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  <title>Your Imaginary Friend</title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Oct 2005 09:03:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My I.Q. Test</title>
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  <description>Not bad, but I thought I&apos;d do better on logical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFF774&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your IQ Is 120&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFFCCA&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/quickanddirtyiqtest/iq.gif&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Logical Intelligence is &lt;b&gt;Below Average&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Verbal Intelligence is &lt;b&gt;Above Average&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Mathematical Intelligence is &lt;b&gt;Genius&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your General Knowledge is &lt;b&gt;Exceptional&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/quickanddirtyiqtest/&quot;&gt;A Quick and Dirty IQ Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 02 Oct 2005 22:25:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Legends of Vin Diesel</title>
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  <description>When told there was a random fact site about him, Vin Diesel smiled, laughed a bit, then ascended into the sky, kinda like Jesus but better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus walked the desert for 40 days and 40 nights without food or water; Diesel did it in an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin Diesel invented the internet with 2x4&apos;s and a pack of cigarettes he stole from Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin Diesel once met Fabio on the street. Vin burst into laughter, Fabio burst into tears, and every passing car burst into flames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boobs on women? Vin Diesel&apos;s idea to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God made a burrito so hot that even He could not eat it, Vin Diesel would eat it with Taco Bell fire sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin Diesel scratches nails on a chalkboard to wake God up every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin Diesel once tightrope walked all the way across the Grand Canyon. He used children as rope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin Diesel is a true American Patriot. As such, he only eats foreign children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes 14 puppeteers to make Vin Diesel smile, but only 2 to make him destroy an orphanage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin Diesel laughs in the face of danger, and he also laughs in the faces of the millions of starving families in India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin Diesel is helping to fight immigration by replacing taco sauce with cyanide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin Diesel once tied a rope to the moon so he could climb up there and prove to everyone in his gym class that they were a bunch of pussies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every star in the sky is in reality a dormant Vin Diesel clone. Should Vin Diesel ever be killed, one of these clones will descend to Earth to become the new Vin Diesel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon learning that he was dyslexic, Vin Diesel reversed the axis of the Earth to make himself normal and give the rest of the world dyslexia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin Diesel invented &quot;Blue Steel&quot;. He also thinks Derek Zoolander is an unoriginal dickhead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin Diesel once said Beetlejuice three times, ever since Michael Keaton has had no career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin Diesel was once a member of the Justice League, but was kicked out after eating more hot dogs then Superman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stray dogs and cats are not &quot;put to sleep&quot;. They are devoured whole by Vin Diesel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin Diesel likes his coffee like he likes his women - Colombian and crushed into powder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin Diesel says, &quot;It&apos;s only domestic violence if you hit her at home.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin Diesel created rainbows to distract people before he punches them in the teeth. According to him, it worked on Mother Theresa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a job application, when asked if he was bilingual, Vin Diesel wrote, &quot;No. I only like girls.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin Diesel likes to wrestle with Clifford the Big Red Dog during his free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a tree falls in the woods and nobody is around to hear it, Vin Diesel hears it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin Diesel was the conductor of the Underground Railroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an average living room there are 1,242 objects Vin Diesel could use to kill you, including the room itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin Diesel can divide by zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin Diesel can set ants on fire with a magnifying glass. At night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin Diesel is not lactose intolerant, he just refuses to put up with lactose&apos;s shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What came first? The chicken or the egg?&lt;br /&gt;A: Vin Diesel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin Diesel created oxygen by squeezing water reall hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin Diesel was the acting Grim Reaper for 7 months in 1974. When asked why he did this, he responded simply, &quot;Bros before Hoes&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gravity only affects Vin Diesel for six hours out of every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin Diesel draws circles with more than a 360 degree rotation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin Diesel once went skinny dipping in Scotland. The populous caught sight of his semi-erect penis, and thus the legend of the Loch Ness monster was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin Diesel once had Parkinsons disease but he shook it off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Vin Diesel goes to donate blood, he declines the syringe, and instead requests a hand gun and a bucket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vin Diesel has always been able to find Waldo, except for one time. He found himself stumped on the last page of Where&apos;s Waldo Now?, not being able to find the Waldo without a shoe. He threw the book down and screamed, &quot;This is BULLSHIT!&quot; They&apos;re all wearing shoes.&quot; He then proceeded to eat the book and exclaim, &quot;IF I CAN&apos;T FIND WALDO, THEN NO ONE CAN!&quot; The book he ate belonged to a child that he had borrowed it from. The child began to cry and Vin ate him for good measure. The incident has since been refered to as Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were to lock Vin Diesel in a room with a guitar, a year later you would have the greatest album ever, it would sweep the Grammy&apos;s. When asked why he doesn&apos;t do this Vin replied &quot;Because Grammy&apos;s are for queers.&quot; then he ate a knife to show the seriousness of his response.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 26 Sep 2005 08:33:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Photo Survey</title>
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  <description>This is a copy of a seven answer survey... except my answers are in a form of pictures (with subtitles).&lt;br /&gt;Long entry, many pics... have a fast internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things That Scare Me&lt;br /&gt;1. death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/scareme1.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. the flintstones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/scareme2.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. kellen when I wake him up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/scareme3.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. pills (fear of choking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/scareme4.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. losing internet for another 3 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/scareme5.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. finding a body in our pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/scareme6.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. kellen in general&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/scareme7.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things That I Like Most&lt;br /&gt;1. drawing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/like1.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/like2.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/like3.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/like4.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. photography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/like5.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. girls with a sense of humor/hot girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/like6.