<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520</id><updated>2011-11-13T05:47:09.226-08:00</updated><category term='G.I. JOE The Rise of Cobra'/><category term='Gears of War 2'/><category term='28 Days Later'/><category term='West Coast Wig Out'/><category term='Game Music 4 All'/><category term='Left 4 Dead'/><category term='Front Mission Evolved'/><category term='XKCD'/><category term='RTS'/><category term='games'/><category term='Music 4 All'/><category term='Zombies'/><category term='StarWars'/><category term='G.I. JOE The Video Game'/><category term='Halo Wars'/><category term='Dawn of the Dead'/><category term='Fry&apos;s'/><category term='Lego'/><category term='Xanga'/><title type='text'>'</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>99</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-2342956104748387414</id><published>2011-07-24T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T01:26:29.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The longest year ever.</title><content type='html'>Actually more like the longest year and 9 months so far.&lt;br /&gt;Whats happened you say?  Quite possibly being over worked, that's what happened.  Who knows really?  I also said playing too much video games to scare the little boys.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/9627_616854886308_60701047_35424605_5855070_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 420px; height: 315px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/9627_616854886308_60701047_35424605_5855070_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To both of my arms of course.  I'm just lucky I guess.  It started off with just pain in my right arm, as though I slept on it funny the night before.  Except it continued to feel uncomfortable for a week, then one day after riding home....BAM!!!! I was unable to rotate my wrists! Or wiggle my sausage fingers.&lt;br /&gt;Then another week went by and BAM! my other arm gave out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The initial doctors said that I had &lt;a href="http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmedhealth/PMH0002222/"&gt;tenosynovitis&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmedhealth/PMH0001485/"&gt;epicondylitis&lt;/a&gt;.  They said along the lines of that I would be healing within a something like 6 weeks...  yeah well more than 6 weeks later and nothing changed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much my year has been filled with trial and error of medications and therapies.  Frustrating to say the least.  For years I didn't watch too much TV but since there is nothing I can do with my hands I was &lt;a href="http://moneytipcentral.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/cat_drinking_beer_watch_tv.jpg"&gt;STUCK watching the tube.&lt;/a&gt;  But at least I had Netflix.  Since I never really watched movies either I had tons of time to catch up.  For a while I watched nothing but old movies from "The Day The Earth Stood Still" era.  Then I got into &lt;a href="http://www.joblo.com/images_arrownews/sketch-1-THC-.jpg"&gt;B horror movies&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly my hands started to get better and I was able to do puzzles.  I did lots of jigsaw puzzles while watching Netflix.  But what I really miss is video games.  I still don't really play.  I'm afraid.  And I still don't get on the computer as much.  I'm afraid.  I'm afraid that I'm going to break my hands again before I find a job.  But I just try to convince myself that I just need to suck it up and keep trying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, job!  I got laid off while on disability last year.  Sucks.  I probably would have cried about it but I was already home for 4 months by the time they let me go.  I was already used to being home with nothing to do.  So here I am looking for a job.  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K8E_zMLCRNg"&gt;Anyone? &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-2342956104748387414?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/2342956104748387414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=2342956104748387414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/2342956104748387414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/2342956104748387414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2011/07/longest-year-ever.html' title='The longest year ever.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-4368008090480699674</id><published>2009-08-06T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T13:52:50.894-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Front Mission Evolved'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G.I. JOE The Rise of Cobra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='XKCD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G.I. JOE The Video Game'/><title type='text'>G.I. JOE The Rise of Cobra : The Video Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/SnvWyCXZXrI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/s1H1l3b_BkY/s800/GIJOE_TheVideoGame_360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 432px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/SnvWyCXZXrI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/s1H1l3b_BkY/s800/GIJOE_TheVideoGame_360.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gijoe.ea.com/home.action#meteor=yZUZ2Nv5y5K" target="_blank"&gt;Our game G.I. JOE has been released!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny though, it seems I don't play the games I've been involved with until after its release.  Ok, well Silent Hill Homecoming I still haven't played cause I'm scared lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty glad to hear that our first review that I read was pretty awesome! &lt;a href="http://playmagazine.com/?fuseaction=SiteMain.Content&amp;contentid=1802" target="_blank"&gt;8.0 by Play Magazine.&lt;/a&gt;  Oh, well here is a place that &lt;a href="http://www.metacritic.com/games/platforms/ps3/gijoetheriseofcobra#usercomments" target="_blank"&gt;lists companies&lt;/a&gt; that have reviewed our game.  Considering its a movie tie in game, the reviews really aren't that bad.  And honestly, does it really matter the scores?  Not really, because people love G.I. JOE and will buy it anyway lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is our &lt;a href="http://www.celebratewithscience.com/images/inflatable/big/10.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;launch party&lt;/a&gt;  And we're going to go see &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1046173/" target="_blank"&gt;G.I. JOE the movie.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/SnvWyhWAN_I/AAAAAAAAAHU/soSBSOchxkk/s800/FrontMissionEvolved.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 432px; height: 243px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/SnvWyhWAN_I/AAAAAAAAAHU/soSBSOchxkk/s800/FrontMissionEvolved.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front Mission Evolved was also announced this year at E3.  I helped with the pitch, rigged a leg and helped with some other character randomness.  I am pretty excited to play this game though.  From the few things that I've seen from it &lt;a href="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/cutting_edge.png" target="_blank"&gt;(cause like I said, I don't play our games until afterwards), &lt;/a&gt; looks pretty fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-4368008090480699674?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/4368008090480699674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=4368008090480699674' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/4368008090480699674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/4368008090480699674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2009/08/gi-joe-rise-of-cobra-video-game.html' title='G.I. JOE The Rise of Cobra : The Video Game'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/SnvWyCXZXrI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/s1H1l3b_BkY/s72-c/GIJOE_TheVideoGame_360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-3980102454746571096</id><published>2009-05-01T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T22:47:14.780-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halo Wars'/><title type='text'>Halo Wars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/Sft4HNCHuTI/AAAAAAAAAF4/aW54gpgrlHY/s400/pic_halo_wars_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/Sft4HNCHuTI/AAAAAAAAAF4/aW54gpgrlHY/s400/pic_halo_wars_04.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a bit worried about how a &lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=rts" target="_blank"&gt;RTS&lt;/a&gt; would play on a console, but I have to say this game isn't too bad considering. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worried...cause when you think of comparing a keyboard to a console controller, obviously &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/Sf-P-uDA1ZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ick_BCKQ0yg/s400/logitech_netplay.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;lacking in buttons.&lt;/a&gt;  I do find myself wishing I could create groups since my army tends to be split up.  Or the ability lock certain characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You! Don't move until I go through an attribute to unlock you.  So even if I "ALL UNITS" you don't move!!!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making my way through Legendary campaign at the moment not too bad.  Though legendary on multiplayer vs computer, holy &lt;a href="http://student.ccbcmd.edu/%7Edmcca197/Otakon_Gallery_2/images/Moogle.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;krappo!&lt;/a&gt;  My butt hurts thinking about it.  Ow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, was there a way to get Forge into a &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/Sf-WxHoNjqI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/jBetUJbxZ6k/s400/puma.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;warthog&lt;/a&gt; when he is on foot?  I haven't figured that out yet.  Was it in the beginning tutorial?  I don't remember.  And I only breezed through the book once.  &lt;a href="http://www.harvestmkt.com/images/cliffsreadless_small_wrvm.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;I rarely read them things!&lt;/a&gt;  I wonder if I would be a more &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/Sf-WWbbmpEI/AAAAAAAAAGI/OTNrs6T7ilg/s400/too-many-monitors1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;efficient gamer&lt;/a&gt; if I actually read the game books?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Criminy! The &lt;a href="http://blur.com/halo.html" target="_blank"&gt;cinematics&lt;/a&gt; are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But playing RTS makes me want to bust out Blizzard games.  Starcraft in particular, I don't think I ever played campaign all the way through.   Or the first two Warcrafts now that I think about it.  I vaguely remember WC2.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slightly digress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE HORDE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-3980102454746571096?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/3980102454746571096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=3980102454746571096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/3980102454746571096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/3980102454746571096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2009/05/halo-wars.html' title='Halo Wars'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/Sft4HNCHuTI/AAAAAAAAAF4/aW54gpgrlHY/s72-c/pic_halo_wars_04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-1228378463541281158</id><published>2009-02-05T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T10:02:58.955-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='StarWars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lego'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fry&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Lego Star Wars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/SYu-Vn12oKI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ANVxG8w2NS4/s800/legostarwars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 504px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/SYu-Vn12oKI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ANVxG8w2NS4/s800/legostarwars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I've been playing Lego Star Wars: The Complete Saga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Effing hilaroius. Love it. Everyone mentioned that I should check out any of the Lego games (StarWars, Batman, Indiana Jones...) I picked up this game at &lt;a href="http://frys.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Fry's&lt;/a&gt; since it was on sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much replay value in this game. Ridiculous amounts of things you find yourself unlocking. Though I'm glad I don't have to run around desperately trying to find &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/SYu3iudKfoI/AAAAAAAAAC0/PuSg2BNxHZ0/crackdownorbs.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;orbs.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I was never really a fan of sharing a camera while playing two players. &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/SYu3_NQLzzI/AAAAAAAAADU/K5ps6ytgXKM/CAMERA_BACKWARDS.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;Camera never pointed in the direction you wanted&lt;/a&gt; and you always relied on your partner to keep the camera moving. Unfortunately this is the style camera we have for one of the games I am currently working on. Which I would say what it is, but it won't be announced until next week sometime I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probaby make a new post after the announcement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after playing through the story mode it told me that I only finished some 40 something % of the game! &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/SYu7_6ShduI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Sm1plcoiqdE/wtfmate.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;WHAAAT?!&lt;/a&gt; Must....unlock...more...extras!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going to go out and find the other Lego games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/SYu8zvWixII/AAAAAAAAAE0/HaI6ZKl15w0/r2d2mailbox.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;And just because this is awesome. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-1228378463541281158?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/1228378463541281158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=1228378463541281158' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/1228378463541281158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/1228378463541281158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-ive-been-playing-lego-starwars.html' title='Lego Star Wars'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/SYu-Vn12oKI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ANVxG8w2NS4/s72-c/legostarwars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-7333818097738512445</id><published>2008-11-26T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T00:47:49.459-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zombies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Coast Wig Out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Game Music 4 All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dawn of the Dead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='28 Days Later'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Left 4 Dead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xanga'/><title type='text'>West Coast Wigout and Zombies and Xanga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/OtherPeople/sandrajolenemegas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 404px; height: 303px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/OtherPeople/sandrajolenemegas.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I went to the West Coast Wigout a few weeks ago and it was great!  A lot more people than last time.  And yet again &lt;a href="http://gamemusic4all.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Game Music 4 All&lt;/a&gt; picked a hilariously awesome line of artists.  Though we were disappointed Zealous1 couldn't make it this time around.  &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/themegas" target="_blank"&gt;The Megas&lt;/a&gt; were awesome of course.  Thats me and Sanrda trying to be groupies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img218.imageshack.us/img218/5928/tmiwallpaperqw3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 404px; height: 254px;" src="http://img218.imageshack.us/img218/5928/tmiwallpaperqw3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wanted to talk about Zombies today. Why?  Because they are &lt;a href="http://media.filmschoolrejects.com/images/doom_monkey.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;brain-munching&lt;/a&gt; goodness.  I dunno I've always been interested in zombies.  I am definitely scared of them, though not terrified.  &lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/132/338673695_8a56716f84.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;At least, not yet.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are just interesting &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_OLC_7s1u7ho/R4PKbwX84lI/AAAAAAAAAKY/P-UlHboxqRk/s1600-h/Zombie_Zoo__Polar_Bear_by_Zatransis.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;creatures.&lt;/a&gt;  I LOVED the remake of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dawn_of_the_Dead_(2004_film)" target="_blank"&gt;Dawn of the Dead&lt;/a&gt; but admittedly I have not seen the original or any of the other movies of that series.  I also love &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/28_days_later" target="_blank"&gt;28 Days Later,&lt;/a&gt; though they aren't exactly zombies all the way, at least...not in the beginning.  They are just bezerkers really.  But I'll still classify that as a zombie movie.  I recently saw &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/28_weeks_later" target="_blank"&gt;28 Weeks Later&lt;/a&gt; and I have to say the more I think about it the more I hate it.  They just tried to force way too many situations to make the story work.  Ugh, I don't even want to go into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was turned onto &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Walking_Dead" target="_blank"&gt;The Walking Dead&lt;/a&gt; in college.  Though I still only have the first 3 or 4 books I want to read more.  Plus I love the art style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads me to wanting &lt;a href="http://www.l4d.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Left 4 Dead.&lt;/a&gt;  Seriously, I have only heard good things about this. I hope &lt;a href="http://www.miniclip.com/games/santa-ski-jump/en/" target="_blank"&gt;Santa&lt;/a&gt; brings it to me for &lt;a href="http://images1.fanpop.com/images/photos/1500000/LOG-ren-and-stimpy-1552749-500-400.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;Christmas.&lt;/a&gt;  Not that it would be a big deal if he didn't because either way I think I'll get the game.  What I'm torn between is getting PC or 360.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pauldevoto.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/xanga-logo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 380px; height: 380px;" src="http://pauldevoto.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/xanga-logo1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading a friend's blogger about deleting old posts.  I advised her against it because you never know when you need a good laugh.  She mentioned that there were things that &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L-669uKOJR0" target="_blank"&gt;she wanted to forget.&lt;/a&gt;  What I told her is that years from now you'll want to look back and see what kind of &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6eOSDRNOLp4&amp;feature=related" target="_blank"&gt;state of mind&lt;/a&gt;  you were in. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bd2B6SjMh_w" target="_blank"&gt; Were you crazy?&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WtBMF0BqDrU" target="_blank"&gt;In love?&lt;/a&gt;   In hate?  Either way you'll see all the fun and not so fun things that will give you a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it made me think about my old online journals.  I have some old posts that I do not want to get rid of.  I'm trying to figure out the best way to consolidate them to one blogger...this one honestly.  What is the bets way to do that?  Copy paste each one?  :(  Anyone have any suggestions before I start doing something &lt;a href="http://ecole.lambda.free.fr/IMG/jpg/Georges_Seurat_031Un_dimanche_apres-midi_sur_l_ile_de_la_Grande_Jatte.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;ridiculously tedious?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another part of my plan is all the photo links I have...save them to one online photo album.  I noticed while going through the old posts many pictures are missing.  Either I took the whole album down or other people removed the photos I was linking to.  I think what I'll do is go and find ALL (ugh...) those pictures I linked to and add them to my gmail photo album so then at least they will be associated with this journal.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this project will take me about a year or so to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-7333818097738512445?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/7333818097738512445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=7333818097738512445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/7333818097738512445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/7333818097738512445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2008/11/west-coast-wigout-and-zombies-and-xanga.html' title='West Coast Wigout and Zombies and Xanga'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-222952223082366700</id><published>2008-11-11T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T16:08:39.814-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gears of War 2'/><title type='text'>Gears of War 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gearsofwar.xbox.com/uploadedImages/Media/conceptart/GOW2_Concepts/Tai_Kaliso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 444px; height: 626px;" src="http://gearsofwar.xbox.com/uploadedImages/Media/conceptart/GOW2_Concepts/Tai_Kaliso.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO the past few days I've been playing &lt;a href="http://gearsofwar.xbox.com/default.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Gears of War 2&lt;/a&gt;.  So far I like it.  So far as in I've played Hardcore which did not appear so hard (with co-op) but I am playing it now on Insane which feels the way Hardcore should have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The levels feel so big its great.  Actually what I REALLY like about it is that you have the ability to hit your enemies at different angles which makes co-op more enjoyable.  Which makes me feel this is the way &lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/53/112913483_3a18b9a189.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;Army of Two&lt;/a&gt;  should have felt like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though there are some nasty bugs &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IV6IpP0Eam0" target="_blank"&gt;(like any game)&lt;/a&gt; that can be a pain in the arse. &lt;br /&gt;     -Like when me and my partner were trying to carry a large bomb thing in between us.  After we were lifted on a platform to walk into the building we were unable to move for like 5 minutes.  Actually we walked in circles at the same exact spot.  I'm not entirely sure how we did it but we managed to wiggle our way out of whatever we were stuck on. (I wanted to show a picture of Marvin, from The Restaurant at the End of the Universe, walking around in circles but I couldn't find one.)&lt;br /&gt;    -While fighting the &lt;a href="http://leagueofavatars.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/punisherfon.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;giant fish&lt;/a&gt;; sometimes one of the characters (seemed to be Fenix) would get stuck floating in the air. &lt;br /&gt;-Oh god one of the big ones for me was while riding on the Reavers.  There were times were I do not believe I was actually &lt;a href="http://www.bubbletoy.com/Music%20&amp;amp;%20Lights%20Bubble%20Gun%20Green.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;shooting anything&lt;/a&gt;, and if I was it definately was not showing me.  When you turn to the back of the Reaver your character should switch to the gun behind him.  Well Dom must be afraid of heights because as soon as he turns around to get on that back gun he would IMMEDIATELY &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZUatnbaNfEo&amp;amp;feature=related" target="_blank"&gt;turn around&lt;/a&gt; and face forward.  If I started shooting in this direction I saw no bullets.  If I tried to face forward you could see his body play the animation of him moving from the back gun to the front gun but still no bullets coming out of my gun.  Soooo, I don't think I actually did anything in that level. &lt;br /&gt;-I don't like getting pinned by cars either.  At one point I was up in a garage while my partner was down on the street.  I was looking over the edge to help him out when suddenly an animation played of the garage falling down onto the street.  Well a car slid and pinned me to the rail so I couldn't move.  Lame.  Also! on the same level I was trying to pick up ammo but accidentally picked up a gun.  So my SNIPER RIFLE flew off the second story and onto the floor below where I &lt;a href="http://www.wdccduckman.com/images/piratesofthecaribbean/jailhousescene/jailhousescene2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;could not retrieve it.&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://disney-clipart.com/Meet-Robinsons/characters/T-Rex.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;My arms aren't that long.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to some good stuff.  Moving from one section of the map to another felt pretty seamless.  A lot of the time I would walk backwards and say, "Hey when did this get cut off?!"  