did before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that you gotta see, that you can step it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that you can change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;become better&lt;br /&gt;become wiser&lt;br /&gt;appreaciate what you AND you alone could'nt see before....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....that you gotta love yourself and see that people do care for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's already just been, like mebbe 4 days now......maybe more&lt;br /&gt;but the wardrobe is new, the attitude had been adjusted, and ive been realizing qute alot of stuff lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a good looking fucker, lol:smile:&lt;br /&gt;that i wont gain a buncha weight if a have a ittle snack....or fuck it, eat actualy something that just the one meal a day thing that I've been doing for the last decade or so.&lt;br /&gt;ive been smiling more.....and no, it's not like before, you know.....&lt;br /&gt;a huge wakeup call has been rung &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can actually admit that i do feel different, and not in some "it'll only last a week" kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;relationships right now are a whole different thing&lt;br /&gt;but you know what, im not going to let it get me......when it happens, it'll hapen because someone will come to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's weird, it is true about that "it comes to you, you dont come to it"&lt;br /&gt;eitherway, im just keeping myself busy with work...and just seeign what happens, y'know.....not worrying about the fact that i might die alone&lt;br /&gt;i got better things on my schedule to do for now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. save up to move out&lt;br /&gt;(i already have about 600 saved in the bank, so breaking a 1000 wont be too hard....)&lt;br /&gt;2. get my own phone&lt;br /&gt;3. live life without the worries of the world that held me back from enjoying life in the first place......not letting my fears ruin moods, relationships, friendships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......i love my friends&lt;br /&gt;and whatever has happened, i have and will continue to be loyal to you because you have been putting up with my emotional psychobabble for long enough and it's time i give you the kudos you richly deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im glad to have you all in my life&lt;br /&gt;win, lose or draw...whatever we've gone through personally and whatnot , you have always seen that i have nothing but the best in mind with you.&lt;br /&gt;that i have always been loyal to you guys....but now i can appreciate how much of a wonderful group of people you realy are and for that, i dont ever want to forget that i love you all.&lt;br /&gt;and that friendships with you are the most important things, not for how long we've known each other, but for what we've gone through together.&lt;br /&gt;and as long as i have you in life, even if it is just a friend, that's what matters&lt;br /&gt;because i dont wanna go through this this new life, this new experience without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....oh yeah, and ive lost the 10 pounds i gained when i started working as a assistant manager at gamestop, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess eating your vegetables does help, lol&lt;br /&gt;although it does suck that i have to eat an entire vegetable burrito by myself...shit, half of that alone fills me up:crazy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....care to eat the other half?:lol:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, and the profile change....well that was kinda necesarry&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, some of the pictures will be taken down&lt;br /&gt;gotta post some new ones.&lt;br /&gt;show you the NEW real me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the EDGAR F (francisco for those who aren't in the know) VELASCO i should have been a while back, if it was'nt for those emotional setbacks here and there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you enjoy the ride, because im excited to see where this goes&lt;br /&gt;and im glad you have decided to come with me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first day of my life&lt;br /&gt;I swear I was born right in the doorway&lt;br /&gt;I went out in the rain suddenly everything changed&lt;br /&gt;They're spreading blankets on the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours is the first face that I saw&lt;br /&gt;I think I was blind before I met you&lt;br /&gt;Now I don’t know where I am&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know where I’ve been&lt;br /&gt;But I know where I want to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I thought I’d let you know&lt;br /&gt;That these things take forever&lt;br /&gt;I especially am slow&lt;br /&gt;But I realize that I need you&lt;br /&gt;And I wondered if I could come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the time you drove all night&lt;br /&gt;Just to meet me in the morning&lt;br /&gt;And I thought it was strange you said everything changed&lt;br /&gt;You felt as if you'd just woke up&lt;br /&gt;And you said “this is the first day of my life&lt;br /&gt;I’m glad I didn’t die before I met you&lt;br /&gt;But now I don’t care I could go anywhere with you&lt;br /&gt;And I’d probably be happy”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you want to be with me&lt;br /&gt;With these things there’s no telling&lt;br /&gt;We just have to wait and see&lt;br /&gt;But I’d rather be working for a paycheck&lt;br /&gt;Than waiting to win the lottery&lt;br /&gt;Besides maybe this time is different&lt;br /&gt;I mean I really think you like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you</content>
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    <title>HAPPY 20th ANNIVERSARY MEGAMAN!!!!!</title>
    <published>2007-08-01T01:33:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-01T01:33:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">love the blue bomber.....if they could make a megaman generations game, that would be awesome&lt;br&gt;happy 20th little bro, although some of yer current games get alot of guff these days......let's not forget the game that started a famed franchise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it takes a while to load, so please be patient&lt;br /&gt;if not, here's the direct link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gametrailers.com/player/22990.html"&gt;http://www.gametrailers.com/player/22990.html&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>so much has changed around me, yet i refuse to</title>