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. starry nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/like7.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Important Things In My Room&lt;br /&gt;1. my bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/room1.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. my computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/room2.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. my tv and games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/room3.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. my photographs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/room4.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. my drawn pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/room5.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. my ladder with all my favorite stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/room6.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. my 4x6&apos; Corpse Bride poster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/room7.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Random Facts About Me&lt;br /&gt;1. big Tim Burton fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/random1.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. taught myself to draw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/random2.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. obsessed with Fable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/random3.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. wish I could play guitar, piano, and violen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/random4.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. while I love hip hop and punk, I enjoy a lot of symphony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/random5.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. have been friends with trav himself since 3rd grade&lt;br /&gt;7. trav has had a crush on me since 3rd grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/random6-7.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things I Plan To Do Before I Die&lt;br /&gt;1. have a family and kid(s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/plan1.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. skydive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/plan2.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. draw my own comic book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/plan3.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. open my comic book shop with trav&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/plan4.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. trav&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/plan5.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. become rich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/plan6.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. learn how to play the instruments above (just need the time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/plan7.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things I Can Do&lt;br /&gt;1. draw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/can1.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. take, develope, and print photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/can2.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. cook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/can3.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. suck at halo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/can4.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. prepare a hookah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/can5.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. procrastinate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/can6.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. travis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/plan5.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things I Can&apos;t Do&lt;br /&gt;1. stay straight around travis or andy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/not1.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. sleep (fuck school and work)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/not2.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. sit around all day doing nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/not3.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. go without showering at least once a day (rare occassion if I don&apos;t)&lt;br /&gt;5. take a hot shower at my house until wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/not4-5.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. go swimming in my own pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/not6.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. play Fable on any fuckin&apos; computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/not7.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things I Say The Most&lt;br /&gt;1. &quot;Hey, cutie pie&quot; to my room mates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/say1.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &quot;I missed you, I missed us&quot; to lots of people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/say2.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. (imitate anything travis says in a mocking way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/say3.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &quot;I&apos;m gonna quit my job&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/say4.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &quot;huh huh huh&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/say5.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &quot;good morning, sunshine&quot; waking kellen up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/say6.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &quot;shut the fuck up&quot; to steph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/say7.jpg&quot; height=&quot;200&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Celebrity Crushes&lt;br /&gt;1. Kate Beckinsale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/crush1.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Yasmine Bleeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/crush2.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Adriana Lima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/crush3.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Amanda Bynes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/crush4.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Angelina Jolie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/crush5.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Jessica Alba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/crush6.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Vin Diesel (he&apos;s too bad ass not to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/seven%20things%20survey/crush7.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 23 Sep 2005 08:03:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Leave</title>
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  <description>Ah... My last resort to not studying for my accounting test - pleasing Kellen with something new to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long deliberation for the past couple nights, I think I&apos;ve decided to officially quit my job. I&apos;m going to talk to my parents about it a little more this weekend (they&apos;re actually surprised I haven&apos;t quit already). But I also want to talk to my boss on Monday for a rebuttal. There are a couple reasons I don&apos;t want to, though... one is b/c of these kids. Some of them annoy the hell out of me, but some I love to death and it just sucks to think I won&apos;t be able to hang out with them anymore. And a few, I feel, will fall apart if I&apos;m not around... which makes my decision so difficult right now. My other reason is I feel selfish. I feel like I&apos;m abandoning my coworkers with so many kids to watch. One of my friends there told me that it seems like I run the place and it wouldn&apos;t work without me. I&apos;ve already signed my resignation page... we&apos;ll see how long it takes before it reaches the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally saw the Corpse Bride last night. It was as amazing as I thought it would be. I can&apos;t thank Jessicarunner enough for spoiling me to a free movie with reserved seating with such a great friend. There was no other perfect way of seeing that movie. Especially with the fuckload of food and drinks I bought for it. And to top it off, I got a couple promotional flip books. Solid. They&apos;ll look nice along with my 4x6 foot movie poster and soon-to-come-in corpse action figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomarr I head to the Burg... I want to relax, but I feel like I may not have time. Story of my life right now. My aunt died the other day, so I&apos;m going to be visiting family. I don&apos;t really think it has hit me yet with being so tired and married to school work. And my grandpa is being moved to a retirement home, so I have to help him move. My mom thinks I&apos;m coming Saturday afternoon, but I wanted to help her tomorrow so I&apos;m surprising her. Right now I can only think of sitting outside of my parent&apos;s house next to the fireplace overlooking the whole town and until the stars come up... just letting go of everything for a small moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m gonna finish my white trash snack of boxed-canned oysters and pepsi and study. Snoogens</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 15 Aug 2005 07:10:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Sum of My Summer</title>