And all the rubble fit nicely into the level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh though there is one thing about the story I wasn't entirely happy about.  I mean, not a big deal, but they really shouldn't have shown the &lt;a href="http://coobs.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/tremors-worm.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;worm&lt;/a&gt; so early.  They didn't need to make it that &lt;a href="http://media.ebaumsworld.com/picture/truestrican/CAPTAINOBVIOUS.png" target="_blank"&gt;obvious.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first Gears felt kinda short, but this one is definitely an improvement. Visuals of course are good.  Though I do randomly see a texture seam, or NO texture at all.  It was a void car.  I personally like the water and rain.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one level now that I think about it where you are driving the tank in a dark cave.  It seemed pretty pointless.  I mean I was excited seeing the tank at first hoping I could drive it but that level seemed meaningless.  There was nothing.  We drove through it and shot three &lt;a href="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u245/shyguy_011/GEARS/063.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;Corpsers.&lt;/a&gt;  Woo?  &lt;br /&gt;*EDIT:  Okay so I get they have to drive down...down underground....but still doesn't make it less boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the boy here is &lt;a href="http://www.health-in-action.org/library/pdf/Shaken%20Baby/Images/Waa%20cry%20baby2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;whining&lt;/a&gt; that its late and I have to go to bed.  G'night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-222952223082366700?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/222952223082366700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=222952223082366700' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/222952223082366700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/222952223082366700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2008/11/gears-of-war-2.html' title='Gears of War 2'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-4759567744909240475</id><published>2008-10-06T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T15:33:11.436-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Coast Wig Out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music 4 All'/><title type='text'>West Coast Wigout</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hotdogstorm.com/genoboost/wigout/contrabanner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://hotdogstorm.com/genoboost/wigout/contrabanner.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hotdogstorm.com/genoboost/wigout/index.html"&gt;Welp I'm planning on heading to Music 4 All's next concert!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LmdhbWVtdXNpYzRhbGwuY29t"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gamemusic4all.com/Images/gm4aeb2.jpg" alt="Video Game Music" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last concert I attended, "Level up! Level 2!" was pretty fun.  A bit stuffy, but the music definitely made up for it.  I'd probably feel more awkward realizing I was in a room full of gamer geeks, but then its almost like being at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though whats going to roxor about this concert is that it will be an all day event pretty much.  Noon to 1 in tha morning. If you look at the list of performers it looks like its going to be a day of awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the whole 3 people that I believe reads my blogger, any of you guys want to go?  $10.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-4759567744909240475?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/4759567744909240475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=4759567744909240475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/4759567744909240475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/4759567744909240475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2008/10/west-coast-wigout.html' title='West Coast Wigout'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-8516255811619514394</id><published>2008-08-14T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T15:32:22.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Siggraph 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.autodesk.com/adsk/images/maya_wyvern0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px;" src="http://images.autodesk.com/adsk/images/maya_wyvern0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a split second I thought, &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/javery83/BadTattoo.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;"Wouldn't this make a great tattoo?!"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Master Classes at &lt;a href="http://www.siggraph.org/s2008/" target="_blank"&gt;Siggraph&lt;/a&gt; this year.  I went this past Monday where Pixar came and talked about Storyboarding/Story-telling and animation.  It was pretty long.  The first 2 or 3 hours were a bit boring because I didn't have a paper or pencil to write with.  Then later we found out that if we PASSED the door we entered in there was a table with writing utensils and paper.  So I managed to take some notes and doodle a few drawings.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we went to the AutoDesk after party at The Shrine.  There we sat for hours and hours and hours and hours and hours and hours watching them present their new versions of their products.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3GjAJ07XNGM&amp;feature=related" target="_blank"&gt;Which was great n' all but ga-damn&lt;/a&gt;, we just wanted to get to the &lt;a href="http://www.gearfuse.com/wp-content/uploads/andrew/5_apr07/booze_belt.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;booze&lt;/a&gt; already.  I guess it was just slightly frustrating that we were sitting there so long, waiting to either release our bladders or waiting to fill them up, but the last presenter (which for some reason I can't remember who it was exactly) said, "now you'll get to see our short 30 MINUTE video..." wtf.  I mean they showed us some good stuff that they did (the Disney Russian Alien short was pretty awesome) but man...we were already pretty antsy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually what was funny was that after we all did get out of the theater and into the hall to get to the bar, i decided to wait a few minutes before using the restroom.  I mean, if the hall full of people who had been sitting on their ass for 4+ hours had any indication i could &lt;a href="http://photography.nationalgeographic.com/staticfiles/NGS/Shared/StaticFiles/Photography/Images/POD/t/trichur-pooram-crowd-508657-sw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;ONLY imagine what the bathroom was going to look like.&lt;/a&gt;  Which by the way was pretty empty.  I forgot the whole event was some &lt;a href="http://blog.americanfeast.com/images/Bratwurst.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;80%+ male.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some pretty neat things that they showed us.  Particularly that it looks like the movie industry really wants to get back into 3D-glasses movies.  I mean, they redid a section from Kung-Fu Panda (actually a bunch of movies) in 3D and it looked AMAZING!  I would have LOVED to see the whole movie in 3D.  They showed us how to set it all up in Maya 2009 and in Combustion....almost a click of a button seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the classes were pretty neat (learning that there will be a Toy Story 3) and the after party was bitchin' I really wish I could have gone to the actual expo...I need swag!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-8516255811619514394?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/8516255811619514394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=8516255811619514394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/8516255811619514394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/8516255811619514394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2008/08/siggraph-2008.html' title='Siggraph 2008'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-3987007751342610622</id><published>2008-08-04T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T11:26:25.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Fantasy: Rings of Fate (DS)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tranism.com/weblog/images/ffcc_ringsoffate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.tranism.com/weblog/images/ffcc_ringsoffate.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, trying to lock multiple rings is crazy hard.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I noticed there is some serious frame rate drops while playing.  I'll be kicking Galdes' butt and suddenly its like everything is in slow-mo!  Usually with the boss characters or with 4 other enemies the frame rate drops.  Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or what I definitely love is when my character randomly falls through the world.  Good thing falling through the floor doesn't cause too much damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another DS related subject, I got my mom one for her birthday!  I think I might have created a monster.  :D  She has a huge list of all the DS games she wants now.  And she loves PictoChat.  I was considering getting the family a Wii, but I'm wondering if I should just buy some DS games instead?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-3987007751342610622?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/3987007751342610622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=3987007751342610622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/3987007751342610622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/3987007751342610622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2008/08/final-fantasy-rings-of-fate-ds.html' title='Final Fantasy: Rings of Fate (DS)'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-5971045948617051012</id><published>2008-05-01T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T14:21:47.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TypeRacer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cabq.gov/museum/history/images/300ErniePyleTypewriter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.cabq.gov/museum/history/images/300ErniePyleTypewriter.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking at one of my friend's facebook pages and had noticed someone left a comment on his wall about an interesting site.  So I decided to take a look and now I have something fun and quick to do in between exports!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://play.typeracer.com/" target="_blank"&gt;TypeRacer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-5971045948617051012?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/5971045948617051012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=5971045948617051012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/5971045948617051012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/5971045948617051012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2008/05/typeracer.html' title='TypeRacer'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-723774226758174752</id><published>2008-04-14T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T20:15:08.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vulcan 500</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/Vulcan500/?action=view&amp;current=Vulcan_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px;" src="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/Vulcan500/?action=view&amp;current=Vulcan_002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone declare this day (or actually Saturday 4/14) a holiday!  I finally got myself a motorcycle.  Its a used 2005 Vulcan 500.  Picked it up at &lt;a href="http://www.tcpowersports.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Temple City Power Sports&lt;/a&gt; in San Gabriel.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a cute story that goes with this motorcycle already.  When we arrived at the dealer it was sitting there outside next to the other used vehicles.  Looked at it, not too shabby.  Definately a lot better looking than the last Vulcan we looked at.  But unlike the last Vulcan we looked at we hoped that this one sounded much better.  Unfortunately it would be 7 hours before we could hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let me go get the key!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 2 hours of trying to find the key they decided that it may be lost for good and that they were going to call a &lt;a href="http://www.rageroo-celeb-movies.com/tour/rageroo/A/AMY%20YASBECK/ROBIN%20HOOD%20MEN%20IN%20TIGHTS/Rageroo-Amy_Yasbeck-Robin_Hood_Men_In_Tights-01.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;lock smith.&lt;/a&gt;  After about a half hour or so they decided to go to a lock smith because it was just going to take &lt;a href="http://www.cartoonstock.com/newscartoons/cartoonists/tzu/lowres/tzun224l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; way too long&lt;/a&gt; for one to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were waiting I tried on every single women's jacket (and some mens) and gloves on at the store.  What was even more amazing was that I found a pair of gloves that &lt;a href="http://www.bigredwolf.com/projects/aceventura/aceventura1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;managed to fit me.&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here, try these ones on, I haven't had one person fit them yet."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels a little tight around the palm area, but everything else seemed to fit okay.  And if I do manage to loose a bit more weight, it'd probably be in my &lt;a href="http://www.cel-ebration.com/WDCC%20NIGHTMARE%20JACK%20I.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;fingers.&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy with the key finally came back, but the motorcycle still wasn't running.  They took it out back and futzed around with it.  What took so long for them to troubleshoot the problem was that the guy who does the troubleshooting either wasn't there or was busy with another bike and they had to wait for him.  But when the guy did manage to find that something was wrong with the battery so they had to repalce it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chano and I decided to walk around even MORE in the tiny store, trying on every single motorcycle and atv they owned.  Did I tell you it was blinkin' &lt;a href="http://files.redvsblue.com/web/images/comic/RT_Comic_Ep102_Dine.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;hot as all hell&lt;/a&gt; that day?  100+ So we were mostly limited to the motorcycles inside the building.  We did go outside for a bit here and there but not too often.  And unfortunately we kept thinking they were ALMOST done with the motorcycle so we stuck around.  Also, there was no where to walk to either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after they started putting the motorcycles away to close up shop the motorcycle was ready to be looked at.  We determined that it ran a little rough but we thought because it had to do with how LONG the bike must have been sitting there on the lot.  About an hour after the shop closed was when we put the motorcycle on the truck.  For our dedication? we each got two tshirts, free brakes for the bike, and a discount on the merchandise we bought from the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 LONG hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-723774226758174752?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/723774226758174752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=723774226758174752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/723774226758174752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/723774226758174752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2008/04/vulcan-500.html' title='Vulcan 500'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-2029057449813440260</id><published>2008-04-10T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T17:11:38.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nerf Yoga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.entertainmentearth.com/images/AUTOIMAGES/HNR45580lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.entertainmentearth.com/images/AUTOIMAGES/HNR45580lg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/wck/113562183/" target="_blank"&gt;I was shooting a coworker with my NERF gun.&lt;/a&gt; The first two shots weren't very powerful but I managed to bounce the balls off the floor and ping him in the leg.  The last shot however was so over the top that it went flying between two desks. I decided that I was going to retrieve my ammo after the lecture that I was supposed to be paying attention to.&lt;br /&gt;During the remainder of my lecture though the coworker I was shooting decided to pick up one of my ammo off the floor and chuck it at me! That's cheating damn it! Thats like picking up a used bullet off the battle field and throwing it at your enemy in hopes that it may bury itself deep within their gut. &lt;a href="http://www.jokes2go.com/jokes/9853.html" target="_blank"&gt;Lame!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lecture I went to where I overshot my third round and it is no where to be seen. I think it fell into a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dimension_X_(TMNT)" target="_blank"&gt;different dimention.&lt;/a&gt; I should have followed the three-second rule and went after it before it fell into the &lt;a href="http://enscreenshots.softonic.com/s2en/52000/52820/3_TES4_Oblivion_Gate03.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;portal of oblivion.&lt;/a&gt; Maybe it'll show up one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/blankartist/13395142/" target="_blank"&gt;I also started yoga this week.&lt;/a&gt; I will be a yogi two times a week (Tuesdays and Thursdays) for the next thirteen weeks at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy am I sore as all hell. First day wasn't too bad really. Definately got stretched out, and the next day I was sore behind my legs. Though some spumoni at &lt;a href="http://www.osf.com/" target="_blank"&gt;The Old Spagetti Factory&lt;/a&gt; definately helped. Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day, it was a different teacher and damn did she work us! My shoulders, legs, back....ouchie. But today's lesson was more on muscle toning rather than stretching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really excited about yoga actually. I had tried it at home (using the exercisetv) and I didn't really get into it. Mostly because I was afraid of hurting myself and it wasn't very interactive. But I can tell that these classes will seriously help with my back me thinks. Building muscle in the front side and backside will definately help relieve pressure. Loving the meditating though. Mmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-2029057449813440260?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/2029057449813440260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=2029057449813440260' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/2029057449813440260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/2029057449813440260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2008/04/nerf-yoga.html' title='Nerf Yoga'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-1686938135377452963</id><published>2008-03-31T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T00:05:35.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock Band</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/rock_band.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px;" src="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/rock_band.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a semi-ridiculous night at &lt;a href="http://www.anaheimoc.org/member_details/member_detail.asp?memberID=3665" target="_blank"&gt;D&amp;B at The Block,&lt;/a&gt; a group of us, with our amazingly fake IDs decided to head to a friend's house to drink and play Rock Band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had played Guitar Hero a few times at work, but thought it was so-so.  Mostly because my fingers would kinda &lt;a href="http://www.nationalarthritis.com/images/image%20links/hand-arthritis-image.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;cramp&lt;/a&gt; trying to stretch to press the farthest buttons.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I figured I'd try it out.  For the first few rounds I decided to observe the drunken animals beat, strum and squawk. Then I was offered the sticks.  The drums are a lot harder than the guitar on easy.  &lt;a href="http://cache.viewimages.com/xc/2817327.jpg?v=1&amp;c=ViewImages&amp;k=2&amp;d=17A4AD9FDB9CF193CC300C081D9F4700836513D7216CCEB2E436BA45D35D5EE1E30A760B0D811297" target="_blank"&gt;I think because I'm retarded&lt;/a&gt;  and kept tapping the &lt;a href="http://www.painetworks.com/photos/gn/gn0606.JPG" target="_blank"&gt;wrong colored circle.&lt;/a&gt;   But what was amazing was that I decided to karaoke it up, and take hold of the mic.  Good thing everyone was decently buzzed or concentrating on their own rhythem that they didn't truly hear me &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/results?search_query=loser%2C+american+idol&amp;search_type=" target="_blank"&gt;rasp.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I'm seriously wanting to buy this game.  &lt;a href="http://www.kaboodle.com/slanteye14/video-games.html" target="_blank"&gt;(I inserted it in my Kaboodle.)&lt;/a&gt;  (wow, that sounded so wrong.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-1686938135377452963?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/1686938135377452963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=1686938135377452963' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/1686938135377452963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/1686938135377452963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2008/03/rock-band.html' title='Rock Band'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-6503155482165034324</id><published>2008-03-06T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T16:28:44.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Army of Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media2.playstadium.dk/img/kbj/nyheder/army.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://media2.playstadium.dk/img/kbj/nyheder/army.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chano was trying to be sneaky!  I just have this sixth sense when he buys things.  Or it could be for the past two weeks I've been saying I want to buy &lt;a href="http://www.ea.com/armyoftwo/index.jsp" target="_blank"&gt;Army of Two.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I haven't played through all of it but so far it seems okay.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Gate and Door. &lt;br /&gt;This could have been a little more intuitive. I mean, I got it after I spent a minute trying ot figure out why the "A" button wasn't working, and when my partner went up to the same area that I did the "A" button didn't do anything either.  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/goldberg/229551714/" target="_blank"&gt;Maybe the first gate you come across should have glowing buttons on either side of the door.&lt;/a&gt;  Or maybe I just missed some dialog that told me there were two buttons.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The environment doesn't seem to take advantage of the two players.&lt;br /&gt;The game boasts about how you can flank your enemies when you play with your partner, but its hard when its such a &lt;a href="http://ignitenow.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/two_in_doggie_door.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;linear hallway.&lt;/a&gt;  Not that you want to get too far from your partner just in case they go down &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uSuDNXWNIRY/Rgvy3WR3d8I/AAAAAAAAAO4/ZpjCz-cPGaI/s1600-h/wallpaper_02.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;(mainly me since I just LOVE to be the center of attention in a fire fight.)&lt;/a&gt;  But a lot of the time there is only one way to get to your destination, not much flanking can be done if there is only one stair case to climb.  I just kind of hope that as the game progresses the levels encourage more than one way to get around your enemy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left or Right Handed?&lt;br /&gt;I can see that they tried to get the character to automatically adjust himself if he was standing at a wall with an opening to his left, but honestly, its just not enough.  It never did it when I needed it to.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camera.  &lt;br /&gt;Kinda hate that when I go down, I can't see much as my partner is trying to grab my body.  At one point his body became transparent so I could see, but most of the time it wasn't and I couldn't defend us as he stumbled to grab my body.  Actually I had problems looking through him if he were standing right behind me.  My camera would just be looking at his back.&lt;br /&gt;The back-to-back swinging camera intro sucks.   &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=7wm5-G23nx4&amp;feature=related" target="_blank"&gt;I always get discombobulated every time that camera goes swinging.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aim.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have a problem with this actually. I think its just silly for me that I find myself trying to use the controls like its Gears of War. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dialog.&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinematics.&lt;br /&gt;Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lobby Cinematic?&lt;br /&gt;Boring.  I mean, the "still" shots look great n' all, but ultimately its boring because there is no animation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall I'm liking the game.  Maybe because I've also been itching to play something new.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-6503155482165034324?