    <published>2007-07-30T01:19:06Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-30T01:19:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been one of those days&lt;br /&gt;the kind you wake up because you've caught yourself snoaring halfway that you cannot emagine bu a bear from the 100 acre wood to bellow such a gastly sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been looking at things, people, re-reading letters, looking at pictures, remembering a lot of the past from these past coupla years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's complicated, and i dare not to bring it up to the light at the said moment, not for the "i told you so" or the "i knew it" of the world, but for the fact that im still reviewing many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah, im not gonna get all emo about it, it's not those kind of things&lt;br /&gt;well, at least that's how im looking at it...considering im not sad everytime ive looked back at the past, because then that would require me to have sadness in me to cause such a labeled used-to-death tag line of "emo".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, it's not sadness, it's realy nothing at the moment&lt;br /&gt;just looking, staring at the words and images and people that have danced across my computer monitor for the last 2 hours (damn internet...i should be sleeping, but here i am, with a very full belly and time to kill before fully digesting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ones who remain...and the ones who are gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moments and memories that are my doing, or that i have been a part of.&lt;br /&gt;events and circumstances that have me thrusted in between one way or the other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonderer of both body, but mostly mind&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's all for now&lt;br /&gt;dont have nothing more to say except:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"are you the ones that are gone...or the ones that remain? either/or one way or the other there will come a day, a day that will show where you stand and where you shall go, a place with new that only you and you alone can choose, the choice is yours, pray it be the right one"</content>
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    <title>it's about nuzzling with vaginas... and fighting with clits</title>
    <published>2007-07-18T02:24:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-18T02:24:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">a futuristic HARVEST MOON............um,what?!?!?!?!?!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing as how ive been sleeping these past coupla days and have been avoiding a blog update for a while, since it would be justifiable to finally post something new in the weird crazy world of ......well, me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme just say that it's realy great to know who yer friends are and that whatever happens in life, that they will always show you love and care for you with no attachments or thoughts of doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alyssa, rob....you guys rock the casbah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, yesterday was something that i've needed inna looooong while.&lt;br /&gt;just bugging out and talking nonsense with nothing bothering us or getting in our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, we looove mudkips&lt;br /&gt;every pedobear approved u.s.d.a prime pokebeef!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a great time i wish it never ended, seriously, mebbe i should just move to jersey and forget the life of queens!&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmn, me, leave queens....leave behind the place ive been accustomed to, the place of my upbringing?&lt;br /&gt;do i dare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um.........STAY TUNED!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before i go......let me just say that i do not have the voice for karaoke&lt;br /&gt;i dont care, im singing and you better just eat my dust!!&lt;br /&gt;so for everyone who thinks otherwise... fuck you...fuck you...fuck you...up your butt with a rubber hose, hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aside from that, hooked up the old 8-bit nintendo system and playing it more than life itself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i own a ps2 and an xbox 360....and im enjoying my nes more than those 2 combined&lt;br /&gt;castlevania 3 rulz suckahz!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later gaters...that's all for now&lt;br /&gt;SHEEP GO BOOM!!!!!!!</content>
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    <title>ITS SO SAD WHEN OUR STARS FALL FROM THE SKY TO ONLY SEE THEM AS WHAT THEY REALY ARE</title>
    <published>2007-06-27T17:24:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-27T17:24:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"so this is WCW, where the big boys play?"&lt;br /&gt;This is the line that was said in the wcw saturday night promo that first introduced chris benoit on wcw television, as he emerged from a stretch limo that had parked itself in front of the world championship wrestling offices in Atlanta,GA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a lot of people, the news about pro wrestler Chris Benoit reportedly murdering his wife, 7-year-old son and then killing himself, is shocking but in a detached way like so many of the terrible, unthinkable crimes that we hear about.&lt;br /&gt;For me and the millions of pro wrestling fans out there, though, it hits differently. For a lot of us, Benoit was "the guy“ arguably the most talented of the in-ring performers out there. Growing up watching wrestling (well, WCW to be exact, because i already was a wwf/e fan growing up), he was always in my top two or three favorites guys to watch wrestle, and I probably saw him wrestle live at least a couple of times, with all my lungs becoming exhausted because of how much force i put into them as i cheered him on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, as fans, admired him. I am not too old but not too clever it seems to really look at him but the way a little kid might see people on TV as his "heroes", because he was someone i really looked up to. There are stories that a lot of wrestlers are shady guys in an already shady business. But Benoit seemed different. Very simply, he was great at what he did, which is admirable for anyone in any profession. He worked hard and seemed to earn everything he got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have Chris Benoit DVD set with a retrospective of his career and his best matches. I've played as him in countless video games. When he won the world championship at Wrestlemania 20 in spring 2004, it was an incredibly happy moment that someone I had watched for so long and never got that kind of opportunities before was able to achieve essentially the highest distinction in his field. Screaming so loud that my mother was trying to quiet me in hopes that i would'nt disrupt the landlord or even nearby neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;"tap! tap you motherfucker, tap"&lt;br /&gt;and his opponent did (tripple H) and with that benoit became the new world heavyweight champ.