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  <description>This weekend was pretty solid overall. I began the real construction of my room in the past two days. If I&apos;m good enough to keep it going this week, I may be able to finish everything by the end of the week. Just a life size pic for the wall and maybe a couple other pics to do and I&apos;ll probably be done. There&apos;s a lot of stuff I wanna buy, like an Ipod... but then there are stuff I wanna buy for the house, so I&apos;m debating which direction I wanna spend my money. I could do both but I&apos;ve been really learning the value of a dollar with my job so I don&apos;t want to spend it all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny gave me a call today, which was very unexpected b/c I thought she was in Conneticut. But apparently she just got in yesterday and wanted to hang out with me. So I chilled with her this evening, which was really fun. When she came back to AZ last year, I hung out with her for a while at first but we kinda went our own ways. But I don&apos;t wanna do that again, so I&apos;m gonna make a real effort to really hang out with her b/c I missed her and I hanging out. We went to Pita Jungle and had a good dinner and smoke over here for a while. Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job&apos;s going well, school&apos;s very near. This whole summer has been all work. It&apos;s been the first summer where I didn&apos;t go anywhere... which is a real disappointment. And no internet, no cable, and most importantly no pool for most of the summer didn&apos;t help, either. But things have been lightening up... too bad it&apos;s too late and summer&apos;s over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps - I&apos;m not the maid of this house anymore</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 18 Jul 2005 02:09:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Gangsta Side</title>
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  <description>Stephy had a gangsta themed party at her place last night. Much fun was had... and many pics were takin. I&apos;m not gonna lie, I think most thug award is a tie between me and Kellen. I ended up tattooing my whole arm by myself to add that mexican gangster feeling. Kellen just used his face for that. I also ended up tattooing at least one thing on all my room mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Gangsta%20Party/2005July16-GangstaParty006.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight outta Compton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Gangsta%20Party/2005July16-GangstaParty009.jpg&quot; width=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the tats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Gangsta%20Party/2005July16-GangstaParty001.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost as scary as it gets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Gangsta%20Party/2005July16-GangstaParty004.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Gangsta%20Party/2005July16-GangstaParty005.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chad Muska&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Gangsta%20Party/2005July16-GangstaParty011.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves his mom... loves PCP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Gangsta%20Party/2005July16-GangstaParty002.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thugged out Agent Smith look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Gangsta%20Party/2005July16-GangstaParty003.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another for my tats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Gangsta%20Party/2005July16-GangstaParty014.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who&apos;d fuck with this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Gangsta%20Party/2005July16-GangstaParty007.jpg&quot; width=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gettin&apos; ready to rob the liquor store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Gangsta%20Party/2005July16-GangstaParty008.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Half Dollah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Gangsta%20Party/2005July16-GangstaParty010.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original Gangstas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Gangsta%20Party/2005July16-GangstaParty012.jpg&quot; width=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trav and Steph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Gangsta%20Party/2005July16-GangstaParty013.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gangsta Jess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Gangsta%20Party/2005July16-GangstaParty015.jpg&quot; width=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Gangsta%20Party/2005July16-GangstaParty028.jpg&quot; width=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gangsta Jen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Gangsta%20Party/2005July16-GangstaParty016.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my blonde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Gangsta%20Party/2005July16-GangstaParty017.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and DJ Money Sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Gangsta%20Party/2005July16-GangstaParty019.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look like Tron from Chappelle Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Gangsta%20Party/2005July16-GangstaParty021.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Stephy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Gangsta%20Party/2005July16-GangstaParty018.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife beaters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Gangsta%20Party/2005July16-GangstaParty020.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both killed for a bucket of chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Gangsta%20Party/2005July16-GangstaParty022.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Praying for Tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Gangsta%20Party/2005July16-GangstaParty023.jpg&quot; width=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gangstas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Gangsta%20Party/2005July16-GangstaParty026.jpg&quot; width=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half Dollah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Gangsta%20Party/2005July16-GangstaParty027.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Nicky B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Gangsta%20Party/2005July16-GangstaParty024.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted: Shaved or Alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Gangsta%20Party/2005July16-GangstaParty030.jpg&quot; width=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transporter pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight up gangsta.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 09 Jul 2005 21:37:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Stomach</title>
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  <description>sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stomach and I are on bad terms right now. I was running around so much yesterday that I really didn&apos;t have food on my mind and I managed to finish the night getting completely shit faced. Good times at Anthony&apos;s... though I guess my real highlight of the night is going over to a girl and saying &quot;Hi, my name is Mike and I hear you like to play Mario Kart&quot; and the simple reply of &quot;No, I actually don&apos;t play.&quot; Damn you, Anthony. Needless to say, my stomach hates me, but not enough to make me sick last night or this morning. So now I&apos;m filling myself up with bowls of ramen (the cheapest necter of the gods) and a gallon of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of water, I fired my pool guy yesterday over the phone. He called me during work to ask about the pool... aahhhh, that mother fucker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Dude, it looks like a fuckin&apos; swamp. I haven&apos;t been able to swim for like a month.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;He told me he&apos;d come put shock in it.&lt;br /&gt;I said, &quot;Don&apos;t worry about it. We&apos;re getting a new pool service.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;..............(seriously)........... oh..... ok.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Alright, thanks man. Bye&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, I bought 12 gallons of liquid chlorine, skimmed the pool, brushed the steps and shallow end, and poured all the chlorine in. I woke up and checked it... more blue than anything. In one night, I managed to do what an &quot;experienced&quot; pool guy couldn&apos;t do for three weeks. Amazing, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on a field trip with my school to the bowling alley yesterday. Slowest game of bowling in my life. I went over to one of the other club leaders and asked if she had a bag. When she told me yes I asked to borrow it... and got me a brand new pair of fuckin&apos; solid bowling shoes. I love them. But don&apos;t worry, I stole them when the kids weren&apos;t looking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told them I bought them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramen&apos;s ready. Adios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that a shot glass works PERFECT to flush out your eye if by chance you get a liquid, like chlorine, in it.</description>