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/6503155482165034324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=6503155482165034324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/6503155482165034324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/6503155482165034324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2008/03/army-of-two.html' title='Army of Two'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-8350844996133203196</id><published>2008-03-03T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T17:16:57.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fabric Softener Sheet</title><content type='html'>Unfortunately the time had come to take a break from gaming.  I had to finish laundry otherwise I was going to work naked.  So as I was folding laundry last night I thought about a spam email I got ages ago about the different things you could use fabric softner sheets for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fairly practical uses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Store one with your blankets so they don't smell musty when you dig them out years later.  Something about it keeps months at bay as well.&lt;br /&gt;- Rubbing it on your cloths to get rid of static.  (who'd of thunk!)&lt;br /&gt;- Remove soap scum off shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rd.com/tools-and-quizzes/extraordinary-uses/extraordinary-uses-for-fabric-softener-sheets/article.html" target="_blank"&gt;Here's a list from Reader's Digest.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(btw...did you notice, that last link opened up a new window!  Thanks Sandra for the suggestion, and Alvin for hookin' me up with your &lt;a href="http://www.nerdtests.com/phpBB2/images/avatars/3254418144367c69edd1ed.gif" target="_blank"&gt;skillz.&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started thinking....what other types of things could you use with a fabric softener?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I only really thought up of two things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Replace deodorant with sheets of fabric softener.  Not only are your armpits &lt;a href="http://www.shoplet.com/office/limages/PGC80168.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;Spring Time Fresh,&lt;/a&gt;  but they static free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Put one in your panties.  Not only will it help with the musty odor but will help defrazzle your pubes!  Though I'm wondering if your pubes and the fabric sheet will act more like &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/artsyscience/51311029/" target="_blank"&gt;velcro.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-8350844996133203196?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/8350844996133203196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=8350844996133203196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/8350844996133203196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/8350844996133203196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2008/03/fabric-softener.html' title='Fabric Softener Sheet'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-5996636684356804288</id><published>2008-02-25T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T15:10:02.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Navi Future</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.tmcnet.com/usubmit/images/2006/aug/tomtom1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://images.tmcnet.com/usubmit/images/2006/aug/tomtom1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While driving on my way to work today, a van on the farthest right lane decided that's not where it wanted to be and made its way to the farthest left lane to make a left.  Apparently this person has NO idea that its okay to make a U-Turn.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I can't wait until all cars all come standard with GPS (or people buy the stick-on-your-dashboard kind).  Then we'll have less people stopping traffic in order to get to the farthest opposite lane.  Or at least, that's my hope.  Lots of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As these GPS(esssses? [more than one GPS!])  become popular, they will have a better voice variety.  I hope that they come out with a "Dumb-ass" voice.  Not in the sense that the voice speaking to the driver is dumb sounding, but they remind their driver to be aware about their surroundings.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are people passing you on the right?"&lt;br /&gt;"Is there a line of 5 or more cars behind you while there are none in front of you?"  (&lt;a href="http://www.dmv.ca.gov/pubs/dl600.pdf"&gt;DMV says, "Move It!"&lt;/a&gt; (page 20, Turnout Areas and Lanes)Sure it says 2-lane HWY, but I think it should be applied to lanes farthest left)&lt;br /&gt;"Stop tapping your brake, your making your passengers motion sick, and the person behind you paranoid and frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;"You don't have to actually look at your passenger to talk to them.  Keep your eyes on the road."&lt;br /&gt;"Don't make me drive this thing!"&lt;br /&gt;"Don't pace other cars."&lt;br /&gt;"You defeat the purpose of being in the carpool lane."&lt;br /&gt;"You left your drink on the top of your car."&lt;br /&gt;"Look behind you before you drive in that direction."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually that last one is a good one. SUVs and larger vehicles are coming out with sensors now that let you know that there is something behind you, just in case you can't see.  The problem is, a lot of people don't look anyway.  I think this would be another great standard feature on all cars.  And like voice variety, it would be great if they had sound warning varieties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Child Screaming&lt;br /&gt;/Train Horn&lt;br /&gt;/Screeching Car&lt;br /&gt;/Car Accident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images4.wikia.nocookie.net/gearsofwar/images/thumb/6/6e/Wretch.JPG/250px-Wretch.JPG"&gt;/Wretches&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-5996636684356804288?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/5996636684356804288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=5996636684356804288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/5996636684356804288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/5996636684356804288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2008/02/navi-future.html' title='Navi Future'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-8807756152455504065</id><published>2008-02-23T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T02:24:06.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sega Master System</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/b9/Ms1v1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/b9/Ms1v1.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up I remember taking long, what felt like hours and hours and hours worth of driving to go to my grandma's in Lake Elsinore.  So, it really only took about 1-2 hours, but it felt like forever when your like 6!  But a bunch of us would all go out there and visit my grandma and grandpa for whatever occasion, but I remember my uncle had this console.  Black, sleek....flashy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a SEGA MASTER SYSTEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/9/96/Spy_vs_spy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/9/96/Spy_vs_spy.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousins and I used to play Spy vs. Spy.  Man, was that the shit!  Okay, well, I'm pretty sure I didn't say it that way at the time.  I probably said something along the lines of, &lt;a href="http://www.britfilms.tv/images/news/Ace%20Ventura.jpg"&gt;"cool." &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty fun, going into rooms, setting up traps, and hoping that the other spy (my cousin) would accidently run into them!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, finding this picture made me realize, WOW it looked horrible!  er, well, NOW it does.  Anyways, I was reading on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spy_vs._Spy_%28computer_game%29"&gt;Wiki&lt;/a&gt; that they also remade the game for the Nintendo GameBoy Color?!  But I'll mostly assume that it didnt' have the same game play as the Master System.  And I thought that was pretty fun.  Whoa whoa, I am TOTALLY going to suggest my company to make this game for the Nintendo DS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!  Here's a great site that lists a ton of consoles throughout the ages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vidgame.net/"&gt;www.VidGame.net &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-8807756152455504065?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/8807756152455504065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=8807756152455504065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/8807756152455504065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/8807756152455504065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2008/02/sega-master-system.html' title='Sega Master System'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-5156941469983066373</id><published>2008-02-20T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T10:49:23.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Facts! 1</title><content type='html'>About me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In no particular order or rank:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I hate AIM.  I hate it because video NEVER works.  "Unknown Failure"  I think its AOL's excuse of not wanting to fix AIM so the people are "forced" to either live with a crappy program, or get the actual AOL messenger, which I'd imagine is just as shitty except you get cute little emotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I have an eye type phobia.  I can see peoples heads chopped off but as soon as I see someone damage the eyeball &lt;a href="http://www.everythingweird.com/images/eyeball.jpg"&gt;I can't really look.&lt;/a&gt;  I want to.  Kind of like how you step on a snail and you don't want to see the guts cause its gross, but you wanna cause its interesting?  Like that.  Except I can FEEL the uncomfortableness of the poor destroyed eyeball.  I grab for mine.  Hold it.  Let it know its going to be okay.  And the only way I'll eat an eyeball is if the animal is so small I'm eatting the whole body anyway.  Otherwise NO....NO eyeball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Won't eat brains either.  Not entirely sure why.  Maybe a moral thing?  Maybe I'm afraid the situation is going to turn out like &lt;a href="http://i.ehow.com/images/GlobalPhoto/Articles/2037291/monkeybrains_Full.jpg"&gt;Indian Jones and the Temple of Doom.&lt;/a&gt;  Could also be that I'm afraid of the chemicals that are in brains...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I have a TV!  47 inches.  It gets only 3 n' a half channels.  No cable.  Pretty much its a gaming/movie display.  Though I don't play on it, I play on my computer monitors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I have dual monitors.  I can never ever ever ever go back to a single monitor ever again.  It feels so cramped.  &lt;a href="http://w5.cs.uni-sb.de/~butz/teaching/ie-ss03/papers/HCIinSF/pictures/image014.jpg"&gt;I need to spread out my pr0n.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://b6.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/00545/67/84/545414876_l.jpg"&gt;Halo.  I can kick some ass.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I have a long tongue, but I can't touch my nose with it.  It just doesn't bend that way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I wear underwear!   Okay, so I have gone commando before.  Went swimming with my cousin one day, but I was supposed to volunteer at our local hospital.  (I was a candy striper.)  I was going to go straight from her house to the hospital.  I forgot my undies cause &lt;a href="http://images.buycostumes.com/mgen/merchandiser/31986.jpg"&gt;I had worn my bathing suit underneath my clothes.&lt;/a&gt;  /sigh   Definately an interesting feeling.  The pants were white...a little see through....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-5156941469983066373?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/5156941469983066373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=5156941469983066373' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/5156941469983066373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/5156941469983066373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2008/02/fun-facts-1.html' title='Fun Facts! 1'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-4295829981564177135</id><published>2008-02-19T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T17:37:22.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got A Car Alarm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.maildogmanager.com/pics/bakery/20_25img1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.maildogmanager.com/pics/bakery/20_25img1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Valentine's my man got me a car alarm!  So, now I don't have to make the "beep beep!" noise myself.  As much fun as I had making the noise I was always afraid that someone might figure out that I didn't actually have one.  Now I'm not afraid of loosing all my precious objects in my car.  Which is pretty much just my radio.  Everything else is paper, or a micro-fiber rag.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past three day weekend was busy and long.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I was supposed to go out with my cousin, but she and her friend's canceled on me.  &lt;a href="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/2486733/2/istockphoto_2486733_crying_baby_girl.jpg"&gt;No big deal though.&lt;/a&gt;  I took that day to go get the car alarm, and buy some much needed clothes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Chano and I spent the day cleaning out the garage.  I really wish I had taken a "before" picture.  So then you could have seen the wall of junk that was piled.  I think we managed to get through a quarter of the garage.  Which is an amazing amount!  We filled up two garbage cans worth of trash.  "Found" two sets of wheels and a pair.  And realized that this will probably last only a couple months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday we went back out the garage and gave all the wheels a bath, took picture and posted them online for sale.  Since we had the hose out we decided to give the CRX a much needed bath.  We decided to use a vaccum that we recovered from the garage's belly.  Turned on.  Though Chano had already known that there was no belt in it, so the brush didn't spin.  But there was minimal suck-age coming through the attachment hose.  Then we discovered how caked the filters were.  It looked like it was used in an industrial warehouse.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I JUST realized how boring I really am....talking about a vaccum!  I need a life, and a better subject apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://anon.doubleclick.edgesuite.net/anon.doubleclick/cms/ElectronicArts/tiberium/right.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px;" src="http://anon.doubleclick.edgesuite.net/anon.doubleclick/cms/ElectronicArts/tiberium/right.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this past week I took a trip down to Electronic Arts in LA for a presentation on their new game &lt;a href="http://www.ea.com/tiberium/home.jsp"&gt;Tiberium.&lt;/a&gt;   Told us the story that takes place with some imagery in the background of the storyteller. It's a FPS with abilities to command troops.  I know there is a game out there like that, and for the life of me I can't remember what it is!  Driving me nuts!  I spent the last five minutes trying to remember, and then I gave up because I realized &lt;a href="http://funnies.com/decfunny/nose_pick.jpg"&gt;I have better things to do&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't decided if I liked it yet because I've never played a game like that before, and I'm not entirely sure how well I'd micro manage my team while trying to make sure I have enough ammo for myself.  Since we were able to play the pre-alpha? version, I could already tell you that I was &lt;a href="http://www.game-accessibility.com/pics/controller.jpg"&gt;pressing all the wrong buttons &lt;/a&gt;due to other FPS that I play.  I find that I was having problems remembering &lt;a href="http://www.cartoonstock.com/newscartoons/cartoonists/ksm/lowres/ksmn860l.jpg"&gt;where I left my men&lt;/a&gt;, and that I don't have unlimited ammo.  Despite running into a crowd of enemies ultimately unarmed, &lt;a href="http://www.datenform.de/map14_1000.jpg"&gt;no idea where I am&lt;/a&gt; (due to a map bug...I couldn't get map to open!), or where back up is, I won the multi-player match.  I was quite proud of myself thank you very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-4295829981564177135?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/4295829981564177135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=4295829981564177135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/4295829981564177135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/4295829981564177135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-got-car-alarm.html' title='I Got A Car Alarm'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-9055933078125361577</id><published>2008-01-08T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T23:04:57.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Week Into 2008</title><content type='html'>Happy New Years....a bit late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This years resolution is to just give up soda entirely.  For two years (not this past one) my skin was real dry.  Mostly on my arms and a bit on my chest.  Almost....dark, like a &lt;a href="http://uploads.filecabin.com/pictures/badtan.jpg"&gt;bad tan&lt;/a&gt;.  Anyways, last year about this time I decided to give up soda.  I didn't drink it for most of the year, and within that time my skin cleared up!  Amazing.  Then the end of the year holidays came around.  Actually my holiday started at the end of October with the welcoming of Halloween.  So within these past 3 months I have been having soda.  And my skin...again, freaks out.  its only on my arms this time, but it almost &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/maigh/360531661/"&gt;looked like a rash&lt;/a&gt;...hell...or even a fungas because it was dry and a little red.  For the past two weeks I haven't been drinking soda and my skin has cleared up again.  So, now...no more soda.  At least...maybe only sips here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, to try to get back on that &lt;a href="http://www.dork.tv/view/Girl+Falls+Off+Treadmill.html"&gt;damned treadmill again.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figured I'll try to get on it after work.  However, this week and last week has been a bear at work.  I came home around 10pm.  geh, 12 hour days....  Looks like it will be this way for the rest of the week.  And quite possibly the following week as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-9055933078125361577?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/9055933078125361577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=9055933078125361577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/9055933078125361577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/9055933078125361577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2008/01/second-week-into-2008.html' title='Second Week Into 2008'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-2143846638193044562</id><published>2007-12-27T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T00:04:44.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation</title><content type='html'>I'm on vacation!&lt;br /&gt;I've been off since Friday the 21st and don't have to go back until the 2nd!  &lt;br /&gt;I'd like to say that its been nice and relaxing, but so far, it really hasn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Shopping shopping shopping the days before Christmas.  Of course it was my dad trying to figure out what to get my mom.  He finally decided on a new car alarm for her car.  Her old remote had broken and no longer could be attached to a keychain.  This new one looks much like a teeny-weenie cell phone.  It's cute!  It displays where her car was breached during a break in or if it was hit.  It pages you to let you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas day during the day was spent at my parents house.  We opened tons of gifts.  Chano, his gargantuine stocking!  4ft high people...  Then for dinner we went to Chano's sister's house.  We just chilled, played some Wii and a jigsaw puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not entirely sure what I'm going to be doing this New Years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-2143846638193044562?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/2143846638193044562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=2143846638193044562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/2143846638193044562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/2143846638193044562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2007/12/vacation.html' title='Vacation'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-3849138352201803068</id><published>2007-11-14T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T20:50:33.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Karen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://familyfun.go.com/Resources/Features/Activities/dony0800pokemon_cupcakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://familyfun.go.com/Resources/Features/Activities/dony0800pokemon_cupcakes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday Karen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was an insanely long day at work today. Not only did I FINALLY finish adding arm deformations to one of our charaters (it took a long ass time because for some reason any time I decide to copy weights or add new joints random verticies decide to completely weight to the wrong bone) but my ass deflated. I sat in a meeting reviewing cinematics for 4 1/2 hours! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so &lt;a href="http://www.cartoonstock.com/newscartoons/cartoonists/tpr/lowres/tprn85l.jpg"&gt;brain dead &lt;/a&gt;right now I can't figure out what I originally wanted to write about. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-3849138352201803068?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/3849138352201803068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=3849138352201803068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/3849138352201803068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/3849138352201803068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-birthday-karen.html' title='Happy Birthday Karen!'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-570566192246726510</id><published>2007-11-07T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T17:05:50.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's only November?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myextralife.com/strips/06-10-2005.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px;" src="http://www.myextralife.com/strips/06-10-2005.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy smokes, we're creeping on 3 years here.  Also, its been 6 months that I've been living with Chano.  I mentioned this to him.  I told him that it's nice that I haven't felt like &lt;a href="http://www.myextralife.com/archive.php?date=2003-01-05"&gt;I've needed to kill him yet. &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are uneventful lately.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;a href="http://www.medievaltimes.com/"&gt;Medieval Times&lt;/a&gt; for Grandma Dora's birthday.  Again, our knight didn't win.  Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween was a blast!  I need to post some pictures soon. The Garcias decided to join us this year for the first time.  They are hooked, and will definately be back for next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busted an Aunty Sis move the other day.  Got a Christmas gift.  Although Aunty Sis is usually finished by &lt;a href="http://www.christmasinjuly.info/"&gt;July. &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'm still looking for little gifts for our Christmas basket.  I found my theme, now, what to buy that isn't expensive!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been to a few get togethers recently.  Lotta people I hadn't seen in a while.  &lt;a href="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sctm/v158/132/22/30601889/n30601889_31451261_2224.jpg"&gt;Nice to catch up on some things.&lt;/a&gt;  I was pretty NOT sober in that picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, yeah thats about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-570566192246726510?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/570566192246726510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=570566192246726510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/570566192246726510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/570566192246726510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-only-november.html' title='It&apos;s only November?'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-2049226104120849913</id><published>2007-09-10T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T15:30:12.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicole's Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/107/305983039_508680a512.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/107/305983039_508680a512.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught the damn bouquet.  I wasn't really sober, and I clumbsily stuck my hand out and closed my fist and BAM....a fricken flower hit it.  Everyone's been teasing us anyway about &lt;a href="http://cache.gizmodo.com/archives/images/playstation_cake.jpg"&gt;us getting married&lt;/a&gt;.  Earlier this month I sent out an email called "Suprise!" and it was just about some comic strip I love.  But my aunty thought it was about me announcing my engagement.  Chano, replied with, &lt;a href="http://cache.defamer.com/hollywood/halo-delivery.jpg"&gt;"oh? who are you engaged to?!"&lt;/a&gt;  So, this just pretty much just made my hole 6 feet deeper.  He said I should have &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=OwMBWoKf9d0"&gt;jumped the other way.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-2049226104120849913?