&lt;br /&gt;Sure, it was pre-planned, scripted, what have you, but us fans know what it took to get him there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I received a phonetext message from one of my friends Tuesday afternoon that he was dead, along with his wife and child, I was devestated. It didn't seem right ,like maybe someone had hacked onto the WWE.com Web site and planted the story as a practical joke. When it became clear that it was real, it was hard to concentrate on the rest of my day. Sure, this wasn't someone I knew in person at all, but I had watched him weekly on TV for about 11-12 years straight ,attachment is bound to develop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night was one of the most surreal TV watching experiences of my life. The WWE regularly has a live Monday night show, but obviously couldn't continue as planned given the circumstances. So they did what they thought was right at the time, a tribute show with his best matches and taped words from his co-workers on what Benoit meant to them. Nothing but kind words from his colleagues were aired before and after each commercial break, who were doing their best to pay tribute to the man they knew, seemingly with no idea of what he apparently was ultimately capable of doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given the mysterious circumstances, you fear for the worst but still, until the news planted the idea in my head that Benoit did this, I couldn't accept it. Yeah, we don't know these guys very well or even at all  but from everything we had ever heard about Benoit, both on TV, in that DVD retrospective of his life, and from backstage reports ,this was a good guy, in a business where a lot of people are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the details trickle in, we realize that we really didn't know this guy, no one did. And although it's a lesson that's surely been learned many times before, we really don't know any of these people on TV or in the movies or on the radio whose work we appreciate. It's reassuring to tell yourself that they're good people. Especially in pro wrestling, where so many people seem like they might not be. We wanted Benoit to be a good guy. We needed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a wrestling fan, you're used to a lot of let downs. You're used to seeing your favorite perfomers die at a young age. In November 2005, Eddie Guerrero, another guy I had loved watching for years, died of heart failure at the age of 38. It was incredibly sad, it took a toll on me that i never knew i would feel. The industry is seemingly designed to break your heart. Owen Hart even died in the ring on a live pay-per-view event. But these were tragic accidents or the result of unfortunate dependence on chemical substances not violent crime. Not murder. To hear that one of your favorite performers ,in any genre, really  is not only dead, but a murderer , it's hard to process. Hard to reconcile that with the guy that you thought fondly of for so many years.&lt;br /&gt;Weve all had people whose work we admired meet tragic ends, but not many like this. Yeah, it's not about us ,it's incredibly callous to take a tragedy like this and try to make it about bystanders. But Benoit was a public figure. People are affected by this, whether they really should be or not.&lt;br /&gt;Like all hobbies and distractions like this, professional wrestling is supposed to be fun. Something you turn on for a few hours a week to forget about whatever else might be going on. Escapism. At this point being a fan carries a heavy burden , it's going to be incredibly hard to have fun with it going forward. But like anything, the show must go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most folks probably won't be surprised to hear that a professional wrestler was capable of such a crime. As a wrestling fan, you always have to sort of apologize for it , say that there really are good athletes involved, that the fans know it's fake, that it's often entertaining and funny and exciting to watch due to the skill of the performers. Sometimes I feel that maybe most wrestling fans and I are too smart to like wrestling as much as we do, but ultimately I've always decided that we just are able to appreciate it on a level that the vast majority of people will never understand. Still, you hear so many people say that it's barbaric, violent, sexist, bad for society and promotes violence in its fans.&lt;br /&gt;That it breeds unhealthy behavior and tragic ends are almost inevitable for many involved, and is simply vapid entertainment at best and televised mayhem and raunch at worst.&lt;br /&gt;But then again the same could be said about these reality TV shows that seem to run rampant these days. All trying to get your attention and doing all they can with whatever off the wall content or topics they have to offer to get their ratings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe they're right, maybe they're wrong.&lt;br /&gt;are you one or the other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, the press conference is over. It appears that there was a history of domestic violence. That there was a good deal of time between the killings. That his wife was found bound at the feet, possibly the hands. There's no idea of motive, and people are trying to say that maybe the steroids caused a mental illness.&lt;br /&gt;This was supposed to be one of the good guys, and to paraphrase my what everyone seems to be saying, it's turned out that he's probably the worst guy. And that's devestating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's sad when we learn that who we looked up to, the heroes that we had, are probably the worst people in the entire planet.</content>
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    <title>SOMETHING I WROTE 2 DAYS AGO....</title>