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  <lj:music>Gorillaz - Feel Good Inc.</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 12 Jun 2005 22:31:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My New House Party Pics</title>
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  <description>We didn&apos;t have a very big party last night, but it sure was fun as shit. It was just the room mates, Justin, Steph and Jess, and the Wickenburg girls. It&apos;s been a while since I was that drunk, and I did a lot of stuff I wouldn&apos;t normally do. We did some dumb ass impressions of the World Series of Dice... funnier than shit. We got a fun game of king&apos;s cup going with everyone. Trav, Justin, and I jumped into our gnar gnar green pool from the roof... I can admit, it didn&apos;t feel as bad as I thought it would. But just the thought was kinda gross. The rest of the night was a dance party... that was fun. I don&apos;t remember how well I was dancing, just know that I didn&apos;t stop... showin&apos; off the stripper move Jen taught me months ago and gettin&apos; low with Jess and Amy. Ahh, the power of booze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/New%20House%20Party/2005June-NewHouseParty006.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatchu all know about SEVEN?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/New%20House%20Party/2005June-NewHouseParty023.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and when I leave, come together like butt cheeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/New%20House%20Party/2005June-NewHouseParty008.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having the time of her life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/New%20House%20Party/2005June-NewHouseParty009.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Check me out&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/New%20House%20Party/2005June-NewHouseParty012.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally drinkin&apos; with his roomies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/New%20House%20Party/2005June-NewHouseParty013.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darkness brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/New%20House%20Party/2005June-NewHouseParty014.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple cute chicas teasing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/New%20House%20Party/2005June-NewHouseParty015.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuCK You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/New%20House%20Party/2005June-NewHouseParty016.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...One of his happier faces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/New%20House%20Party/2005June-NewHouseParty017.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little lovin&apos; for my soldier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/New%20House%20Party/2005June-NewHouseParty018.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little lovin&apos; for my teller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/New%20House%20Party/2005June-NewHouseParty024.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;oh... cool... a pic with Mike...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/New%20House%20Party/2005June-NewHouseParty025.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sippin&apos; on some sizzurp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You know it&apos;s a college fridge when there&apos;s only beer and condiments&quot; - Trav Himself</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 09 Jun 2005 07:22:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My House, My Work, My Secret Admirerer</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s been a while since I&apos;ve updated. I decided since it&apos;s been two months since my last entry maybe I should finally get this going again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of you probably already know I have a house now... roomin&apos; with Travis, Kellen, and Andy. It&apos;s cool shit. The house will be really rad once we&apos;ve put more money into it and make it the way we want it. There&apos;s a bunch of little things I need to do for the house... basically just need to get off my ass and plan everything out (ex. - maybe building a little bar if the bros are down for it). It&apos;s also a matter of time... weekends are the only days when I have a full day to relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work&apos;s going really well. I put in a solid 30 hours a week. It&apos;s kinda tiring, but also making bank with it. I think one of the really nice perks is that time passes by so quick, it never seems like too long of a day. It&apos;s funny because I&apos;ve only been doing this for maybe three months now and I&apos;ve been given so many responsibilites from my supervisors... while it&apos;s extra work, it&apos;s also an honor having them trust me sooo much to do the things the other club leaders don&apos;t. I don&apos;t think the other club leaders realize how much I do... I almost feel like I&apos;m one of the supervisors. When I turn 21, I think I have a really good chance of being promoted to being a program specialist... a higher paying job for something that I&apos;ve already been observing how to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I have so many new co-workers, and the only one original person who has been working with me since I started. She really is the sweetest girl in the world and she&apos;s really cute. She also told me a couple weeks ago that she liked me. So what&apos;s the problem?... she has a boyfriend. She&apos;s been with him for a year and a half, too. At first I thought she was going to dump him and take a chance on me, but I think she&apos;s too scared to take the chance and decided to stay with him. It really doesn&apos;t bother me, except that he&apos;s the biggest dick in the world and treats her like shit. I&apos;ve seen many instances in the past where she&apos;s been very upset at work because of the shit he&apos;s pulled, and it really pains me to see her like that. But she says she&apos;s happy... and though I don&apos;t believe it, as long as she&apos;s happy that&apos;s all that matters. But I do hope she wises up someday soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back to the original point of her being the only co-worker I&apos;ve known for some time... I just think it&apos;s kinda ironic that she of all people is the only one to be at the same site with me again. It kinda feels like we were meant to work together... I&apos;m not going to pursue it, but I will keep my eye out for her in the future. It is kinda funny that her best friend, almost all my co-workers, and my supervisors all tell her to dump the loser and go out with me. We&apos;ll see where my summer takes me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the essay, but it has been a while. I&apos;ll try to do this more often again. Ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls are weird.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 10 Apr 2005 04:00:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Milf</title>
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  <description>The week from hell is finally over. Got all 4 tests, work, and CPR/First Aid training done. The past couple days have been really long... I wanna just chill tomorrow and be happy I have absolutely no school/work related obligations for a whole day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday seemed kinda long since I had a headache the whole time and I was outside in the sun a lot. Plus I have a new bitch of a supervisor while my cool one is about to go on her pregnancy leave. I was meaning to go to sleep early last night since I had to wake up early this morning... Haha, yeah right. I didn&apos;t make it back here until 1:30 and as I was getting into bed, I had late night visitors come in and stay until 2:30. Then I couldn&apos;t fall asleep until around 3:30-4. To make things worse, I would wake up every hour (during the 3-4 hours of sleep) because I was having a continuous bad dream. I&apos;m getting attached to these kids at work. My whole dream was worrying about a few of them because I thought they were in trouble. I felt like I was their parent worrying about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a nice 10 minutes late to my training today... I didn&apos;t know where it was. And when I walked in and sat down, I noticed I was the only guy there. There were mostly moms, some older ladies, and then me. So I got to hear some man bashing throughout the day. I guess my compensation was that I had a really hot teacher. I was kinda amazed to find out she was around 40 since she had an 18 year old daughter. Ooops. Doesn&apos;t change the fact that she&apos;s a hot mom. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven&apos;t felt real good lately... Just so much running through my head. I&apos;ve been trying to play it off, but it always creeps up on me again. So many things I&apos;ve been told by people lately... things that hopefully make sense, but don&apos;t after I&apos;ve had time to think about it. I just want clear answers. Maybe I&apos;m just worn out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once a guy pulled a knife on me. I knew he wasn&apos;t a professional, the knife had butter on it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 06 Apr 2005 08:10:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Good, My Bad, and My Ugly</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ve been a good student lately. I&apos;ve actually been studying... days before a test, instead of my ritual night-before-test-study-a-thon. It seems to have helped. I had a music test and psychology test today. Got a 98% in music, and hopefully a A/B+ in psychology. I have two more tests to go this week. Spanish and Microecon. I&apos;m actually taking a break from studying Micro right now to do this, but I&apos;ll be hitting it up right after. Once Thursday&apos;s done, the semester should be a whole lot easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job is going great. It&apos;s pretty fun being the kids&apos; idol. I have so many who come up and tell me I&apos;m their favorite. Ask me to draw, ask me to play... Mr. Popular. True, I do have a couple favorites, but I try not to show it too much. And all my coworkers are really cool. The girls tend to joke around with me a lot of the time. The guys... we talk, but not very much. One of them is in a band, so I told him I&apos;d go see him play tomorrow night. I&apos;ve listened to his music... pretty solid stuff. Kind of punk mixed with metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s seems that while there is always a good, there always comes a bad to join. I&apos;m really glad school hasn&apos;t been as hard as I imagined in the past couple weeks, and that work has been going so well. But when I&apos;m alone here in my dorm, I begin to think of the things I miss. I tend to reminisce a lot of good memories... I was thinking about second semester last semester. Man, that was a lot of fun. Just the group, with all of the kart, all of the Aqua Teens, the Chappelle Shows. Those were fun times. I miss someone a lot right now, someone who I hold so dear to me and love. &quot;Nothing will change...&quot; False hope. From side by side all the time to only seeing each other in class. I don&apos;t know what to do anymore... I&apos;ve tried, but I nothing comes out of it. You&apos;ve got your things, I&apos;ve got mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should get back to the ugly: microshit. Peace out.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Mar 2005 02:34:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Burphday</title>
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  <description>Overall I had a good birthday yesterday. I started the day by having lunch with my mom and cousin Amanda at some restaurant in Scottsdale. After that I went to go get my full body massage in downtown Scottsdale. The lady I was early and the lady was running late, so I ended up listening to music in my car for almost an hour while I waited. Oh well. The massage felt so good though. I didn&apos;t do much in the late afternoon... ran on a quick ingrediants run for my party. Had dinner at Sonic with Travis and Kellen. We fucked around at Trav&apos;s after that until the party. The party started kinda slow but a lot of people ended up coming. It was fun smoking hookah with everyone, getting newbies to try it (Lindsey). I wasn&apos;t even as close to being as shitface as I was last year... which I&apos;m kinda glad. It was nice seeing the people I don&apos;t see very often. It&apos;s funny, I noticed a lot of the closer people to me (friends/family) didn&apos;t remember my birthday, but a lot of the people I hardly see remembered and did something/gave something meaningful. Kinda interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/My%20Birthday%202005/2005March-MyBirthday001.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smokey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/My%20Birthday%202005/2005March-MyBirthday002.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when you piss Kellen off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/My%20Birthday%202005/2005March-MyBirthday004.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Nicky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/My%20Birthday%202005/2005March-MyBirthday005.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Popular on his phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/My%20Birthday%202005/2005March-MyBirthday009.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burphday Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/My%20Birthday%202005/2005March-MyBirthday010.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsey, Stephanie, Nick, and Mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/My%20Birthday%202005/2005March-MyBirthday012.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thugz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/My%20Birthday%202005/2005March-MyBirthday018.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trav and Steph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/My%20Birthday%202005/2005March-MyBirthday019.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Jenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/My%20Birthday%202005/2005March-MyBirthday024.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Jessicarunner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/My%20Birthday%202005/2005March-MyBirthday026.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Trav Himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of pics got blurry... so I picked out some of the more clear ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called my family today to wish them a Happy Easter. There was a little family reunion going on... and I seemed to kind of get a guilt trip from all of my family except my parents. My parents didn&apos;t want me to come home so late in the afternoon just to drive back tonight, especially with all the traffic. But the rest made me feel like I should&apos;ve been there... It made me miss my family. I noticed everyone had somewhere to go today for Easter... with their families mostly. I&apos;m kind of jealous. I&apos;m just trying to keep myself occupied here in the dorm so I don&apos;t think about it. Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m the moisest cake you&apos;ll ever taste.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 20 Mar 2005 08:21:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Spring Break Pics</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s not really much, since I didn&apos;t think much about taking pics. Enjoy them while you can, bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/March%202005/2005March-PartyPics001.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &amp;lt;3 U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/March%202005/2005March-PartyPics005.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexy time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/March%202005/2005March-PartyPics003.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot boyz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/March%202005/2005March-PartyPics004.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmmmmbooyakasha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/March%202005/2005March-PartyPics006.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Burg girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/March%202005/2005March-PartyPics009.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mexican Gangsta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/March%202005/2005March-PartyPics010.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smokin&apos; Mexican&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/March%202005/2005March-PartyPics014.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hairy Mexican&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/March%202005/2005March-PartyPics015.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We called each other... make sure the white shirt club was still on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/March%202005/2005March-PartyPics017.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, the drinking Mexican&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Mar 2005 09:37:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Sun Soaking Days</title>