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/2049226104120849913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=2049226104120849913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/2049226104120849913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/2049226104120849913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2007/09/nicoles-wedding.html' title='Nicole&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-6753620353254129201</id><published>2007-09-05T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T11:01:46.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crash Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://z.about.com/d/inventors/1/0/X/M/vincedummy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://z.about.com/d/inventors/1/0/X/M/vincedummy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking a quick crash course in driving manual again.  I'm spending a horrid amount of &lt;a href="http://static.firedoglake.com/2006/08/money_burning.jpg"&gt;money&lt;/a&gt; on gas for the Titan.  So I was talking it over with Chano and he'll be driving the Titan instead and I the CRX.  He doesn't have far to drive just yet, so it'll be better for him to take the Titan.  The CRX will save me tons of money, but I got to get used to a car that doesn't have any &lt;a href="http://www.littleants.com/Haba/Toddler/push%20car.jpg"&gt;giddy-up&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this Friday I'll be driving around a bit trying to find Nicole a &lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/103/295612093_65854a8635.jpg?v=0"&gt;wedding gift.&lt;/a&gt;  Then Saturday I'll be driving the CRX to Lake Elsinore for her wedding.  If you see a little white car that fell off the side of the road, that is probably me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another decision as made last night.  And I agreed with Chano that I wasn't going to like it.  We have to &lt;a href="http://www.electrobeans.de/bilder/20051011_ninja.jpg"&gt;sell the Ninja&lt;/a&gt;.  No more late night flying through trees, slashing people's curtins...  I am so bummed.  But with that money we can get rid of some bills.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a quick tally, and we realized with both our debt combined, we are &lt;a href="http://l.yimg.com/www.flickr.com/images/spaceball.gif"&gt;Captain Planet! &lt;/a&gt;  Although Chano assured me that we'll get at least his stuff paid off by the time he graduates.  PAH!  Though I don't think the word "assured" is what I was feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-6753620353254129201?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/6753620353254129201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=6753620353254129201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/6753620353254129201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/6753620353254129201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-taking-quick-crash-course-in-driving.html' title='Crash Test'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-6202786077889002767</id><published>2007-08-23T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T20:18:16.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/180/454494396_9afb8c3607.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/180/454494396_9afb8c3607.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all pretty much packed up and re' to go! Well, at least I know I am!  Although I refrained from taking things into work since I wasn't sure how long I would actually be at Collective.  Some people had boxes worth of things.  I had one box.  and I think I could count all the things in it with &lt;a href="http://crazyshit.com/site/pics/images/hand_082307.jpg"&gt;two hands.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took Chano's motorcycle out around the neighborhood while he was out at school.  I went around a couple times and I realize, I get &lt;a href="http://www.rapidphase.co.za/imgs/illustrations/bored-stoned.jpg"&gt;bored real fast&lt;/a&gt;.  I did learn how to shift better than the other day when I took it out at a parking lot.  We weren't sure how I would handle the weight and height since its fairly heavy for my shit-tacular back and &lt;a href="http://www.sevenseven.com/putnam/photography-videostills/images/stilts.jpg"&gt;vertically challeneged legs&lt;/a&gt;.  It was okay, though stopping it kind of scary since I can't really reach the ground.  Reminds me of being on the dirtbike.  Except that the &lt;a href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0Je5x92TM5GNAMBxRajzbkF/SIG=12bhk5vrt/EXP=1188011510/**http%3A//users.raketnet.nl/topsy5/road%2520rash-front.jpg"&gt;concrete&lt;/a&gt; will stop you instead of a soft pillow of gravel.  I wanted to take it out around the main street but I figure Chano probably isn't too comfortable with that because of the issues I have.  I tried texting him to see what he said, but he is either paying attention in class or &lt;a href="http://cs.trinity.edu/~jmarsha2/Tight/Cartoons/Cartoon2.jpg"&gt;fell asleep&lt;/a&gt;. Either way he didn't respond.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-6202786077889002767?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/6202786077889002767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=6202786077889002767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/6202786077889002767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/6202786077889002767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2007/08/joy-ride.html' title='Joy Ride'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-4328739036265153701</id><published>2007-08-22T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T12:03:46.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July - August</title><content type='html'>Hm, what have I been up to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July:&lt;br /&gt;4th of July was spent both at my parents house and Chano's. Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was in New Mexico for my cousin's wedding.  That was real nice.  It lightly sprinkled during the ceremony.  And then late in the night during the reception a &lt;a href="http://israelstorms.netfirms.com/04-05/050422_0200_Samaria_Lightning.jpg"&gt;lightning storm arrived&lt;/a&gt;.  Our DJ (another one of my cousins) said, "you know who's from California.  They are the ones standing outside in the rain "oooing and awwwing" waiting to get electrocuted!"  Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August:&lt;br /&gt;Went to Vegas with my cousin for her bachlorette party.  Krazy.  I think we need to do it again.  For uh...her not-so-bachlorette party!  bah, do we really need an excuse?!  Of course we had to check out &lt;a href="http://www.snappyprof.com/news/downund/thunder.jpg"&gt;Thunder From Down Under&lt;/a&gt; while we were at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought my a 91 Honda CRX from my cousin.  &lt;a href="http://www.warehousemotors.com/item_images/221-40197-597.jpg"&gt;Looks like this.&lt;/a&gt; Something to &lt;a href="http://www.nightscribe.com/Entertainment/images/GAS_PRICES_ARM_LEG_1st_BORN_web.jpg"&gt;save some gas money&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also managed to some how make time for Daniel Mullowney before he moved up to Seattle for the next couple years.  Figure it'd be a while before I take a trip up in that direction anyway.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got in touch with Jovel Crisostomo this past weekend as well.  I hadn't seen her since we graduated &lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/144/327533706_34a493f135.jpg?v=0"&gt;CAMS&lt;/a&gt;.  It was fun getting caught up.  Since her man lives in the area, hopefully we can get together more often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-4328739036265153701?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/4328739036265153701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=4328739036265153701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/4328739036265153701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/4328739036265153701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2007/08/hm-what-have-i-been-up-to-july-4th-of.html' title='July - August'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-7576632317971869381</id><published>2007-06-28T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T21:39:30.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Z'Tejas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/169/406471265_d8a26da187.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/169/406471265_d8a26da187.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great tasting restaurant that &lt;a href="http://www.ztejas.com/index.php"&gt;I definately recommend&lt;/a&gt;.  Ricky showed me the wonders of their appetizers!  The closest one that I know of is at &lt;a href="http://www.southcoastplaza.com/"&gt;South Coast Plaza. &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was pretty frustrating today.  &lt;a href="http://www.computersonline.com.au/images/computer_fire.jpg"&gt;Maya kept crashing every 2 minutes&lt;/a&gt;.  So, I figured I thought I'd outsmart it by saving every minute.  But, for whatever reason it wasn't even saving!  So, I called some people, they fixed the problem and I went home.  I was so frustrated &lt;a href="http://www.ptialaska.net/~sturm/Broken_bone.gif"&gt;my back was killing me&lt;/a&gt;, so I gave the computer the finger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-7576632317971869381?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/7576632317971869381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=7576632317971869381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/7576632317971869381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/7576632317971869381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2007/06/ztejas.html' title='Z&apos;Tejas'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-6334385386591330058</id><published>2007-06-22T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T00:49:22.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sandra!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.worldofwarcraft.com/news/images/05-09/wowcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.worldofwarcraft.com/news/images/05-09/wowcake.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was originally going to find a picture of something related to &lt;a href="http://arachne6.berkeley.edu/news/berkeleyan/2002/03/images/fire.jpg"&gt;lab work&lt;/a&gt;, but realized that WoW was probably a better theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've been DAMNED busy with work.  Milestone.  I was staying at work until about 9pm.  SUCKS!  &lt;a href="http://www.dresslerphoto.com/Site%20Images/Headers/WEB%20Scans/recent%20work/working%20late.jpg"&gt;But, whatever needs to get done...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wish that the whole job concept didn't take so much out of the weekdays!  At least at Collective I sit next to a window so I get to see the light outside.  Not that it means anything.  &lt;a href="http://www.sunshinedna.com/wp-images/Sun/sun2.jpg"&gt;The sun looks so warm and inviting lately.&lt;/a&gt;  It feels like a &lt;a href="http://www.thewe.cc/thewei/&amp;_/images7/valued_life/meat_is_murder.jpe"&gt;meat locker&lt;/a&gt; at my desk though because the AC aims right down at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be taking a trip to New Mexico the first week of July.  Glad my parents decided to wait a little and have &lt;a href="http://www.chromasia.com/images/international_fireworks_2_b.jpg"&gt;Fourth&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.winsite.com/info/images/21000000038773/fireworks_images.jpg"&gt;of&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://offtheplanet.typepad.com/photos/73rd_tsuchiura_all_japan_/tsuchiura_fireworks_04_21.jpg"&gt;July&lt;/a&gt; here in California.  Though, we're not entirely sure what we are going to do.  Possibly hang out here in Stanton and chill with these neighbors instead.  But, we'll be heading out to NM for my cousin's wedding.  God, hopefully it won't be damn hot out there.  Although I can wish all I want because it sure as hell &lt;a href="http://www.pigwar.com/images/gallery/fire.jpg"&gt;won't be snowing.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-6334385386591330058?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/6334385386591330058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=6334385386591330058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/6334385386591330058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/6334385386591330058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-birthday-sandra.html' title='Happy Birthday Sandra!'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-111805186880388924</id><published>2007-06-04T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T13:08:39.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing To Talk About Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.business-supply.com/product_images/image/TD/I135199_targus-rakgear-slam-carrying-backpack-gray-black-silver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.business-supply.com/product_images/image/TD/I135199_targus-rakgear-slam-carrying-backpack-gray-black-silver.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Today is a great day.  Absolutely nothing to do.  There was a bit of a bottle neck in the pipeline so this morning I have nothing to do.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Today is also Chano's first day at school!  He'll be taking evening classes so, I won't see him when I come home from work.  He'll be there sleeping in class from 6 to 930pm.  So I figure, during that time that he is gone, I can stay a tad later at work and get some things done.  Though we'll see how that goes.  But I was also thinking that I'll have time to myself to get some exercise time in.  Apparently I couldn't get my ass up in the morning.  I cherish being next to Chano as long as possible.  &lt;a href="http://english-ch.com/images/topic/susan/cold%20feet.jpg"&gt;Plus, its damn cold in the morning&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     This last Friday I did manage to get real early though.  Someone declare that day a Holiday!  I got up super early to get to the DMV when it opens.  When I got there I was amazed to find it almost empty.  And here I was expecting to find a ginormous line of people.  I got in, and got out quick. Now I have my M1 (motorcycle) license.  So, here I have this license and no bike to ride!  I wonder how long I have to wait until get enough mula to buy me one.  The problem is trying to find a decently powered bike that isn't &lt;a href="http://www.f-b-c.de/Pocket_Bike/einzinger.jpg"&gt;so damn tall.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-111805186880388924?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/111805186880388924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=111805186880388924' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/111805186880388924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/111805186880388924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2007/06/nothing-to-talk-about-today.html' title='Nothing To Talk About Today!'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-5211487944481825277</id><published>2007-05-01T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T17:09:42.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Borg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.igda.org/studios/images/collective.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.igda.org/studios/images/collective.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I belong to The Collective now.&lt;br /&gt;So far so good it seems.  Mostly because the first day I had no computer so I had nothing to do.  And today was dedicated to updating everything from the server.  /looks at watch.  It's been a couple hours now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like work here will be a challenge.  Not a bad one.  Definately a fun and learning intensive.  I never thought I would EVER EVER EVER ever ever ever touch programing.  And what happens?  I NEED to learn MEL.  /crosses fingers  Let us hope that I don't fall asleep during the lectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone here is real nice.  Plenty of eye-candy.  Colorful building on the inside, although the noise of the airport outside floods the inside once in a while.  I wonder how air traffic will be at the new building?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-5211487944481825277?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/5211487944481825277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=5211487944481825277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/5211487944481825277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/5211487944481825277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2007/05/borg.html' title='The Borg'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-4001359514336281541</id><published>2007-04-23T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T18:15:50.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish List...</title><content type='html'>So, I was told that maybe I should make a Wish List for my birthday this year.  I'm guessing it was a hint so she could see what she should get me?  I'm pretty embaressed about asking for things for my birthday.  For many reasons.  Mostly because I have expesive tastes, or the things I need are just dumb to ask for as a gift.  I tried really hard to think of things that I would like, but most of the things I thought of were things I needed.  Like shelves, or stupid crap like that. I prefer it being a suprise though.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I came up with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIN : Year Zero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies:&lt;br /&gt;Soylent Green&lt;br /&gt;Cool Runnings&lt;br /&gt;Sphere&lt;br /&gt;Cube&lt;br /&gt;Romeo and Juliet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games:&lt;br /&gt;Yoshi's Island&lt;br /&gt;Dinner Dash&lt;br /&gt;Rayman Raving Rabbids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random:&lt;br /&gt;Earphones (with a decently length cord)&lt;br /&gt;Ferrero Rocher http://www.rocherusa.com/&lt;br /&gt;Colorful Socks! (i'm a size 6.5)&lt;br /&gt;Taboo (or any game that requires many friends to play!)&lt;br /&gt;A bag of Green M&amp;Ms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books:&lt;br /&gt;I need a Bookmark.&lt;br /&gt;Any of the "Pearl Before Swine" comic books&lt;br /&gt;Any "Get Fuzzy" comic books&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-4001359514336281541?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/4001359514336281541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=4001359514336281541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/4001359514336281541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/4001359514336281541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2007/04/wish-list.html' title='Wish List...'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-117644118056408426</id><published>2007-04-12T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T22:14:37.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Contacts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.contactspedia.com/images/ill9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px;" src="http://www.contactspedia.com/images/ill9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone declare this day a national holiday.  Chano got himself contacts.  I knew his vision wasn't the best in the world, but when he had to interrupt me by saying he can actually see that car breaks actually have a shape and not a large blur of red, I was afraid.  And glad that he decided to help his vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course its so he can pass the eye exam for his motorcycle, but hey, hopefully he'll be wearing them fulltime.  He had mentioned that he was really only going to wear it for the exam, because he said that he does not have the ability to put things in his eyes.  He had told me that &lt;a href="http://www.ahajokes.com/cartoon/finger_through_eye.jpg"&gt;he has extreme difficulty&lt;/a&gt; putting eye drops in.  He said it gets everywhere but where it should be.  But I think he sees (literally now) that it isn't too hard to insert the contacts into his eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-117644118056408426?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/117644118056408426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=117644118056408426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/117644118056408426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/117644118056408426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2007/04/contacts.html' title='Contacts'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-117615418483689750</id><published>2007-04-09T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T14:29:44.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Passed Our Classes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.psndealer.com/dealersite/images/ec0135/3402-0088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.psndealer.com/dealersite/images/ec0135/3402-0088.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I was pretty nervous the first day of our training.  There were 13 of us total on Saturday.  I had to choose the cruiser motorcycle because it was one of the lowest bikes.  Of course I can only get the ball of my feet to touch the ground.  But at least both sides could sort of touch at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I was so sore after our first session.  Primarily becuase a lot of the time we had to push our motorcycles, rock them back and forth, and lean them to and fro to get a "feel for it."  &lt;a href="http://www.ontariostrongman.ca/Athletes/gilessharpe/images/cleg01-bus.jpg"&gt;The thing weighs 300+lbs!&lt;/a&gt;  If anything my arms got a real workout.  But the tasks that they had us accomplish were ultimately quite simple.  Learning to use the throttle, and levers, and what not.  Majority of it were common sense things.  The other skills were quite easy since I've ridden dirt bikes for a while now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     And embaressingly I &lt;a href="http://www.motorbike-search-engine.co.uk/05_pics/crash2.jpg"&gt;laid the bike down&lt;/a&gt;.  Instead of pulling forward straight first, then making a u-turn, I tried turning right from idle position.  Stalled and the bike jerked sideways and threw itself at the ground in defeat.  Since I'm so expierenced at &lt;a href="http://www.dirtbikemagazine.com/gallery/crashandburn2.jpg"&gt;falling down on a dirt bike &lt;/a&gt;I knew how to jump off that thing.  I wasn't hurt, but my ego was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Sunday we only had 12 people.  The only person who did not have any sort of motorcycle expierence was asked to retake the first class next week.  No big deal, its a safety issue.  Of course her boyfriend got a little upset and wanted to talk to the instructors as we left.  What was he going to argue?  He wasn't even there to see what kind of riding skills she had.  She was pretty cute by the way.  And not that I was checking her butt out or anything, but I think she would rather come back next week anyway.  She was surfing and it was &lt;a href="http://www.americarx.com/productimages/3700066116cf.gif"&gt;leaking through her pants&lt;/a&gt;.  Pretty embaressing I think.  If anything really gross because she is too old to be having that problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     On Sunday we learned how to properly do a tight u-turn.  Unfortunately my bike had mad issues.  The first bike kept shorting out, so randly it would turn itself off.  Usually while in idle position, so I tried real hard not to stop.  Though that was difficult because some people kept stopping during the exercises when they weren't supposed to.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Particularly some dumb ass who wore camo the first day.  One of the instructors I guess was in the military(?) and when he had seen the guy's pants, he had asked if he was a Marine.  Guy obviously does not know how to lie very well and said yes, sorta.  So he had asked where he was stationed.  In some sort of mumbled way, he said &lt;a href="http://159.54.226.19/assetpool/images/06112123415_soldiers-dumb-sign.jpg"&gt;Fort Penalton in Oklahoma&lt;/a&gt;.  I wanted to stab him right there.  So, it was quite obvious that the boy had no idea what he was saying.  And it couldn't make it any more obvious that he wasn't in the military.  Because the first couple things you learn in the military, no matter what branch, is that you follow fucking directions, you hurry up and wait, and that line better be fucking straight.  Guy couldn't do either of those three.  Large gaps in lines, because he didn't feel like pulling up.  Sure, no problem, I guess its difficult to put the motorcycle from first to neutral constantly.  Or, if he didn't leave gaps, he would pull his bike next to someone so he wouldn't have to move when they did.  That never bothered me, but all I kept thinking was, what a horrible liar he was.  Oh, and as far as following directions, he could never follow hand signals, nor understand the phrase "back off."  As long as he doesn't drive/ride where i do, &lt;a href="http://files.blog-city.com/files/M05/99962/p/f/middle_finger.jpg"&gt;I'll be perfectly fine with that.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The imagine that I have displayed today were the boots that I bought Saturday.  On Saturday I didnt have them for the class, instead I just borrowed what ones they had.  Gross.  But, when class was done, and I was returning the boots, the bottom disinigrated and was all clumped to my sock.  And since those were the only boots they had in my size, I HAD to go buy boots.  What sucked, was that all week, I had been going to motorcycle stores, looking for boots.  No one had my size.  Or if they did, they were butt ugly.  However, I found those at a store in Anaheim.  Took over 20 minutes to buy them.  They couldn't find the price for those boots.  So, instead of buying it for $220, they gave it to me for $150.  What a steal.  Tho, while waiting, I kept asking if they would give me a complimentary &lt;a href="http://www.ehahm.com/eshopprod_cat_2543-5956_product_327703_keyword_arai.ARAI174_QUANTUM_2_GRAPHICS.htm"&gt;Arai helmet&lt;/a&gt; for waiting so long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-117615418483689750?