    <published>2007-06-16T16:10:17Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-16T16:10:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hey everyone, and welcome all to this latest instalment of the moments of my life.&lt;br /&gt;sorry i havent updated or even been here that much, but i just been trying to keep myself busy with playing games, watching wrestling (catching up on TNA mostly) and looking for work wherever i could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to accept many things in this turbulent clusterfuck of emotions the world has in store for me and my head...and have come to realize that i does indeed have to happen, whether we like them or not, but that we should'nt lock ourselves up and cast ourselves away from the world outside.&lt;br /&gt;just enjoy life and keep living..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes very hokey, i know...but this was thought out about 2-3 days ago, so please bear with me if it does sound a little cheesy at first......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wrote something, dunno if it makes sense or not, but i just found myself writing it one night and felt somewhat relieved by it upon finishing it, since this is considered a place of public viewing and a place to get opinions/views and exchange ideas (the true purpose of the internet, not bitching about why your comic book heroes suck when they become movies, or exchanging porn....or for that movie trying to kook up with a 14 year old kid) so here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot on my mind and not a lot of it will come out making any sense, but with whatever does come out might begin to make sense if you start piecing them together on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first thing i need to get out of the way is that i am a good person with the mind of a child at times. &lt;br /&gt;i get overly loud when im excited about something&lt;br /&gt;i pout when i dont get what i want&lt;br /&gt;i cry when i am alone&lt;br /&gt;i daydream of worlds that you can only hope one day could be your own reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my thoughts dont realy make any sense at times and i am hardly perfect at putting things in order but maybe you can take notes or something, seeing it through someone else's eyes or points of view might bring some clarity to this already darkened aspect of who i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has important moments that become obvious as we wake each and everyday. stuff that happens to everyone. the important parts that are what make up the life story of who we are, the building blocks of a whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are born&lt;br /&gt;we grow&lt;br /&gt;we learn&lt;br /&gt;we love&lt;br /&gt;we live&lt;br /&gt;we die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I used to have a best friend, we did everything together, my friend and I.&lt;br /&gt;wow, has it really been 6 years we've known each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we dont see each other anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cold, heartless, abusive best friend&lt;br /&gt;she was that and never really cared for me&lt;br /&gt;she was all those things&lt;br /&gt;she was like everybody else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive lived a life of lost loves and broken hopes&lt;br /&gt;each more painful than the last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they always say that it will get better.&lt;br /&gt;that the grass is always greener on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;but what they dont realize is that it just looks nicer from the other side, from affar, but when you are standing on it, it just looks like dirt with green hair growing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never good at being with other people&lt;br /&gt;i never really got the whole scheme of it&lt;br /&gt;always worry if that person would find me ugly one day&lt;br /&gt;scared that i might lose that person somehow&lt;br /&gt;afraid that this person would break my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but all that becomes easy when you have a person.&lt;br /&gt;you dont need to try or ever stress about the matter&lt;br /&gt;it all comes natural&lt;br /&gt;everything goes right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;times can strengthen a bond&lt;br /&gt;or just break it apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we cannot live our lives in some infinite loop that just captures a moment of life that we onced cherrished and replays it, even if it did make sense, we would know it would not be right.&lt;br /&gt;we all have to grow from everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things happen in life that we do not have control of&lt;br /&gt;but it the decisions we make during those hard and even painful times that realy show us what we've learned from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a friend for those who need me and really care about me&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there with nothing but the best intensions at heart&lt;br /&gt;and who knows&lt;br /&gt;maybe one day things will be better&lt;br /&gt;for each of us&lt;br /&gt;for both of us&lt;br /&gt;together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno about you, that that helped me sleep that evening...and kinda made me realize that i need to be there for the ones who need me.&lt;br /&gt;shutting things out was'nt gonna solve anything ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this helped me sleep that night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for letting me share this...eventhough it's a coupla days old, lol&lt;br /&gt;later gaterz</content>
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    <title>...WELL, AT LEAST I NEVER SAW MY MOM HAVING SEX WITH MY DAD!</title>