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  <description>Booyakasha! You be readin&apos; from yo main man Michael&apos;s lj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring Break has been so cool, and I don&apos;t even have to go anywhere to enjoy it... well, besides living here at San Palmilla. I haven&apos;t seen my dorm room for like a week. I&apos;m officially part of the fancy cakes club. I&apos;ve been spending time out near the pool soaking up sun... man that feels great. I did one time with Trav Himself, one time alone (which I don&apos;t care for), and with Bethanie and Ilka. But I&apos;m far from tan still. It&apos;s so nice not having obligations. The funny thing is I don&apos;t think I&apos;ve slept past noon any of the days... partly because I have people waking me up, but it&apos;s aight... even if I give them shit for it. Spring Break is EXACTLY what I needed... my spirits are definately lifting up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy, Kristen, and Katie came over this weekend. Fun times... got some drink on. My mom called me Monday morning and was like &quot;You want a new phone?&quot; I was a little confused... &quot;Why? I don&apos;t need a new one.&quot; But she explained that both her and my dad were getting a new one and they wanted to buy a nice one for me for my birthday coming up. They ended up buying me a camera phone. It&apos;s pretty bad ass... and now my voicemail actually works, so leave me a message, bitches. Respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I&apos;ve been just hanging out with my &quot;roomies&quot;. Bethanie and Ilka have been around every day, which is always cool. I&apos;ve got them to say &quot;booyakasha&quot; a lot. I have to satisfy their Resident Evil 4 addiction every day, but I always enjoy my fans. I actually started a new game for them, and am slowly catching up to my last game. I need to beat that shit soon. Trav, Andy, and I went to get some more games today... I ended up buying 5 dreamcast games and an old N64 game. Yay for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel some YC&apos;s leftovers calling my name... yes, at 2:30 in the morning. Nighty night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I finally broke my goal for Lent... it definately wasn&apos;t on purpose, just a moment of not thinking. I was so pissed how easy I cracked... ah well, I&apos;m free to do whatever now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Mar 2005 01:51:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Regenerator</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s been a while since I&apos;ve updated. It&apos;s finally spring break and after the past couple weeks, I feel so much better already. Yesterday and today I went out to Trav&apos;s pool to swim and lay out in the sun... best fuckin&apos; feeling ever. Rest this week is definately gonna help me feel better again. I took over Nick&apos;s room while he was gone and slept over here at Trav&apos;s the past week. I haven&apos;t slept in my dorm room for like a week. I&apos;m turning into Fancy Cakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short version of the past two weeks: schools can eat ass for giving me a test everyday (sometimes two), work&apos;s been great (full responsibilities and good word from my boss), and I&apos;ve been entertaining Trav and Andy with Resident Evil 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an interesting talk with Lindsey a few nights ago... she kinda pulled some things out of me that finally helped me realized what has been going on in my mind the past few weeks. She reminded me of my extreme loyalty to those I care about. I was thinking about it later and realized how my loyalty controls my actions. She also explained what I&apos;m looking for. And the more I think of it, the more it sounds so true to me. Even though I&apos;ve been replaced, the loyalty remains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don&apos;t need me anymore... I can&apos;t be around forever.&lt;br /&gt;The third strike approaches soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pizza time. Gotta go.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Feb 2005 04:38:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Guru</title>
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  <description>X: it&apos;s funny how you can have it all except for the one thing you would rather have. you&apos;re part of this trinity and unfortunately you&apos;re the bottom of it.&lt;br /&gt;Fateful Hero: yeah...&lt;br /&gt;X: so is there anything you can do?&lt;br /&gt;Fateful Hero: I don&apos;t know... give it more time?&lt;br /&gt;X: more time? how much time do you have? you&apos;ve given up so much time and effort.&lt;br /&gt;Fateful Hero: so?  &lt;br /&gt;X: listen buddy, you deserve more.&lt;br /&gt;X: you need to stop doing so much for everyone. who the hell returns all these favors to you?&lt;br /&gt;X: that&apos;s what I thought.&lt;br /&gt;Fateful Hero: I don&apos;t know... I don&apos;t know why I do what I do&lt;br /&gt;X: you have a good heart.&lt;br /&gt;X: man, I wish people would imagine what&apos;d be like if you weren&apos;t around. not in a bad way, but what things would be like for them if you weren&apos;t around to help them&lt;br /&gt;Fateful Hero: meh&lt;br /&gt;X: I hope you know I appreciate you&lt;br /&gt;Fateful Hero: haha, thanks&lt;br /&gt;X: you have so much potential in you. people can put so much trust into you and feel comfortable around you. you can do anything you want.&lt;br /&gt;Fateful Hero: thanks&lt;br /&gt;X: but you need to not hold yourself back.&lt;br /&gt;Fateful Hero: yeah...&lt;br /&gt;X: yeah...&lt;br /&gt;X: I hope you make it to the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little conversation that made me think about myself... in a good and bad way. More of a good way, of course. But also about my biggest flaw. I could easily get rid of it... but there&apos;s always a price to everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I&apos;ll think about it a little more while I&apos;m smokin&apos; from the hooka. Ciao.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Feb 2005 10:28:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Napping Day</title>
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  <description>I should&apos;ve slept all night last night from the very lack of sleep I&apos;ve had the past few nights before... but you know me. Had to go smoke some hookah with Travis and right after I helped Jessica move into her new apartment with her family. Rachel Hill just flirts too much. ;) I got back here with some food and went to bed around 1... except I couldn&apos;t sleep. And funny enough, around 2 I had this feeling that I should get up. And I&apos;m glad I did b/c I got to be there (as much as I can be online) for a friend... and ended up staying up until 4 or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an early call this morning from the Kyrene Kids Club today. I got me an interview Friday. They said with my resume I wouldn&apos;t even have to go through the training and just start as a club leader. That&apos;s right... I&apos;m big pimpin&apos;, spending the cheese. The problem is I&apos;m not quite sure what I&apos;m suppose to be doing for the job... hopefully just goof around with the kids, b/c I&apos;m sure as hell good at that. Makes me think of how distracting I always am in my mom&apos;s art class. Maybe something with art... that&apos;d be cool. Or just run a sweat shop... make some extra money. But I start off at $8.50/hr and it&apos;s suppose to be flexible with my schedule. Works for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up to Nicky B standing at my door. We were both thinking the same thing, but neither one of us really wanted to ask each other for the first five minutes... until Nicky quietly asked &quot;Wanna play Streets of Rage?&quot; So I began my morning (morning being 12:30) playing genesis with Nicky. It occured to me that I think I&apos;m gonna see Nicky here more often, which he&apos;s always welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda went in and out of naps today, trying to catch up on my sleep. Not too exciting. I have an econ test tomorrow... I need to study just a little more tomorrow morning.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 Feb 2005 08:37:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My &quot;mr. all around valentine&quot; Day</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m taking a much bigger break from studying than I had planned on. So much for sleep tonight... we&apos;ll make it two nights in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been a great day...&lt;br /&gt;...but then again, it made me do some thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started with a very early morning leaving my secret Valentine a gift by her door. But the reason why I woke up early was so I could get to Glendale and drop off my Valentine&apos;s present to Rachel. I was kind of beyond pissed when I finally arrived and the administration wouldn&apos;t allow ANY deliveries, even if it was Valentine&apos;s Day. I tried pleading with them, telling them I had just drove from Tempe and had to head back. But still no dice. As I was walking out silently swearing out the office staff, the security guard followed me out near my car. He said &quot;I know the school doesn&apos;t allow it, and I&apos;m not SUPPOSE to do it... but since you drove all the way from Tempe, if you leave your name, number, and her name, I&apos;ll make sure she gets it.&quot; Oh man, I owe this guy big. He went against the rules for me and succeeded. This man deserves a gold star. Those are the kinds of things that remind me to do nice things for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got back to Tempe and paid off my credit card, put some money in my checking, and cash in my wallet. Bling Bling! Made me feel much better. Then I called Jen Morganti and went to breakfast with her. It was really nice to talk to her again... I haven&apos;t seen her for three months or so. She came back to my dorm and studied with me for a while. I went to lab and basically had Jessica hold my hand throughout the whole thing (...I copied). We went and had some yummy ass chinese food. Definately some of the best I&apos;ve ever had. Kung Pao and Zuchini Chicken... mmm mmmm. As I walked through my hall, I ran into my RA Melissa and had a nice little talk with her about dating. It was interesting to say the least. I eventually got back here and hooked up the old school Genesis to play Streets of Rage 2 with Nicky B... he and I did some naughty tricks on that game. When one of us was a guy... one was a girl... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tonight I&apos;ve been &quot;studying&quot; for my two tests tomorrow. Had to wait until the last minute... and what sucks even worse is that I&apos;m still sick and my body&apos;s already worn out from pushing myself to do everything today. Tomorrow night... Aqua Teen marathon. I deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kinda sucks being alone on Valentine&apos;s Day... I spend the day trying to make it good for others, but what about me? I felt kinda disappointed until this evening when everyone told me how I made their day or at least made it better. That made me feel better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve lost the rep on my floor of being the hard ass outcast... I need to get it back.&lt;br /&gt;There, you happy you can finally read this?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 12 Feb 2005 08:45:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Boredom</title>