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/117615418483689750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=117615418483689750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/117615418483689750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/117615418483689750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2007/04/passed-our-classes.html' title='Passed Our Classes'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-117567165499347169</id><published>2007-04-03T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T00:27:35.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motorcycle Lessons Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.pathology.vcu.edu/education/dental2/images/sc3.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.pathology.vcu.edu/education/dental2/images/sc3.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my first day at the Motorcycle class.  Since I needed to leave work at 430 in order to be there super duper early like they suggested, I decided to come into work early today to try to get some things done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I try to come to work early SOMETHING happens that prevents me from actually starting work earlier.  A couple times I've hit every single red light to work, my computer decided to do a systems check that lasted a half hour, or AlienBrain would decide to take its sweet time retrieving latest updates.  Although this time AlienBrain decided to take it a step further.  It decided not to work at all.  At least a quarter of the day was spent catching up on my spam email that I had recieved in the last couple weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I arrived at the class at the Vagabond Inn on Harbor and the 405.  Fairly common sense information they went over.  Or at least you would hope so if you currently drive a car.  Class went from 530 until about 10ish.  And in that time we even managed to take a written test.  Pretty easy except for one question, which I managed to guess correctly, thus resulting in a perfect score.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interested in the picture I provided today?  That's an ulcer.  Figured out I had one last night.  Severe sudden pains in the stomach, black stool, feeling bloated, nausated, more pain.  I had originally thought I had a mild stomach flu the past week, however yesterday's poo decided to show otherwise.  If it continues tomorrow I have to go see a doctor.  Goodie.  The bad part is that I don't have insurance.  Well, actually the bad part is that I have this damn thing, but not having insurance is a close second.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-117567165499347169?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/117567165499347169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=117567165499347169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/117567165499347169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/117567165499347169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2007/04/motorcycle-lessons-day-1.html' title='Motorcycle Lessons Day 1'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-117553268522478270</id><published>2007-04-02T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T09:51:25.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kawasaki Ninja 500R</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kellys-kawasaki.com/imgs/mc/05ninja/ninja_500r_st_1_800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.kellys-kawasaki.com/imgs/mc/05ninja/ninja_500r_st_1_800.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Yesterday, Chano bought himself a motorcycle.  Sounds good, looks decent, and of course I'm jealous.  I didn't think I would feel this bad when he would buy one.  I guess I was more or less disappointed to hear that he most like wouldn't let me ride it.  Though, I suppose I shouldn't say that he had said no, but rather he didn't say I could.&lt;br /&gt;    I guess thats when I again realized how much I really hate my body.  Not only does it feel old, its fat and short.  I suppose I'm more disappointed in the fact that I'll be taking these motorcycle lessons this week, but I won't have a bike to practice on.  I figure I won't be able to get a bike for a while. Or at least thats what I'm told.  Hell if I know.  So, whats the point of taking lessons now if it will be months, or possibly even a year before I get a bike that fits my body?&lt;br /&gt;     Geh, I'm trying not to be disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-117553268522478270?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/117553268522478270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=117553268522478270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/117553268522478270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/117553268522478270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2007/04/kawasaki-ninja-500r.html' title='Kawasaki Ninja 500R'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-117530881473664506</id><published>2007-03-30T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T20:40:14.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh In</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0Je5wuYxw1G3SMBNQKjzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTA4NDgyNWN0BHNlYwNwcm9m/SIG=1278es500/EXP=1175394584/**http%3A//www.sorenz.dk/The%2520Golden%2520Compass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0Je5wuYxw1G3SMBNQKjzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTA4NDgyNWN0BHNlYwNwcm9m/SIG=1278es500/EXP=1175394584/**http%3A//www.sorenz.dk/The%2520Golden%2520Compass.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work went well today.  We amazingly ran out of characters to rig.  Not because we were actually done with all of them, but some models hadn't come in yet.  So, for more than half the day I went back to my old models and fixed a couple things.  The tedious part was re-exporting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering the day went by pretty fast, nothing really interesting went on.  If anything was a change, it was my &lt;a href="http://www.tjhsst.edu/~kgallagh/images/hotdogs/hotdog.jpg"&gt;lunch.&lt;/a&gt; Usually I have a salad for lunch.  But, I ran out of salad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My diet has been going good.  Although I don't think I'll make my modified goal weight.  Originally I said I wanted to loose 30lbs over the course of the year.  Then I changed it to, until my birthday.  But, then I got a job.  &lt;a href="http://www.d21c.com/DragonsDreams/gar/Sleep.jpg"&gt;I never have time to exercise.&lt;/a&gt;  I've still been loosing weight, just not as fast as it could be going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-117530881473664506?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/117530881473664506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=117530881473664506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/117530881473664506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/117530881473664506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2007/03/weigh-in.html' title='Weigh In'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-117523166622415379</id><published>2007-03-29T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T23:20:29.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monster's On ICE!</title><content type='html'>I didn't take this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.julienna.com/pictures/Monsters%20on%20ice%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.julienna.com/pictures/Monsters%20on%20ice%204.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work went fairly well today.  Not too many distractions.  Although I didn't manage to finish my work exactly.  All I had left was to export Scoresby and push him through MotionBuilder.  But, Chano had arrived right on time for us to head to the Pond.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chano had recieved complimentary tickets from some kids because he displayed an advertisement for Monster's Incorporated on ICE a couple months ago.  We some how managed to remember to retreive our tickets yesterday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to the pond at least a &lt;a href="http://www.smwa.net/downloads/wow/Highway_Pileup.jpeg"&gt;million people couldn't drive&lt;/a&gt;.  I could almost swear that it was a Sunday.  You can't see it but my eye is twitching in rage.  In line waiting to get parking we got cut off by two people.  I wanted to spill my &lt;a href="http://elpolloloco.com/menu/pics/pollobowl.jpg"&gt;Pollo Bowl&lt;/a&gt; left overs all over their cars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering it was a stadium full of little kids it wasn't as bad a as going to a theater to watching an animation.  No one was &lt;a href="http://tommiguard.com/images/FOriginal_w.jpg"&gt;out of control&lt;/a&gt; in my presence, so I was fine.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we got the nose bleed seats we still had a great view of the whole rink.  It was quite an interesting performance.  Definately nothing spectacular.  Although I do give credit to those poor people in the giant costumes who have to make their way around on two little pieces of metal.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least getting out of the parking lot wasn't a bear.  We were right near the entrance.  And again, the two people who had cut us off, I saw cut other people off to get to the exit.  Really wish I put my Pollo Bowl all over their vehicles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-117523166622415379?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/117523166622415379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=117523166622415379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/117523166622415379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/117523166622415379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2007/03/monsters-on-ice.html' title='Monster&apos;s On ICE!'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-117513955785263541</id><published>2007-03-28T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:39:17.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ketchup</title><content type='html'>Whoa...where have I been?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Graduated in December!  &lt;br /&gt;2.  Got a Jr. Rigging position at Shiny Entertainment in February.&lt;br /&gt;3.  That's really all the big news.  &lt;br /&gt;4.  I'll try to keep up a journal now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-117513955785263541?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/117513955785263541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=117513955785263541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/117513955785263541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/117513955785263541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2007/03/ketchup.html' title='Ketchup'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-115675552430334508</id><published>2006-08-28T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T02:01:18.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yum!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sundancegraphics.com/content/products/big/5041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 327px;" src="http://www.sundancegraphics.com/content/products/big/5041.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even describe how I feel.  Except that my love for Chano grows every day...particularly when hes drunk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-115675552430334508?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/115675552430334508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=115675552430334508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/115675552430334508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/115675552430334508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/08/yum.html' title='Yum!'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-115511786185767514</id><published>2006-08-09T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T03:05:09.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zodiac pt1</title><content type='html'>Anyone into the Chinese Zodiac?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've created some designs and uploaded them for you to view (and BUY! BUY! BUY!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have a few up, at the moment, but here is what I have so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cafepress.com/jolenegoyasnake"&gt;Snake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cafepress.com/jolenegoyadog"&gt;Dog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cafepress.com/jolenegoyasheep"&gt;Sheep&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ox will be up soon, probably in a day or two...as well as the Rat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the links that they will be featured at, but right at this moment that I am writing this blog, it does not exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cafepress.com/jolenegoyaox"&gt;Ox&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cafepress.com/jolenegoyarat"&gt;Rat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell your friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-115511786185767514?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/115511786185767514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=115511786185767514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/115511786185767514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/115511786185767514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/08/zodiac-pt1.html' title='Zodiac pt1'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-115433900783379998</id><published>2006-07-31T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T02:44:05.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gutter Ball...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/Random/IMG_6476b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/Random/IMG_6476b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling used to be fun.  Now it seems more like a chore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fun disappeared once Chano became part of the league.  Not that I'm saying its a bad thing, however, now I have no one to talk to.  My uncle and his friends talk about their own, who knows what, conversations.  And in general, my uncle definately isn't the most interesting person ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, I'm not getting any better at bowling, if anything, I'm actually getting worse.  Chano thinks it is because of the name of my bowling ball.  I am no longer An SMG, I am now A Ninja Star.  I think it is because of the lack of entertainment.  I mean, we don't even play gin rummy anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-115433900783379998?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/115433900783379998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=115433900783379998' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/115433900783379998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/115433900783379998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/07/gutter-ball.html' title='Gutter Ball...'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-115390743763926008</id><published>2006-07-26T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T02:50:37.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>American Apparel: BFF</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://spe.atdmt.com/b/3AAMPAMAPAMA/300x250_bff_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px;" src="http://spe.atdmt.com/b/3AAMPAMAPAMA/300x250_bff_02.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress like bums together?&lt;br /&gt;Personally I don't want to dress like a complete slob or a used hooker.  Amazing what people sell these days.  Hell, whats worse!  what people BUY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-115390743763926008?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/115390743763926008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=115390743763926008' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/115390743763926008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/115390743763926008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/07/american-apparel-bff.html' title='American Apparel: BFF'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-115338514393859546</id><published>2006-07-20T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T01:46:44.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cainam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.direkta.cz/firmy/exim/gifs/handcuffs9927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px;" src="http://www.direkta.cz/firmy/exim/gifs/handcuffs9927.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was definatly a good day.  Sure he doesn't have a webcam, but at least I got to talk to him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally!  It's about damn time!  Thank god for msn tho and its ability to use phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I really need to figure out when I can make my way to Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First! I need to graduate!  Which won't be until December since I dropped my Portfolio 2 class.  bummer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second! I need a job that will actually pay me. I need that thing called &lt;a href="http://smedia.vermotion.com/media/14106/resources/cash.jpg"&gt;MONEY&lt;/a&gt; to pay my way over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll work on that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...getting there eventually is better then not getting there at all, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-115338514393859546?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/115338514393859546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=115338514393859546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/115338514393859546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/115338514393859546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/07/cainam.html' title='Cainam'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-115254868794789528</id><published>2006-07-10T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T09:25:02.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not the Last Quarter?</title><content type='html'>i...../sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-115254868794789528?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/115254868794789528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=115254868794789528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/115254868794789528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/115254868794789528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/07/not-last-quarter.html' title='Not the Last Quarter?'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-115157587246023573</id><published>2006-06-29T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T03:11:12.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ipcvision.com/page03/sun/sun-03bc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px;" src="http://www.ipcvision.com/page03/sun/sun-03bc.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy Hell I am going to die in this heat.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/dies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't be so bad, but its been ridiculously humid.  No visible sun, just a gigantic over cast cloud looming over head.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is about the time I wish I had a pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I consider buying a kiddie pool to lax and relax in my backyard?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you join me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-115157587246023573?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/115157587246023573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=115157587246023573' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/115157587246023573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/115157587246023573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/06/summer-weather.html' title='Summer Weather'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-115139836762396242</id><published>2006-06-27T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T01:52:47.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://christinedias.users.btopenworld.com/images/KrolockSarah1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://christinedias.users.btopenworld.com/images/KrolockSarah1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorta, sometimes, a little, sexuallly frustrated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-115139836762396242?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/115139836762396242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=115139836762396242' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/115139836762396242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/115139836762396242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/06/frustrated.html' title='Frustrated'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-115093019364398457</id><published>2006-06-21T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T15:49:53.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Garage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://steves-digicams.com/pictures/995_bee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://steves-digicams.com/pictures/995_bee.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there was a pack of bees in our garage.  However, I'm glad they were just passing by, probably looking for an area to create a new hive.  Either way they scared the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to switch my laundry over, all I heard was a ton of buzzing sounds. I look at the window and it was covered in bees.  What was worse was that they were in the inside.  My mom went to peek out and had noticed some where "dead" on the floor!  I could have stepped on them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We opened the garage door and the back door that they were covering.  They all left within the hour, but they freaked me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was even more worse was when I went back to switch my laundry I stepped on what I thought was a bee.  It went right in between my toes,and after having a heart attack, I lifted my foot and it was only a stupid kibble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-115093019364398457?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/115093019364398457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=115093019364398457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/115093019364398457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/115093019364398457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/06/in-garage.html' title='In the Garage'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-115029658828274241</id><published>2006-06-14T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T07:51:10.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June, 14, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.donqstudio.com/images/fj_cruiser2_550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.donqstudio.com/images/fj_cruiser2_550.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FJ cruiser must be hispanic. &lt;br /&gt;I mean, what does FJ stand for anyway?  Fucking Jugly?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I suppose there is also Fugly Junk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truckaccessorystore.com/images/lids/SNUG/snuglid_tonneau_cover_subaru.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.truckaccessorystore.com/images/lids/SNUG/snuglid_tonneau_cover_subaru.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that the Subaru Baja was bad, but I think that the FJ has taken the cake.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that I don't believe it to be as ugly looking because I see it at the Huntington Beach Pier working for the life guards.  It does look like a life guard truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cuteoverload.com/"&gt;My New Addiction&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-115029658828274241?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/115029658828274241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=115029658828274241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/115029658828274241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/115029658828274241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/06/june-14-2006.html' title='June, 14, 2006'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-114989104627827573</id><published>2006-06-09T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T15:10:46.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 9, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wilsoninfo.com/bearfish.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px;" src="http://www.wilsoninfo.com/bearfish.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the joys of being at school when you don't have class. Personally I can think of better things I could be doing than rendering here at school.  Like, rendering at home.  However, textures decided they did not want to work on my home computer.  Instead of being nice and pretty, they were pretty much just invisible or only half the colors decided to show up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to redirect the textures but no, they just gave me the finger and rendered wrong.  But, now that I am here at school, they decided to work.  Yay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, before I woke up to start my render, I was having this wonderful dream!  Dispite the fact that in the beginning I was "lost" in a desert, I was about to do some fishing!  My dad and some friends found this great watering hole that had some amazing fish.  I had just finished grabbing my pole when I was woken up by the damn dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No bowling tonight again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-114989104627827573?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/114989104627827573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=114989104627827573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114989104627827573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114989104627827573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/06/june-9-2006.html' title='June 9, 2006'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-114969329671544932</id><published>2006-06-07T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T08:14:56.