    <published>2007-06-09T02:22:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-09T02:22:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">*shudders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that thought alone would make me cringe with disgust, not for the fact that it involves my parents doing 'the horizontal mambo' ,but for the fact that it was with my father...yuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, im all for doing the 'nasty', but there's something about picturing parents, be it mine, yours, or someone else's, that kinda bring a cringe of disgust to whomever you are discussing said situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to realize that if you ever film, or take pictures of, your privates or someone else's, and to an even greater extent: actual intercouse, can be used against you or even be found by someone else with a curious nature.&lt;br /&gt;hey, whether it's in the heat of the moment, or your drunk off your ass......try and rmember where you put those things and erase them from you life......and the eyes of some curious youth that might stumble upon them.&lt;br /&gt;clear out your hard dive, burn some photos, hell! bribe some people into pretending it never happened, but please....PLEASE, remember that other people lose, might be someone else's treasure......although would you really call it 'treasure' if it was your mom in her current age or even in her crazy teens riding the trouser pickle like as if she was riding it like a rodeo clown?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iiiiiiiiiiiiiii dont think so!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please....PLEASE, i dare say PLEASE AGAIN, think of the children....wont somebody think of the children!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or at least their stomachs.......let alone their eyes (im blind! im blind!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive come to realize that when i eat, i get extremely weak....so weak that i get sick and feel at an almost dizzy level.&lt;br /&gt;and with that, my judgement becomes clouded....and i get an attitude.&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess acting emo counts aswell.....but without the ability to play a piano (spider-man 3, HEY! i liked it, so fuck you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing that, aswell as resting on a full stomach....i just feel realy shitty because i dont mean to come accross like that, that is'nt the me i want people to know me as.&lt;br /&gt;i just gotta let go of the fact that i wont gain weight, or grow extremely fat for just eating one itsy bitsy thing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been a stubborn lot when it comes to my well being...&lt;br /&gt;excersising without any interruptions, and eating one time a day (mostly just dinner, no breakfast or lunch) and limiting my diet to what kinds of foods i should eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weight has always been a problem to me, why else would i still have a picture of the old me in my wallet? to remind myself, silly.&lt;br /&gt;to remind myself of what i was and to never forget the vow that i made to never look and feel that way again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you could understand why i hardly eat whenever my friends invite me to lunch or even breakfast...i dont mean to be like that, i try not to sound like i dont appreciate their generosity, i just cant let go of that past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, other people it's girfriends or jilted lovers, or even family members who did something traumatic to people in their respected past....me: it's trying to to be that fat kid i once was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a little thing aswell, since im on the same subject: Ive eaten in a way that i have programed my body to only accept food at a given time and nothing more nothing less...&lt;br /&gt;whenever i actually would eat breakfast or a small lunch....well, i start feeling bloated and well, gassy, dont ask me why...actually, yeah, because it seems my stomach is so used to the routine i have already programed it to have, that it begins to rapidly try and burn everything in one sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird i know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....just thought i'd share</content>
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    <title>I'M GIVING MY SISTER AWAY!!!!!</title>
    <published>2007-05-28T16:43:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-28T16:43:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">......in a Sacreligious manner, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, she visited with her boyfriend for memorial day weekend to spend some time with the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did everyone know the real motive for the visit (although I knew, but i had to play stupid)&lt;br /&gt;so on that saturday evening, among the endless wait for the chinese fod to enter at our doorstep, my sister was in the living room discussing something of importantce, or great deal and nature, to my mother..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took almost an hour, but when it was all said and done, we were seated around the dinner table (albeit an empty one) and were everso all ears to whatever this announcement would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the happy couple sat with smiles.....they were to be married&lt;br /&gt;and just wanted to ask for our blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCT. 6....2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, in 5 months!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite a short time to be gettin' hitched huh?&lt;br /&gt;either way, im not gonna bore you with what was said....dont worry, it was'nt bad.&lt;br /&gt;i just have this huge headache and belly ache this morning.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a HUGE fucking hangover&lt;br /&gt;this is what i get for just eating chocolate cake before bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i feel like total shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eitherway, just wanted to spread the good word&lt;br /&gt;she's getting hitched at the church near our house and having the party over at villa russo's&lt;br /&gt;( a realy big shindig over at queens...and possibly NY in general....EVERYONE has their receptions there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah a big deal it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god, i think im gonna throw up, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho, later gaters........fucking chocolate cake</content>
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    <title>Someone Just For me .....edgar version</title>