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  <description>Mmmm... I may have to break down and see a doctor soon. After being sick with a sore throat a few weeks ago, it kinda went in and out like tasteless fashion since then. Now it&apos;s back and it hurts like eight bitches on a bitch boat. I&apos;m so hungry, but it hurts so bad to eat anything... even the thought of trying to eat sucks. I figure if I still feel bad after all my antibiotics are gone, then it&apos;s time to see the drug man. But in the mean time, it means more pills... not very many people know this, but I&apos;m very scared of taking pills. I&apos;ve always had a fear of choking on them. Don&apos;t get me wrong, I can do it but it takes a while to actually get myself to swallow a pill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here&apos;s what I&apos;m giving up for Lent: acting queer. My worst influence: Travis and Andy. I had to give myself a real challenge this year. I almost broke once already when Travis answered his phone with a &quot;heeeeeeeeeeey&quot;. My other idea was not to make fun of anyone... I can&apos;t even do that for day. I&apos;d have to shoot myself, or at least make fun of myself. We&apos;ll see how far I can go with this. By the way Travis and Andy, if I seem mean for the next couple months it&apos;s not b/c I&apos;m mad, it&apos;s b/c I can&apos;t act happily queer to you guys anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I didn&apos;t have Econ yesterday, I decided to just ditch Spanish right before it and grab lunch with friends. I spent the rest of the afternoon taking a nap with Jessica, working on another psych experiment (aka, being their guinea bitch), and going to see Constantine... bad ass movie. The story was way more developed then I thought it was going to be, and fuck, you just can&apos;t fuck with fuckin&apos; Neo. I&apos;ll definately go see that movie again. I didn&apos;t do much for the rest of the night until midnight when Jessica came to visit again. We ended up watching an Aqua Teen dvd... and when I mean &quot;we&quot; I mean me, while she passed out mid second episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I&apos;m stuck in the Burg. I told my parents I&apos;d come up for Gold Rush (this was a while back) and they expected me to come even though I was here last weekend. I&apos;m only staying for tonight. It&apos;s been raining all day and suppose to all tomorow, so it ought to be kinda nice. Yay for rain! It&apos;s been so green here, I love it. So tomarr afternoon I&apos;m gonna head back to the Temp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a bad feeling come to me late last night before I went to sleep. As I was falling asleep half thinking about it, half trying to forget about it, I realized it wasn&apos;t a bad feeling about me. It&apos;s about others, but like any bad feeling I&apos;ve ever gotten I can&apos;t figure out what the feeling&apos;s about exactly. One part tells me opposition is going to occur... the other one, the stronger feeling of the two, tells me I need to be around to protect those who need it, or at least be around for support. It&apos;s not really as scary as it sounds. But my instincts are usually right... let&apos;s hope this is one of those rare moments they&apos;re not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m trying to think of nice things for Valentines Day... for both of them. Haha, my secret and friendly valentines. I had to have a Valentine this year... last year was the first time in a long time I didn&apos;t have one. Maybe just had to make up with two this year. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a random compliment from a girl as I was walking from the MU today. She told me she really liked my hair. It kinda caught me off guard... I just said thanks and walked by. I should try spiking my hair again... I remember getting so many compliments from random girls. I need to let this shit grow a little more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s my short story... that&apos;s how bored I am. Nighty night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed my phone&apos;s name is Master Shake... I&apos;ve had that for like a year now. It&apos;d almost be a shame to change it, but think I should change it?</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 Feb 2005 07:30:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Spur of the Moment</title>
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  <description>Wow, today&apos;s been such a great day...&lt;br /&gt;There have been a few downsides, but nothing to worry about for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I had almost all of my geo. lab done from last night, it only took me a half an hour to finish my lab in class. I think my TA was kinda surprised by how far I was in the first ten minutes. Ah well, I&apos;m sure he doesn&apos;t give a shit. I had lunch with my bros and talked online to people most of the afternoon while everyone was playing Mario Kart in my room. Then the group and I went to Slices... I had some good ass pizza, and managed to eat all three of my slices before Jessica and Steph finished one. What a pig, huh? Fuck that... just slow eaters. ;) We went over to Nicky B&apos;s to smoke some hookah... good shit. I had to drop some stuff of to Jess during her radio show and ended up staying around to visit. She let me scratch to some hip hop live on the air... oh man, that was so fun. I know it&apos;s not mainstream radio, but I know people got to hear me. It was my first time so I know I sucked, but still... I was so excited when I finished. Now I wanna get a turntable and really learn to do that shit. Then she and I got some ice cream and I headed over to Trav Himself&apos;s place to go for round two with hookah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found out that people besides my secret Valentine know it was me who left the presents for the girl down the hall. I guess it really made her day, so I&apos;m glad I did it... that&apos;s worth it all by itself. Apparently I&apos;m the floor stud. Haha, yeah right. Now I gotta study for a psychology test I haven&apos;t really read for yet. Ooops. Oh well, it just wouldn&apos;t be me not to wait until the night before to study for a test. Nighty night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just call me DJ Mikey Mike.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 07 Feb 2005 09:21:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Semi-Productive Weekend</title>
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  <description>Ahhh, this weekend was exactly what I needed. I feel a hell of a lot better than I did a few days ago. Friday I woke up to take Trav himself to the &quot;quick towing&quot; company. If they moved any faster they might be able to catch a fuckin&apos; turtle and tow its ass back to their place. Seriously, a fuckin&apos; ape could have helped us get in and out faster. Bastards. I felt bad for Trav since those fuckin&apos; thieves ripped out the ignition... that just cost him more money, and more inconvience. But again, better than having to buy a new car.&lt;br /&gt;Jessica told me that evening that even if I went home I probably wouldn&apos;t do work and just watch movies and listen to music... I can&apos;t blame her for thinking that. Hell, I even agreed with her at the time. But I did prove us wrong and was actually productive at home. I cleaned the whole house, got my former boss to let me use her as a reference, made a whole new professional resume, sent it in for a job, and wrote a whole Spanish composition... all while watching Aqua Teen. Boo yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn&apos;t do shit on Saturday... nothing productive at least. I went and visited my parents where they were camping and had dinner with them. My mom told me not to have anyone over (I&apos;m thinking b/c she thought our house was dirty)... so naturally what do I do? Haha, have people over, bitches. I had Amy, Kristen, and Rache come over and smoke hookah outside next to our outside fireplace (a very pansey fire). Amy brought me some beer and pie, so the combo of pie, beer, and hookah was kinda nice. After, I took Amy and Kristen out on a jeep ride in the desert around 12:30 for about an hour. I thought that was a lot of fun driving through the desert at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, just chilled. Did my assignment for music and watched the Super Bowl with my dad. My team won, too. I was very nervous that last quarter... shouldn&apos;t have been, it was the fuckin&apos; Patriots. But as soon as the game was over I had to brag to Jen real quick. Eagles.... please. Haha. I got back here and worked on my secret Valentine&apos;s present. The only reason I&apos;m doing it is b/c fancy cakes didn&apos;t do it last week like he was suppose to. So the girl didn&apos;t get anything... that&apos;s pretty fucked up. So I definately made it up to her this week. I thought of something real simple for next week, too. Well, I&apos;m gonna see if I can finish my geo. lab I&apos;m suppose to do tomarr. Might as well make my one class of the day go quicker, aye?