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 7, 2006</title><content type='html'>“The Republican leadership is asking us to spend time writing bigotry into the Constitution,” said Sen. Edward Kennedy of Massachusetts, whose state legalized gay marriage in 2003. “A vote for it is a vote against civil unions, against domestic partnership, against all other efforts for states to treat gays and lesbians fairly under the law.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/13181735/"&gt;Hatch responded: “Does he really want to suggest that over half of the United States Senate is a crew of bigots?”&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=bigot"&gt;big·ot   n. &lt;br /&gt;One who is strongly partial to one's own group, religion, race, or politics and is intolerant of those who differ. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as Hatch, I believe that would be a threatening response.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-114969329671544932?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/114969329671544932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=114969329671544932' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114969329671544932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114969329671544932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/06/june-7-2006.html' title='June 7, 2006'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-114932013152190943</id><published>2006-06-03T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T00:35:31.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 3, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.aascif.org/images/oct_nov_dec04/Back_pain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px;" src="http://www.aascif.org/images/oct_nov_dec04/Back_pain.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back is bad again.  i hurt it last weekend dirtbike riding.  its hurt all week.  and now i irritated it again i had to stop bowling.  i supposed it was a good thing.  i was bowling better when i wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sahbahomeshow.com/Fall%2005/wheelchair-symbol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.sahbahomeshow.com/Fall%2005/wheelchair-symbol.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things would be so much more peacful if i were just a quadriplegic.  Chano says that all i need are my hands.  but i figure that if i can't move anything then i get full disability.  and i wouldn't have to work.  and if i did, i'd be a professional taste tester since that would be the only working body part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drinkstuff.com/productimg/5062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.drinkstuff.com/productimg/5062.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 15th Cat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-114932013152190943?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/114932013152190943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=114932013152190943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114932013152190943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114932013152190943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/06/june-3-2006.html' title='June 3, 2006'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-114901052983873614</id><published>2006-05-30T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T10:35:55.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May 30, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://fruitsquare.net/images/hosting_banana_picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px;" src="http://fruitsquare.net/images/hosting_banana_picture.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bananas taste so much better sliced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry right now.  It's close to lunch time.  There is a banana waiting for me in my lunch box.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend could have been better.  My neck still hurts from Sunday from dirbike riding.  But, I really wish we could have gone fishing yesterday.  Of course the only real place that is intresting is down in San Diego right now where the bonito are running.  &lt;a href="http://fishinglakes.com/"&gt;Sana Ana River Lakes&lt;/a&gt; is still stocking trout, but they are only really biting deep where the boats can go.  It's already expensive to get into the area, let alone rent a boat too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose we could go catch catfish, but we don't really like to eat it unless its made by Margie.  So, it would be an expensive catch and release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.japaneserestaurantinfo.com/kabuki9/"&gt;Kabuki&lt;/a&gt; at the Bella Terra sounds really awesome right now.  I've noticed I've been craving it lately.  Too bad its so expensive.  But the salmon was awesome.  /drools.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-114901052983873614?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/114901052983873614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=114901052983873614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114901052983873614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114901052983873614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/05/may-30-2006.html' title='May 30, 2006'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-114852347051360918</id><published>2006-05-24T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T19:17:50.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May 24, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/OtherPeople/smilyandVato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/OtherPeople/smilyandVato.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandma from New Mexico is visiting this week.  She brought her cats!  I'm excited!  My favorite is Smiley.  I've always wanted to take him home with me, but my mom and brother are allergic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiley and Vato are brothers.  I remember when they were born.  15 years ago!  They are old men!  But they act very similar to dogs because they grew up around them their whole life.  They had no cat roll model because the mother was eatten by a coyote.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-114852347051360918?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/114852347051360918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=114852347051360918' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114852347051360918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114852347051360918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/05/may-24-2006.html' title='May 24, 2006'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-114840754619603238</id><published>2006-05-23T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T11:11:39.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May 23, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.imperium.de/animationen/anims/rat.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 369px;" src="http://www.imperium.de/animationen/anims/rat.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Choo-choo died the other night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfotunately, she too was overwhelmed with a giant tumor.  Poor thing couldn't even walk anymore.  She knew she was going too, she even buried her self in her bedding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-114840754619603238?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/114840754619603238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=114840754619603238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114840754619603238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114840754619603238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/05/may-23-2006.html' title='May 23, 2006'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-114779968056738697</id><published>2006-05-16T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T10:16:56.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May 16, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://crazyshit.com/index.php"&gt;&lt;a href="http://crazyshit.com/images/search-header1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px;" src="http://crazyshit.com/images/search-header1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mochi sounds so good right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-114779968056738697?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/114779968056738697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=114779968056738697' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114779968056738697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114779968056738697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/05/may-16-2006.html' title='May 16, 2006'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-114733834179203993</id><published>2006-05-11T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T02:05:41.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May 11, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.e3insider.com/portal/images/splash/e3Expo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px;" src="http://www.e3insider.com/portal/images/splash/e3Expo.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-114733834179203993?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/114733834179203993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=114733834179203993' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114733834179203993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114733834179203993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/05/may-11-2006.html' title='May 11, 2006'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-114719333664845763</id><published>2006-05-09T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T09:53:50.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May 9, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wilanddana.com/images/Website%20Images/Danas_Engagement_Ring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px;" src="http://www.wilanddana.com/images/Website%20Images/Danas_Engagement_Ring.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember last year when my uncle was discussing dating and marriage to me and my boyfriend.  Well, actually it had to do with our friend Jenny wanting to date a guy named Jay, however since she didn't feel he was marriage material she didn't want to date him.  Chano and I looked at each other and rolled our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why not just go with the flow and have some fun?" says Chano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I believe that, I never realized how much I want to get married until that point.  Because in my own subconscious way I was thinking when dating, "can I see myself with this person long term?"  Or was it subconscious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I badly wanted to marry when I was with Richard, however, I knew I couldn't stand to be with him long term.  I suppose I was just wanting to settle for less out of habit.  However, now I know I don't have to settle for less.  I realize, I can get what I want, and I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-114719333664845763?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/114719333664845763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=114719333664845763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114719333664845763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114719333664845763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/05/may-9-2006.html' title='May 9, 2006'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-114646356828403281</id><published>2006-04-30T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T23:06:08.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April 30, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.clipartheaven.com/clipart/occasions/birthdays/2nd_birthday_3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.clipartheaven.com/clipart/occasions/birthdays/2nd_birthday_3.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welp, my 21st Birthday is coming up on Wednesday and I don't even know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go drinking legally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno yet since its in the middle of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since I don't have school on Thursday why the fuck not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-114646356828403281?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/114646356828403281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=114646356828403281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114646356828403281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114646356828403281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/04/april-30-2006.html' title='April 30, 2006'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-114546650153319783</id><published>2006-04-19T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T10:08:21.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April 19, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gifs.net/Animation11/Animals/Owls/Sleepy_owl.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.gifs.net/Animation11/Animals/Owls/Sleepy_owl.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am completely exhausted.  Did I mention that already in a previous post?  I kind of forgot...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just feeling fairly toasted on Wednesday morning class.  Unfortunately my homework for the class is suffering even more.  I've been working hard on my first three classes that I have completely ignored advanced character animation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, since I don't have any major responsibilities this week I'll use it to catch up by Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...wait a second!  That's tomorrow!  Yeah, I'll get it all done tonight.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.  That might screw up my plans after class.  I was planning on going to the Getty with Randy and Chingyi (who are both not here in class).  I know that Randy needs to go, but I think that I might need to get this done first since I missed class last week and still have nothing to show for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://getty.art.museum/bookstore/images-lg/going-to-getty-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://getty.art.museum/bookstore/images-lg/going-to-getty-lg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sleepy I'm getting crosseyed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-114546650153319783?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/114546650153319783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=114546650153319783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114546650153319783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114546650153319783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/04/april-19-2006.html' title='April 19, 2006'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-114532083245209613</id><published>2006-04-17T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T17:40:32.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April 17, 2006</title><content type='html'>Thank you for breaking every promise you've ever made to me...things are going awesome.  More so than I've ever would have thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, continue what you don't do.  Maybe I will become everything I've ever wanted to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-114532083245209613?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/114532083245209613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=114532083245209613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114532083245209613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114532083245209613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/04/april-17-2006.html' title='April 17, 2006'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-114416130572213604</id><published>2006-04-04T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T07:35:05.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April 4, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.earthwise-store.com/images/palls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.earthwise-store.com/images/palls.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm back to the grind again here at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I'm not entierly sure how this quarter will be since I have 3 classes in one day and then a morning class the next.  I figure I'll probably be a fairly grumpy and sleepy person the days of and day after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in New Mexico I finally saw snow for the first time.  I was disappointed that it didn't stick very long because I wanted to play in it the day after.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dispite the snow and green chili I'd really like to spend the next vacation doing something fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far my mom is suggesting somewhere to gamble since I'll be turning 21 this May.  I told her I don't drink, but she says I don't need to drink to gamble.  Unfortunately i do need money.  Maybe I'll head to the Vegas clubs instead.  I know Chano's been wanting to go.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm on a new diet that's much easier for me.  Also (again), my hip isn't hurting as much so I'll be exercising as well so that'll speed things up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-114416130572213604?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/114416130572213604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=114416130572213604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114416130572213604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114416130572213604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/04/april-4-2006.html' title='April 4, 2006'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-114352055850593816</id><published>2006-03-27T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T20:35:58.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>March 27, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.equineestates.com/library/United_States/new_mexico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.equineestates.com/library/United_States/new_mexico.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welp, here I am in New Mexico.  That's the NEW mexico.  In between Arizona and Texas if you don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, its' still apart of the United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'd take some pictures but I forgot my camera at home and Kellie's decided to error out so I gave up on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far so good, dunno exactly what day we're going to be back, Wednesday or Thursday...still haven't decided.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you guys miss me a lot right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, I think I'm only keeping this journal for my own amusement...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-114352055850593816?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/114352055850593816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=114352055850593816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114352055850593816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114352055850593816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/03/march-27-2006.html' title='March 27, 2006'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-114293427141407195</id><published>2006-03-21T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T15:20:46.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>March 21, 2006</title><content type='html'>Okay so the pictures don't want to work properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.halvsie.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=679&amp;st=1900"&gt;Hapa.com/Halvsie.com meet March 2006&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-114293427141407195?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/114293427141407195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=114293427141407195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114293427141407195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114293427141407195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/03/march-21-2006.html' title='March 21, 2006'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-114219656573186657</id><published>2006-03-11T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T12:49:25.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>March 11, 2006</title><content type='html'>Up all night wasn't as interesting as I had hoped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.counter-strike.net/main_img.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.counter-strike.net/main_img.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I retried Counter-Strike while I was there.  The first time I played it, in highschool, I was the last person on the team and I got killed.  Of course I was yelled at in Korean and whatever baby English about how much I sucked.  Well no shit, I've never played before.  And I guess that had sort of detured me from playing it again until Up all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still wasn't awesome I mean, I normally don't play fps on pc...actually the only one I really play is Halo2 for whatever reason.  I'm more of a strategy/rpg gal but whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way now I'm lame and can't stop thinking about it.  Thank god Chano is around and his damn persistance on getting me hooked onto things.  He's so fucking nice sometimes it's crazy.  I say, "hey i like this."  Next thing I know he buys it for me er something and all I can think of is, "oh shit! yes! fuck! wait, nooo! Why?!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-114219656573186657?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/114219656573186657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=114219656573186657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114219656573186657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114219656573186657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/03/march-11-2006.html' title='March 11, 2006'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-114154550408053462</id><published>2006-03-04T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T23:59:29.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>March 4, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/Jolene/IMG_5483_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won this t-shirt when I kicked AI's President's ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it sexy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-114154550408053462?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/114154550408053462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=114154550408053462' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114154550408053462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114154550408053462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/03/march-4-2006.html' title='March 4, 2006'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-114016582178355121</id><published>2006-02-17T00:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T00:44:19.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February 17, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.techiediva.com/photos/uncategorized/xbox360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.techiediva.com/photos/uncategorized/xbox360.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what Chano bought!  As well as a new GT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I kicked his ass with Call of Duty 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure he would have sniped me if Peter didn't suddenly gasp and almost jump out of his chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really intresting to report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gunna go down to &lt;a href="http://4adventure.com/seaworld/ca/default.aspx"&gt;San Diego &lt;/a&gt;tomorrow to look at some cars for Peter and pick up some tires that Chano bought. Unfortunately that is all we have time for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta come home for &lt;a href="http://design.cardnotes.com/libraries/TOON_SPRTS_AND_LESRE/FPO_toon_bowling_pin.jpg"&gt;bowling&lt;/a&gt; night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-114016582178355121?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/114016582178355121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=114016582178355121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114016582178355121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/114016582178355121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/02/february-17-2006.html' title='February 17, 2006'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-113990759707289321</id><published>2006-02-14T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T01:04:41.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February 14, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.7th-day-arm.org/images/human_heart1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.7th-day-arm.org/images/human_heart1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it is not exactly Valentine's Day yet since its only 1215 in the morning and I haven't fallen asleep yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing interesting to report except that I didn't get that job with Wyland that I so desperately wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.  No use crying too loudly about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I didn't have any midterm this quarter (except for Editing Techniques)&lt;br /&gt;I completely forgot that it was week 5.  I was so stressed out and busy that I just plain forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, so stressed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-113990759707289321?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/113990759707289321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=113990759707289321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/113990759707289321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/113990759707289321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/02/february-14-2006.html' title='February 14, 2006'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-113927360263037286</id><published>2006-02-06T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T16:53:22.