    <published>2007-05-24T18:58:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-24T18:58:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This city has no people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..but... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...the light burning in the homes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...is warm and bright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in a city with no people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but I'm not sad or lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart glows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am one of them, but I still feel warm inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's because I love this person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heart of someone who's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...in love... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..whether that person realizes or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...is kind and warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my heart is this warm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...if I can be this happy... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..then I wish that all those like me can fall in love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and that all of them will have their love returned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love we feel might bother some...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but it doesn't matter when I'm with the "someone just for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we can all find that special person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...then the world will be a most joyous place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...this city...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...will have no unhappy people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the special city that has... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...the someone just for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This city has no people.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is only when you know it is for real that you start to know you are alive</content>
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    <title>GIMMIE GIMMIE GIMMIE A MAN AFTER MIDNIGHT!</title>
    <published>2007-05-16T22:11:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-16T22:11:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">greeting there's world travelers, and welcome to a very tiresome edition of ,well, me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all he paperwork has been handed in and all the interviews and 3-hourlong classes are said and done with...wih that all that needs to be done is have myself fingerprinted by the airport and SHAZAM!!! i got me a job working for delta airlines in JFK airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, almost a month just to get a job there....but i dont blame them, they have to do alot of background checks and extra training ever since sep.11 happened...so they're a little jumpy when it comes to hiring someone who wont end up blowing shit up or causing some harm to the passengers, hey it's kewl...completely understandable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and that blog title...just a song that's been on my head, it's by erasure...that's all im telling you---if you want to know junk about them, lol--well, that's where the many days of typing on your keypad and google come into play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get to it lazyboneses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been okay....slow but okay&lt;br /&gt;aside from that, been asking this one friend of mine (who used to work at gamestop) for soem more info about renting a studio apartment over at forest hills (RAMONES bitch, represent!!!)...he seems to be paying about 750-800 bucks a month for one there...so as a curious kitten im wonderin' if there's maybe something there for me in the near future...and i mean VERY near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that's all for now&lt;br /&gt;later gaters</content>
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    <title>I PLAYED THIS CITY, LIKE A HARP FROM HELL!!!!!!!</title>
    <published>2007-05-09T22:10:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-09T22:10:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">greetings and a well tightly placed ass grab to you, my little lolitas of the interweb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, just got back from the 3 hour long class over at jfk and man, im totaly tired, and it did'nt help that the classroom has no AC and the fans were'nt up to the task of keeping a room cool and calm....seriously, some fat people to the left of me started sweating crisco like they were hitting it hard at the local gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must have cold blood, because even at the hottest of days...i hardly sweat at all or ever NOT wear black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, ask around anyone who's been with me...i always wear a jacket or my coat and wear black...in the HOTTEST of days&lt;br /&gt;I AM THE LIZARD KING!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was a jim morrison/doors refference for those who do not have a wide and awesome taste or appreciation for true music....IN YO FACE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the class we were gievn a test of what we just learned...and guess what, yours truly got a 100%...whoop ass!&lt;br /&gt;yeah, im kewl like that...aside from that and the fact that my instructors were complete guidos...seriously, they were your typical eye-talian mamalukes from the way they sounded to where they were from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ay'm misterah don an' dis is misus serena an' we'z hee-ya ta tellz yeh about wat we expeckt fram yaz when werkin' here ovah at JAY-EEF-KAY aira-pot"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously....i swear i was listening to two pizza guys talking over the oven about shit.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly an image of them dressed up as super mario was'nt so stereotypical....&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from that just took my paperwork and shit i had to fill home and am currently tapping at the keys telling you how my day has been.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i have to go to my recruiter over at aviation safeguards and drop off all the shit, from there they're supposed to tell me what else is needs to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's all for now.....hope you enjoyed this special edition of edgar....uncensored and completely filling the minds with beurocratic irrelevant tidlings of the emaculate mind...a</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>YOO AMERICANSU HAVE-AH BIG PENIS!!!</title>