&lt;br /&gt;Nighty night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/random%20stuff/MyDrawings010.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Mr. Vivi and His Chocobo.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;...on my valentine&apos;s box of candy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is way too short.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Feb 2005 09:56:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Fatigue</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m heading home tomorrow evening... I need to get away for a while. I think my parents will be gone both Friday and Saturday night, so I should have the house to myself. I don&apos;t wanna be all alone, but at the same time kinda do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s been a long week. I can&apos;t seem to get a break with anything and on top of that I&apos;ve actually forced myself to work on homework all week. I can&apos;t fuck around as much this semester... what am I saying? Of course I can. It just wouldn&apos;t be me not to. More like prioritize a little better. I&apos;m tired of making offerings to people... I got enough declinations in the past week to realize that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the last hour helping this kid on my floor who was passed out in the bathroom. I really don&apos;t like the kid, either. He comes off as really cocky and loud. I really wanted to leave him there, too... but I couldn&apos;t. He really needed the help. So I stuck around helping him and giving him water. His room mate eventually came in and stood around doing nothing. Then a half an hour later my room mate gets back to the dorms drunk and gets sick. So then I went back and forth between the two handing them water. Jordan finally makes it back to our room and passes out. About 15 minutes later I got the other guy out of the bathroom and back to his room. No &quot;thank you&apos;s&quot;... I guess I shouldn&apos;t have expected it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jobs I Think I&apos;d be Good at:&lt;br /&gt;1.Race car driver&lt;br /&gt;2.Dj&lt;br /&gt;3.Comic book artist&lt;br /&gt;4.Gigalo&lt;br /&gt;5.The guy who wears the chicken outfit on a street corner (last resort)</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Feb 2005 08:04:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Long Day</title>
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  <description>It is no bueno being sick, especially after a week... and having to take medicine.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s been more of a killer on my longer days of classes... I&apos;m definately worn out throughout the day, but as soon as I get through three of the classes it doesn&apos;t seem so bad. Most of my teachers let me out a little early today, so that&apos;s always a plus. I&apos;m studying about folk music in my music class... it&apos;s interesting and boring at the same time. Trav and I make fun of some of it. I&apos;ve been doing a lot of Spanish homework lately, and still have a lot to do. Damn, I&apos;ve learned I can&apos;t wait until the last few days to do this stuff... there&apos;s just so much to do! And I have a test on Thursday... not really looking forward to that. Microeconomics has been kinda cool, just because I like my profesor... he gave a 10 point extra credit quiz today. Travis and I compared our answers. ;) I like most of my profesors, all of them are really nice or funny... which is a good thing for the long days. Today was an extra long day, though... I was running around everywhere from 8am to 6pm... I couldn&apos;t sit around and enjoy my two 20 min breaks during classes. And my throat seem to be burning all day. So I wasn&apos;t in a very good mood until this evening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Nickie made a surprise visit which made me happy. That girl is so random and funny. We ended up watching the last quarter of the Suns game, facebooked, and listened to some Hendrix in my room. Then we left and she bought me an ice cream cone. She also offered to buy me some alcohol tomorrow night. I know I can buy my own, but I guess she likes to buy it... even though she doesn&apos;t drink. Haha, I think that&apos;s kinda funny. She definately made my day better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/random%20stuff/Bob.jpg&quot; height=&quot;150&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Wooorld peace-eeehhhhhhh.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind random, but this song was on my mind earlier. Girls are so confusing, but damn it, they&apos;re cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls, all I really want is girls&lt;br /&gt;And in the morning it&apos;s girls&lt;br /&gt;Cause in the evening it&apos;s girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the way that they walk&lt;br /&gt;And it&apos;s chill to hear them talk&lt;br /&gt;And I can always make them smile&lt;br /&gt;From White Castle to the Nile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can finally sleep in tomarr. I&apos;m really looking forward to that.&lt;br /&gt;I just thought of something... I haven&apos;t seen my room mate since Friday when he came by for about 5 min... and it doesn&apos;t appear that he&apos;s been here any time after. So what is this kid wearing everyday? The same stuff?&lt;br /&gt;Nighty night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I&apos;m finally learning my place... and that&apos;s fine. Their loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I&apos;m due for a haircut... anyone agree?</description>
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  <lj:music>N.W.A. - Chin Check</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 31 Jan 2005 00:50:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Pics to You</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Jan%202005/2005Jan29-Party001.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You think I got far in life dressed like Peter Pan over there? Forget about it.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Jan%202005/2005Jan29-Party002.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look like a regular sex machine when I just wake up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Jan%202005/2005Jan29-Party005.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Drinks Alot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Jan%202005/2005Jan29-Party008.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good kind of threesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Jan%202005/2005Jan29-Party009.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice hat, tool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Jan%202005/2005Jan29-Party012.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out these hot chicas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/mrdremack/Jan%202005/2005Jan29-Party014.jpg&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party pros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s been two weeks of school and I&apos;m already wanting to get away. Maybe next month... when it&apos;s a little warmer... California...</description>
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  <lj:music>Authority Zero - Everyday</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 Jan 2005 22:57:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Mental Deciphering</title>
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  <description>It is definately no bueno being sick. I could hardly speak when I woke up this morning... I sounded like an old man being squished by a fat man. It hasn&apos;t been much help being sick with all my classes this past week. But I did use it to get out of Spanish the other day - I gave my teacher a note that said &quot;I lost my voice today&quot;... didn&apos;t have to do shit after that. It makes my body soooo tired, yet I still lack the sleep I should probably get. All I wanna do is go back to bed and sleep... and I&apos;m not far from it. My body may be tired, but my mind sure is awake... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something&apos;s been bothering me lately... I wish I had an answer to the question that plagues the back of my mind. Even more I wish that I knew what the question is. Confused? I kinda am, too. I have a feeling that... maybe something&apos;s missing? I can&apos;t quite put my finger on it, but that&apos;s what it comes off as to me. The only problem is I also have a feeling that whatever it is, it&apos;s gonna take time before it reveals itself. But what am I missing? ....A sense of where I&apos;m going? ...A relationship? I honestly can&apos;t tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note #1: Ladies, ladies, ladies! Need a great Valentine date? Call 1-800-HOT-STUD. (haha, fuck that... you can only call if you know my number)&lt;br /&gt;Side note #2: Kellen is a bastard coated bastard with bastard filling. Beating me at kart... pure luck. If I got boosts when I was in first place I&apos;d win, too.&lt;br /&gt;Side note #3: I&apos;d make a great DJ.</description>
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  <lj:music>N.E.R.D. - Stay Together</lj:music>
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