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February 6, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://members.tripod.com/~SlvrDragon/Wyland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://members.tripod.com/~SlvrDragon/Wyland.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one has a clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to an interview on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wyland is looking for a protoge to take to Mexico for three weeks to go scuba diving and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in love with Wyland since I was young.  OMG, I was so anxious to be there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His mom was at his gallery in Laguna Beach. I wanted to hug her and thank her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll know by the end of this weekend or next week who was chosen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/crosses fingers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-113927360263037286?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/113927360263037286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=113927360263037286' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/113927360263037286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/113927360263037286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/02/february-6-2006.html' title='February 6, 2006'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-113829458228044851</id><published>2006-01-26T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T16:54:45.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 26, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.hobowars.com/game/character_display.php?pic=head1body1legs1feet1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px;" src="http://www.hobowars.com/game/character_display.php?pic=head1body1legs1feet1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hobowars.com/305632/"&gt;HoboWars&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new in class game.  Doesn't require a lot of absolute real time attention, nor sound (that I know of) so it's great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM me if you wanna know what to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, fun stuff this week (and last)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/Typical%20Day/biking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/Typical%20Day/biking.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went bike riding to the beach. It was tough getting there.  Not because of the distance but DAMN it was windy.  And of course going against us.  It was hurting my lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride back was a hell of a lot better (even with the lil' hill.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Friday my mom is going through her second hernia surgery.  So, I guess I'll be spending time at the hospital this next week.  Yay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me when me and Chano were starting to date.  He called before he came to the hospital and asked if we needed anything.  My grandma said chocolate and my aunty said jewelry.  Suck up bough them just that.  He took a trip to Save-On and bought chocolate and (plastic) jewelry.  It was cute because they actually wore it.  He stole their hearts fast.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally having a blast with my new 3D Character Animation class.  Unfortunately too bad school keeps updating the software and it's become very hard to keep up at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "&lt;a href="http://www.mit.edu/people/bert/kill-comp-color.gif"&gt;FATAL ERROR&lt;/a&gt;!" says Maya 7.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was content with 6 or even 6.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I started the majority of the work at school the previous night.  Was just going to do some nice touch ups at home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "&lt;a href="http://www.marok.org/Arte/Mix/fatalerror.jpg"&gt;FATAL ERROR&lt;/a&gt;!" says Maya 7.0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-113829458228044851?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/113829458228044851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=113829458228044851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/113829458228044851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/113829458228044851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/01/january-26-2006.html' title='January 26, 2006'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-113768772159164285</id><published>2006-01-19T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T08:23:50.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 19, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.arcadia-animations.com/anims/alarm%20clock.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.arcadia-animations.com/anims/alarm%20clock.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up to my alarm this morning and I didn't believe that it was Thursday.  I thought I had taken a nap and it was still Wednesday.  So I went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I woke up fifteen minutes later realizing, man, that sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing interesting happened.  Except maybe EPT but it was negative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried, but was it out of joy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so my goal, or my new years resolution is to loose at least 20lbs by my birthday.  Primarily since I plan to get hammered and i don't feel like I should have to throw up a lot.  Plus, I figure it'd be easier for someone to pick me up off the floor if i was lighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That and hopefully I can keep it off or more for summertime.  FINALLY going camping.  And I'm also looking forward to possibly taking a Vegas trip.  Not much of a gambler but I would like to check out all of the clubs that Chano keeps telling me about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That and we (including Chris) want to finally meet RX.  I doubt it, but MAYBE i can convince my dad to let me take the bikes out...  I seriously doubt it, but hey, I can hope yes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-113768772159164285?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/113768772159164285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=113768772159164285' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/113768772159164285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/113768772159164285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/01/january-19-2006.html' title='January 19, 2006'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-113660176630107404</id><published>2006-01-06T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T18:42:46.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 6, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/OtherPeople/IMG_5051_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we finally got Catherine into Halo2.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/OtherPeople/IMG_5050_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still needs practice but its all good.  Just glad to corrupt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back into bowling season.  Today we start the new season.  I wonder how it will be considering my arms are killing me.  I was walking on the dangerous tredmill again but with some light weights in my hand.  I'm definately out of shape if my arms hurt from that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embaressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to a &lt;a href="http://www.adultswim.com/shows/athf/index.html"&gt;themed party&lt;/a&gt; next saturday.  Should be interesting.  I'm considering getting high as a kite while I'm there.  I haven't done it in ages but since school is starting this next week...wth, why not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-113660176630107404?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/113660176630107404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=113660176630107404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/113660176630107404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/113660176630107404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2006/01/january-6-2006.html' title='January 6, 2006'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-113531634705652270</id><published>2005-12-22T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T16:13:44.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 22, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/OtherPeople/IMG_4961_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chano, Me, Sandra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken a while ago.  I went to dinner with Sandra, Andy, Alicia and Tony.  I wanted to bring my camera but unfortunately its batteries were low (I left the charger at my aunty's house) so I didn't even want to bother.&lt;br /&gt;However when we got home I said, "bah! might as well look at it."  and managed to squeeze a bit of pictures out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to make an animated .gif but unfortunately the quality that was being rendered was horrific to say the least.  Anyone want to teach me some tricks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I finally managed to buy &lt;a href="http://www.worldofwarcraft.com/"&gt;World of Warcraft.&lt;/a&gt;  Oh the sacrafices!  MUWAHAHAHA! &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/Jolene/monitoreyes.jpg"&gt;My eyes shall be monitors &lt;/a&gt;by the time I get back to school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I didn't have to jury duty.  I called and they didn't need me.  Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself a real hilarious dirty comic strip series again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really similar to &lt;a href="http://sexylosers.com/244.html"&gt;Sexy Loosers&lt;/a&gt;, but this one is &lt;a href="http://www.ghastlycomic.com/"&gt;Ghastly's Gastly &lt;/a&gt;comic strip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I'd like to thank Denver for this.  &lt;a href="http://www.talkorigins.org/indexcc/list.html"&gt;Creationist Claims&lt;/a&gt;  Some good fun reading right there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-113531634705652270?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/113531634705652270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=113531634705652270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/113531634705652270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/113531634705652270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2005/12/december-22-2005.html' title='December 22, 2005'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-113391689488492129</id><published>2005-12-06T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T17:00:42.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 6, 2005</title><content type='html'>Here is my typical day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quarter, Mondays I wake up around 10:00 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/Typical%20Day/IMG_4906_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Tuesday through Thursday I wake up at 5:50 am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/Typical%20Day/IMG_4909_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of a typical class I have.  This one in particular is 3d Visual Effects.  We learn particles in Maya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/Typical%20Day/IMG_4918_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each class is 4 hours long.  Good thing I only have one a day.  And ONLY 4 classes this quarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I get home and take a nap on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/Typical%20Day/IMG_4839_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I wake up I go to my computer and do my homework/play games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/Typical%20Day/IMG_4843_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually Chano comes over and hangs out all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/OtherPeople/IMG_4373_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I go to bed between 12 am (if i have a morning class the next day) or around 2 -3 am (because Chano usually has work the next day).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-113391689488492129?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/113391689488492129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=113391689488492129' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/113391689488492129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/113391689488492129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2005/12/december-6-2005.html' title='December 6, 2005'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-113132117421778003</id><published>2005-11-06T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T11:19:01.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November 6, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/IMG_4573_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;"&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/IMG_4573_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its a couple days late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me during Halloween 2005!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just a HUGE floating skull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who do not know, every year my famiy has been entertaining everyone who comes by with a haunted house.  Every year it gets bigger and better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I do not have awesome pictures to show you everything, because its all about experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/IMG_4576_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the graveyard that I designed.  Trust me, it looks AWESOME at night with blue lights and lots of fog.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/IMG_4583_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are only two of the many ghouls that we had lurking in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boy is on the left.  I fell in love with his smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-113132117421778003?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/113132117421778003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=113132117421778003' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/113132117421778003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/113132117421778003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2005/11/november-6-2005.html' title='November 6, 2005'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-113029114875022637</id><published>2005-10-25T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T18:47:48.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October 25, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/DSC01101_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ Jannie's Wedding October 22, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a really nice wedding.  There were even great hilarious parts that weren't exactly rehersed.  Like when Chano's dad decided to almost step on his daughter's train as he handed her off to Steve.  Or the interesting way people kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, fun stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish I had taken my camera but I completely forgot.  I was almost late to the wedding ceremony because I thought it started at 5, not 4.  Either way I managed to make it on time (even though I got a little lost getting to the church.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-113029114875022637?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/113029114875022637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=113029114875022637' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/113029114875022637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/113029114875022637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2005/10/october-25-2005.html' title='October 25, 2005'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-112992893193191202</id><published>2005-10-21T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T14:10:03.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October 21, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.oshoresbooks.com/images/BookCovers/1579546463L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px;" src="http://www.oshoresbooks.com/images/BookCovers/1579546463L.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have offically down graded to a D cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone know a good diet and exercise plan? I heard the South Beach diet worked pretty well. I guess that means I need to go look the book up soon.&lt;br /&gt;I want to set up a simple goal, 15lbs by December. Well, maybe it isn't too simple, stupid Thanksgiving is right in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I love my curves, I have so many I don't even know what to do with them! I wanna start looking good again. I didn't even know how perfectly shaped my body was before! Squish in all the right places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'd really like to gain that body shape back by the time Homer arrives.  So he doesn't get disappointed when he gets here. LMFAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually what I really need to do is get back on the tredmill.  /holds fingers close&lt;br /&gt;In highschool, before I went to bed, I would do sit ups.  I haven't done those in a while, so everything has been &lt;a href="http://www.imagelearning.com/opposites/fat_man.jpg"&gt;relaxing.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, my room is almost done being put together.  Yeesh, its been a complete wreck for months now.  I finally have some shelves above my desk, and now the things that I'm going to put on them need to be organized.  /sigh, its a slow process.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-112992893193191202?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/112992893193191202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=112992893193191202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112992893193191202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112992893193191202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2005/10/october-21-2005.html' title='October 21, 2005'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-112962382286192394</id><published>2005-10-18T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T01:30:28.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October 18, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://web.skype.com/skype/avatars/skype-san.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px;" src="http://web.skype.com/skype/avatars/skype-san.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, KZLA has been having some &lt;a href="http://www.kzla.com/pics/downloads/wallpapers/kzla_cowboy_02_1024.jpg"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.kzla.com/pics/downloads/wallpapers/kzla_cowboy_01_1024.jpg"&gt;advertisements&lt;/a&gt; lately.  I can't help but turn my head as a poster goes by on a bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fairly addicted to [the idea of] &lt;a href="http://skype.com/helloagain.html"&gt;Skype&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank Naomi lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I can talk to Homer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait until he gets his ass into the states.  /thinks.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if he'll ever actually make it here, I mean, he's been saying he was going to come here for years now.  I wonder if I should get my hopes up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-112962382286192394?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/112962382286192394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=112962382286192394' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112962382286192394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112962382286192394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2005/10/october-18-2005.html' title='October 18, 2005'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-112921934480989012</id><published>2005-10-13T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T01:40:53.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October 13, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://us.movies1.yimg.com/movies.yahoo.com/images/hv/photo/movie_pix/walt_disney/the_incredibles/brad_bird/key_edna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://us.movies1.yimg.com/movies.yahoo.com/images/hv/photo/movie_pix/walt_disney/the_incredibles/brad_bird/key_edna.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment I'm listening to Yina Chang (aka Edna) lecturing about "advanced" lighting and texturing.  As interesting the subject is, and intimidating Yina's voice is, I can't help but get distracted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I'm using &lt;a href="http://hapas.com/board/viewforum.php?f=4"&gt;Hapas.com&lt;/a&gt; there is no one on.  I am chatting a bit with other people online, however, I want to be distracted properly.  Meaning, I just want to &lt;a href="http://www.ikea.com/"&gt;get my ass out of here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch sounds good even though its only 9am.  I'm looking forward to possibly going ot Ikea for their Swedish meatballs.  I thought about them last night and how they would make a great dinner, but too lazy to take a drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd also like to be distracted by a three-some in my bed.  Me, my pillow, and my blanket.  Sounds like a nap fest, I know, but it's wonderful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-112921934480989012?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/112921934480989012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=112921934480989012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112921934480989012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112921934480989012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2005/10/october-13-2005.html' title='October 13, 2005'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-112904578165114024</id><published>2005-10-11T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T08:49:43.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October 11, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ralphrubbish.com/gallery/images/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.ralphrubbish.com/gallery/images/heart.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m extremely stressed out and it is only the second week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out yesterday morning that Glen Tabios died of a possible heart attack Sunday evening.  He was working on his car, called out to his wife, and when his daughter got outside he was on the floor unconscious.  &lt;br /&gt;This is a sad sad situation for the family since Glen was the only one working.  It might come down to the wife and daughter moving to Texas since the wife’s family is out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I didn’t go to school yesterday.  I went with my family to go visit the Tabios’ to comfort.  First off, I’d like to say that since we’ve known this family (over 12 years) they were always so, to put it lightly, messy.  As soon as I walked into that house, I would like to say I was floored but there is no way I was going to even touch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear to god this place was so disgusting.  If it wasn’t entirely cultured, it was covered in dog fur and dust.  It took HOURS just to clean their living room, kitchen, and bathroom.  And we didn’t even finish any of those rooms completely.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that I can be grateful for is that they no longer have cats.  At their old house, once their cat had a litter but they would drop dead for some gene disorder.  Bodies of kittens would be laying there for days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the look of the inside of this house (don’t look outside) it looks like they either owned NO soap or there are tons of unused soap hidden somewhere.  Of course they had none to be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no idea how sick I was.  How disgusted. Gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so tired last week that I completely forgot what the homework for 3d Visual Effects was.  Hell I couldn’t even remember what program we were supposed to be using!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment I’m in class trying to create a fountain real quick, and by the way, it is going terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I stressed myself out last night.  LoL.  My own fault.  I was nervous.  And scared.&lt;br /&gt;I told Chano that I loved him.  He knew I wanted to say it so he just stood there and waited.  I managed to peep it out.  Thank god it was night because I’m sure I was apple red.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-112904578165114024?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/112904578165114024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=112904578165114024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112904578165114024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112904578165114024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2005/10/october-11-2005.html' title='October 11, 2005'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-112729221235291950</id><published>2005-09-20T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T01:50:26.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September 20, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://us.movies1.yimg.com/movies.yahoo.com/images/hv/photo/movie_pix/warner_brothers/tim_burton_s_corpse_bride/timburtonscorpsebride_bigearly.jpg"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sandra and I went to go see Corpse Bride yesterday.  She managed to obtain tickets to the preshow by flirting with some guy.  So, we go to her school and run some quick errands before we head to the theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is a first come first served type of deal and we were fairly towards the beginning of the line.  