    <published>2007-05-03T14:59:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-03T14:59:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ohayou-gozaimasu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hajimemashite!&lt;br /&gt;Oai-deki-te ureshii-desu.&lt;br /&gt;jiko-shoukai sase-te kudasai. Wasathi no namaewa edugaa verassuco-desu. Watashi no nihongo wa wakarimasuka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMERICANS HAVE BIIIIIIIIIIG PENIS! JAPANESE MEN HAVE LITTLE PENIS....so small&lt;br /&gt;CHIN-PO-KO-MON!!!!&lt;br /&gt;gotta buy them all, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greetings and salutaions for all of those who dont understand a bit of what i just wrote there, and if i wrote it wrong, please tell me, as my japanese is a wee-bit rusty.....unless your a complete weirdo and are telling me that i've written PENIS wrong...then, buddy, you need to get yer eyes checked, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome to my little spider parlor, my flies, i do hope you enjoy the stay, cuz yer gonna be here for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;ah yes, spidey 3.....this friday world wide, well not realy world wide as it has already opened in asia and europe almost 2 weeks ago, and everyone is with a nerdy nerd hard-on just waiting to bust a nut once that curtain opens and the projectors display the big MARVEL logo indicating that the wait is finally over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aside form that , I GOT A JOB!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoop wooooop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, starting around two weeks i shall be working at kenedy airport, delta airlines to be exact, as a baggage handler....yay, lotsa money for easy work!!!&lt;br /&gt;seriously, we make more than the fucking security, HAW HAW&lt;br /&gt;plus i'll get paid every friday, rather than that annoying "every 2 weeks" payment that my past jobs had, and i can ask for overtime.....wich when i tally it up all together, i would be making MORE MONEY than what i did when i worked for gamestop....MUWAHAHAHAH, EAT IT FUCKERS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note: yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aise from that, nothing else is new, just been attending the orientations and filling paperwork for this thing, have to go to more classes to earn my badge, a badge of awesomeness, so that i can be able to walk around the airport without being hounded by security and junk.&lt;br /&gt;cool a badge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's been okay lately, just this waiting for the paperwork to be progressed and class attending that bores me, but i need to go to them in order to even work INSIDE the airport, so it's kewl, and again, it's just about 1 1/2 to 2 weeks , so i guess i can handle it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN FINALLY PAY BILLS, YAAAAAAAAAAAY!&lt;br /&gt;(well, not really mine....but you know what i mean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's been okay....mom's been busting my balls about the "continuing school" crap&lt;br /&gt;it's bothering me, because with this job im gonna be working more and making more...hardly not enough time to actually attend school again, and online courses hardly seem okay in her mind for some reasons, but to me seems to be the only way i can school and work, y'know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now which online school would be good though...im thinking of writing, heck these blogs are good material as is right?&lt;br /&gt;so something in that field...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well, i wont bore you with the details for now, so with that i want you guys to take care and hug everyone who's been standing by my side through all this crap, be it bad or good...thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG TACO FLAVORED KISSES TO MAi BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya</content>
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    <title>SHE'S SUCH A WHORE.......</title>
    <published>2007-04-27T01:02:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-27T01:02:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"My roommate is such a horny girl&lt;br /&gt;shes playin with herself on cam right now...&lt;br /&gt;she told me to tell you, because she liked your profile "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this, among many others with similar services and themes pop up now and then (and in heavy numbers) on my inbox each and everyday, promising the erotic escapades of some young girl to my computer monitor which would hopefully bring out pleasure to me and evendently....my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously....you people do not know how many friend invites  get that literally have girls in very perverted positions and bizarre camera angles (which i call the "attention-whore" shots) that show a bit of cleavage, buttocks (lol.....that's a funny word), or the occasional but never tiresome 'panty shot' in hope of making their friends list a little more bulkier and be the bees knees (yes, i talk in 1920's slang....sue me, yeh whippersnappers!!!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i bringing this up.....simple.......because it's a blog update, and this is what i saw before entering this site, huzza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN YO FACE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol....all kidding aside, I like cake!&lt;br /&gt;what cake you ask.....ICE CREAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in all seriousness, have any of you guys gotten like 15-25 friend invites or messages promoting such things.....or let's have a role reversal here...have any of you GALS gotten similar messages r request from male oriented advertisements of the skin?&lt;br /&gt;you know...yer a gil blogger and you get messages from rico suave dudes wanting to be their friends and all you see in their profile is pictures of them with their shits off, showing their pecs ( or 'man titties' as i call them)and having their pants down almost all the way that you can see some....crotch? or man-ass even?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My roommate is such a horny guy&lt;br /&gt;he's playin' with himself on cam right now...&lt;br /&gt;he told me to tell you, because he liked your profile"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol......muwahahhahahahahahahahaha....oh sorry, but i just find that funny if you gals HAVE actually gotten some kind of message that sounds similar to this....hahahahahaahaahahaahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ay ay ay diz rico suave bomba sexy man wants me to watch him wank.......you had me at 'hello'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriousness......half of these are fake accounts&lt;br /&gt;and the other half are people trying to con you into going to their real sites....and those sites are pornography sites.....and they're not even the FREE ones....BASTARDS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;making poor working schmoes like us give up their cerdit cards....just so they can pay to watch titties and penisses...FOR SHAME!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MY FREE BOOBIES DAMN IT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the girls "I WANT MY DICK SHOTS!!!"....wait, eww &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.....man, these analogies of mine are on a rampage tonight, hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, on the personal note, ive been doing nothing but job interviews this entire week......and with that comes alot of walking.&lt;br /&gt;my legs are so tired......and i'm wearing out my dress shirts and pants like there's no tommorow.&lt;br /&gt;but the final interview over at JFK airport is tomrrow, and hopefully that means that sometime next week, or the week after, i shall get some updates to as whether or not i at least get one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason why my legs are tired...ive been walking too much....hardly have enough cash on me to use the train or bus, so i have to rough it at times to get to my appointments, but it's kewl...as long as i get work, it dont hurt me none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's all for this week.....hopefully this blog has been both insightful and well.....ummm,er.....insightive(not a real word, but just go with it.......please! i'm almost done, honest) with the world that's going on around you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later gaters.</content>
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    <title>ANIME HAS TAUGHT ME......</title>
    <published>2007-04-24T16:19:00Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-24T16:19:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1.)It's impossible to cover a schoolgirl's panties for any length of time.&lt;br /&gt;2.)That flatulence can be used as a weapon.&lt;br /&gt;3.)The human body actually contains at least 100 gallons of blood that will shoot like old' faithful when the body is cut.&lt;br /&gt;4.)Physics don't apply to tits.&lt;br /&gt;5.)It's very easy to control a skyscraper high mech.&lt;br /&gt;6.)that if I jump in the air and the sky changes color while lines fly by...Im about to beat somebody's ass.&lt;br /&gt;7.)and finnaly how to count to over 9 THOUSAAAAAAAAAAAND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just messin.....some of you would agree ,some of you would'nt know what the hell im even talking about, but it's kewl...just felt like sharing....that and to update this thingy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been busy with these applications for work and playing the waiting game to whether these places will call me, but again, at least im getting myself out there.....&lt;br /&gt;at least im not some slob that does'nt get out of the house and thinks he can get work by just sitting on his ass....fuck that, you gotta get out there and be seen and heard, that's what ive taught myself to do.&lt;br /&gt;no one ever got work by just sitting on their couch doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"go out there and earn my money, bitch"&lt;br /&gt;lol.....feels like im prostituting myself for work, lol&lt;br /&gt;"dollah dolla get you sucky sucky"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay, that's enough hooker nalogies for one blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been pretty okay lately, too bad im fucking broke, hahahah&lt;br /&gt;can't even buy a phonecard, but hopefully i should be getting some unemployment money sometime either next week or in 2 weeks from now...till then im just going from place to place until that happens, looking for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems the virgin megastore is interrested, they say they'll call me next week to see if i get that second interview....this is the other virgin store though...the one in union square, not 42nd street...&lt;br /&gt;but there other place ive shown interrest....&lt;br /&gt;so many places....lol, just one of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's just been my main focus right now, get work, get paid, and pay them bills (no mine, but....well, you know who you are) aside from that, i haven't been bothered with anything else or just cant be bothered with anything but getting a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well just sending a heads up to you guys, much love and admiration to you all</content>
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    <title>YOU'RE MY HEART....YOU'RE MY SOUL.....</title>
    <published>2007-04-19T17:16:49Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-19T17:16:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">have you ever had one of those times where you hear a song so much times that i eventualy grows on you?&lt;br /&gt;y'know, you're at someone's house (friend, relative, gf or bf, lover in some cases) doing god know's what (just remember 'kids in the dark cause accidents and accidents in the dark cause children', hehehe) and the said person startplaying some music on their computer or entertainment, which is perfectly natural because it is that person's home and they just wanna let you feel at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hear this song.....at first you think it's okay, and mostly other times you start to remember the group that sings the song and remember how bad you hated them (or never realy liked them to begin with) when you listened to them growing up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny thing about that is that whenever you visit this person.....this is the song that is always on heavy rotation coming out through their speakers...EVEN IN SHUFFLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU FUCKER!!lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, you dont know how many times this song has come out of knowhere eventhough the purpose of a 'shuffle' option is to play the guessing game as to what song will come out through the speakers in a random matter, no order whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna say what song it is.....because im gonna let you guys guess, lol&lt;br /&gt;that way i wont suffer the embarrasment too much, hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;so c'mon...let's go , you are on the clock....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is me having some fun with you guys....so c'moooooooon, i know you wanna play&lt;br /&gt;hugz and kisses, MUWAH!!!!</content>
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