We waited a good deal of time there sitting on the floor doing chemistry and crossword puzzles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the line stood up and we were going in.  Unfortunately they said, "have your IDs ready!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF!  It didn't say anything about having an ID!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we check the tickets and nothing.  Nothing about having a CSULB student ID card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most we could do at that moment was cross our fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately it worked. For a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady at the front was so busy trying to direct where Sandra should go to get her bag checked she forgot to check for IDs.  Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I get to the door the guy who was swiping asked if he needed to take ALL phones even if they do not have any sort of recording device.  The guy swipes me.&lt;br /&gt;Then the man the guard was talking to said, "yes all phones."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, how will I get mine back?"&lt;br /&gt;"We'll attach your ID to it.  Where's your ID?"&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I don't have it with me."&lt;br /&gt;"How did you get in?  One second, stay here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He goes out and yells at the lady who was supposed to be checking IDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she comes in and appologizes and says we have to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I argued that there was no where on the ticket that said I needed to be a student.  They said it was misprint by the company.  And that they had (printed from a computer) a sign that said you needed ID.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can't I give you my drivers license?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course they said no, some bullshit answer about how CSULB students pay for events like this with their tuition.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then all I could think of is why is there limited seating then because I know some other CSULB students that wanted to attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustrating, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i can laugh about is what Sandra's friend Jazmine said.  Or, was it that Sandra said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anwyay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just how sad is it that we got kicked out of a FREE movie?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-112729221235291950?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/112729221235291950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=112729221235291950' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112729221235291950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112729221235291950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2005/09/september-20-2005.html' title='September 20, 2005'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-112706453321115737</id><published>2005-09-18T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T10:33:00.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September 18, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/School/IMG_4194_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been full of fun and glorious gifts these past months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally had to break down and buy a wacom, primraily since I fucked up on Friday and forgot the Cage closes early.  I seriously needed it for my flash and 2d animation class.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The animation I'm working on currently is due tomorrow morning.  So, what it pretty much all means is that I'll be up all day [hopefully not night] on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aim.com/"&gt;Bug me&lt;/a&gt;.  Please.  I'll be bored out of my mind while I do this and I'll need someone to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/looks outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, its a really nice day to do something else besides this damn homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fishing would be awesome.  I REALLY need to go.  REALLY.&lt;br /&gt;I think I need a new layer of sun burn anyway.  I'm about due.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-112706453321115737?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/112706453321115737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=112706453321115737' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112706453321115737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112706453321115737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2005/09/september-18-2005.html' title='September 18, 2005'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-112699330667063118</id><published>2005-09-17T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T14:41:46.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September 17, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/OtherPeople/IMG_4191_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen and Jay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did well last night.  128, 110, and 118.  Thats pretty good considering before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to 2d/flash.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-112699330667063118?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/112699330667063118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=112699330667063118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112699330667063118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112699330667063118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2005/09/september-17-2005.html' title='September 17, 2005'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-112677141762699469</id><published>2005-09-15T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T01:04:28.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This song reminds me of Sandra.</title><content type='html'>AVRIL LAVIGNE LYRICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Complicated"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh, life's like this&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh, uh huh, that's the way it is&lt;br /&gt;Cause life's like this&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh, uh huh that's the way it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chill out whatcha yelling' for?&lt;br /&gt;Laid back it's all been done before&lt;br /&gt;And if you could only let it be&lt;br /&gt;you will see&lt;br /&gt;I like you the way you are&lt;br /&gt;When we're drivin' in your car&lt;br /&gt;and you're talking to me one on one but you've become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody else round everyone else&lt;br /&gt;You're watching your back like you can't relax&lt;br /&gt;You're tryin' to be cool you look like a fool to me&lt;br /&gt;Tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you have to go and make things so complicated?&lt;br /&gt;I see the way you're acting like you're somebody else gets me frustrated&lt;br /&gt;Life's like this you&lt;br /&gt;And you fall and you crawl and you break&lt;br /&gt;and you take what you get and you turn it into honesty&lt;br /&gt;and promise me I'm never gonna find you fake it&lt;br /&gt;no no no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You come over unannounced&lt;br /&gt;dressed up like you're somethin' else&lt;br /&gt;where you are ain't where it's at you see&lt;br /&gt;you're making me&lt;br /&gt;laugh out when you strike your pose&lt;br /&gt;take off all your preppy clothes&lt;br /&gt;you know you're not fooling anyone&lt;br /&gt;when you've become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody else round everyone else&lt;br /&gt;Watching your back, like you can't relax&lt;br /&gt;Trying to be cool you look like a fool to me&lt;br /&gt;Tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you have to go and make things so complicated?&lt;br /&gt;I see the way you're acting like you're somebody else gets me frustrated&lt;br /&gt;Life's like this you&lt;br /&gt;and You fall and you crawl and you break&lt;br /&gt;and you take what you get and you turn it into&lt;br /&gt;honesty&lt;br /&gt;promise me I'm never gonna find you fake it&lt;br /&gt;no no no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chill out whatcha yelling for?&lt;br /&gt;Lay back, it's all been done before&lt;br /&gt;And if you could only let it be&lt;br /&gt;You will see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody else round everyone else&lt;br /&gt;You're watching your back, like you can't relax&lt;br /&gt;You're trying to be cool, you look like a fool to me&lt;br /&gt;Tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you have to go and make things so complicated?&lt;br /&gt;I see the way you're acting like you're somebody else gets me frustrated&lt;br /&gt;Life's like this you&lt;br /&gt;and you fall and you crawl and you break&lt;br /&gt;and you take what you get and you turn it into&lt;br /&gt;honesty&lt;br /&gt;promise me I'm never gonna find you fake it&lt;br /&gt;no no no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you have to go and make things so complicated?&lt;br /&gt;I see the way you're acting like your somebody else gets me frustrated&lt;br /&gt;Life's like this you&lt;br /&gt;You fall and you crawl and you break&lt;br /&gt;and you take what you get and you turn it into honesty&lt;br /&gt;promise me I'm never gonna find you fake it&lt;br /&gt;no no no&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-112677141762699469?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/112677141762699469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=112677141762699469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112677141762699469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112677141762699469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-song-reminds-me-of-sandra.html' title='This song reminds me of Sandra.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-112676296598726890</id><published>2005-09-14T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T22:42:46.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September 14, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/OtherPeople/IMG_4187_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I really don't have much to say in this blog entry.  Except that I can't wait for the end of next week.  Maybe in that time I can fix my sleep schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually at the moment I'm surfing for &lt;a href="http://www.righthemisphere.com/products/dexp/index.htm"&gt;Deep Exploration.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate modeling in max, I prefer in maya, but i don't know how to animate in maya, only in max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maxim's &lt;a href="http://soapnet.go.com/images/community/twts/twts_monaco_large.jpg"&gt;Kelly&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://hateseed.com/img/hardwork/Kelly_Monaco.jpg"&gt;Monaco&lt;/a&gt; is hawt.  Just wanted to point that out.  I was walking down a magazine isle and that was all I saw.  She's on the cover, check her out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.watch.impress.co.jp/game/docs/20030926/se08.jpg"&gt;I want to cum by the way.&lt;/a&gt; All for Zuul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-112676296598726890?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/112676296598726890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=112676296598726890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112676296598726890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112676296598726890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2005/09/september-14-2005.html' title='September 14, 2005'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-112660204331069082</id><published>2005-09-13T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T02:01:45.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September 13, 2005</title><content type='html'>Okay so its like almost 2am.  So, I suppose it counts as the 13th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just wanted to put this little thought on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was passing by the cemetary on Bolsa from Beach and as I pass I smelt the most [unfortunatly] familar scent.  The eye watering aroma of skunk.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the only thought that went through my head was, "damn, I wish those dead people would just stay in the ground."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to hell, I know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That or I need to lay off the zombie movies.  Whatever comes first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-112660204331069082?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/112660204331069082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=112660204331069082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112660204331069082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112660204331069082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2005/09/september-13-2005.html' title='September 13, 2005'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-112655044432876702</id><published>2005-09-12T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T11:40:44.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September 12, 2005</title><content type='html'>Late again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the joys of a morning class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe I was on time to 2d advanced only once, and that was week 1.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I'm just impressed with myself.  I was up late again.  Coughing still.  Asthma attacks I believe.  Unable to breathe correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to class about 10.  I think everyone was suprised that I showed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I'm not entirely functional at the moment.  For the past half hour/hour I've been watching Ray and Jane work on their &lt;a href="http://unrealtournament.com/"&gt;UT&lt;/a&gt; level instead of doing my own work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might have someone, on the side, teach me game levels for UT. I have a couple ideas.  Primarily ones that I've dreamt of.  How sad is that? &lt;a href="http://img.epinions.com/images/opti/89/b7/kifmGamesGirls_Role_PlayElectronic_Dream_Phone-resized200.jpg"&gt;Dreaming&lt;/a&gt; of game levels...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, then I've also been addicted to &lt;a href="http://homepage.mac.com/pockyrevolution/nanaca_crash.html"&gt;Nanaca Crash.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My highest score is somewhere in the 4k.  I'd be proud but stupid Tony decided to start to play and kicked my ass by getting 8k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sleepy.  I can't even think of anything else to write.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going home.&lt;br /&gt;G'nite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-112655044432876702?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/112655044432876702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=112655044432876702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112655044432876702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112655044432876702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2005/09/september-12-2005.html' title='September 12, 2005'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-112641568379209265</id><published>2005-09-10T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T22:14:43.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September 10, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/54662e15.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.2Gh.  gig of ram&lt;br /&gt;250g hardrive + my 160G xternal&lt;br /&gt;128xpress video card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also enjoying my new flatscreen, no glare, which is great since its next to my window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually just took a couple random pictures because if you see I have memory ports and I just wanted to see how they worked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-112641568379209265?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/112641568379209265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=112641568379209265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112641568379209265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112641568379209265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2005/09/september-10-2005.html' title='September 10, 2005'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-112598358515937946</id><published>2005-09-05T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T22:13:05.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September 5, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/610b2ed6.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kind of cute.  This Honda Civic thing wanted to show me thing or two on my way home today from Chano's.  Reved and blew right past me.  Yeah.  Okay, my boat wasn't made for going fast.  It was ment for crusing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished packing some things up.  We're &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2005/US/09/05/katrina.impact/index.html"&gt;donating&lt;/a&gt; some essentials to &lt;a href="http://www.gchope.org/"&gt;Giving Children Hope.&lt;/a&gt;  Good for them and good for me.  I just got more stuff out of my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait until my Kinesiology presentation is done.  Then i can relax a little bit, go shopping for some furniture and then freak out again about 2d Advanced/Flash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this week was fairly depressing.  Not only (still) can't open my mouth but our canary died.  We think she was &lt;a href="http://www.merckvetmanual.com/mvm/index.jsp?cfile=htm/bc/205803.htm"&gt;egg-bound.&lt;/a&gt;  This moldy project should have been finished days ago.  And I couldn't hang out with Chano and his friends when I was over for the block party.  I was inside doing homework.  Or if I was hanging out all I could think about was homework or Zoe. (Robin's dog.) Or what Chano's mom is thinking...hinting along the line of future marriage.  If you can only see my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get out of this house more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-112598358515937946?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/112598358515937946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=112598358515937946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112598358515937946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112598358515937946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2005/09/september-5-2005.html' title='September 5, 2005'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-112560020409265929</id><published>2005-09-01T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T11:43:24.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September 1, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/Jolene/IMG_4088_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on the 30th of August I got all four of my wisdom teeth pulled.&lt;br /&gt;The best thing was being put to sleep.  That was about as exciting as it got.  The crazy xrays of my entire jaw were cool, but not as awesome as a blink of an eye nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took that picture yesterday, however, my face is more swollen today.  i can sort of see my cheek.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my top left side I had a underdeveloped wisdom tooth (looked like a grain of rice) well, when they went in to retrieve it it slipped and went into my sinus cavity.  They had to wake me up take more xrays to make sure where it went and then put me back under again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pretty much my nose bleeds often and my cheek is bruised and very swollen.  The pain, bleeding and nausia keep me up.  I haven't been able to be at school Tuesday (the day I had the surgery) or yesterday because I was so sick.  I tried to do homework yesterday but I felt like I needed to throw up when I was on the computer for only 10 minutes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today feels slightly better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-112560020409265929?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/112560020409265929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=112560020409265929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112560020409265929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112560020409265929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2005/09/september-1-2005.html' title='September 1, 2005'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-112510669559449274</id><published>2005-08-26T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T18:38:15.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August 26, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/Jolene/IMG_4026_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/Jolene/IMG_4026_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      Sandra came over yesterday.  We hung out pretty much all day.  We had lunch with Chano at Chipotle.  MMmmmm....burritos that are so big they are as big as my face...Mmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Afterwards we came back to my house and digested.  Sandra found my camera on the table and started taking pictures...it was like a horror movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/Jolene/IMG_3977_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/Jolene/IMG_3978_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/Jolene/IMG_3979_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/Jolene/IMG_3980_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/Jolene/IMG_3981_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Unfortunately I had to do some research on mold at Barnes and Noble so we took a trip there.  Wonderful airconditioning.  I sat around and took notes while she wandered around looking for a present for our friend Lalit.  She then said she needed to go for a meeting.  She said she was going to go and pay for the books.  I said, "i'll be right here." expecting her to come back and say bye to me.  I sat and read, and took notes, and then before I knew it, about 5 - 10 minutes went by and she didn't come back!  I tried to call her on her cell to ask her why she ditched me but she didn't answer...probably bumping her Shakira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I hope your alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-112510669559449274?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/112510669559449274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=112510669559449274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112510669559449274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112510669559449274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2005/08/august-26-2005.html' title='August 26, 2005'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-112493271942651583</id><published>2005-08-24T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T18:18:39.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August 24, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/f537ba37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/f537ba37.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/f537ba37.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I realize I love food too much to be &lt;a href="http://www.com.cuhk.edu.hk/varsity/9603/eating1.jpg"&gt;anorexic&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://cache.corbis.com/agent/14/00/02/14000209.jpg"&gt;bulimic&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just disgusting what I learned today in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, what is wrong with people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I had self image issues but now I look back and say, "what the fuck was I thinking?" primarily because I gained a lot of weight these past couple months. But things are going better now and I'm starting to loose weight again. I say that because today I managed to fit back into some older pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel better about myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-112493271942651583?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/112493271942651583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=112493271942651583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112493271942651583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112493271942651583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2005/08/august-24-2005.html' title='August 24, 2005'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-112484559608534127</id><published>2005-08-23T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T18:06:36.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August 23, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/Jolene/6c4fbfbd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/slanteye14/Jolene/6c4fbfbd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fun filled day at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a mock interview with career sevices today in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I roxored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I got the "job."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we watched a movie called &lt;a href="http://www.thecorporation.com/"&gt;The Coporation.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great movie.  Kinda long...but good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got my camera to start working properly, so I'll probably be posting various useless pictures now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-112484559608534127?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/112484559608534127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=112484559608534127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112484559608534127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112484559608534127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2005/08/august-23-2005.html' title='August 23, 2005'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-112416675706090675</id><published>2005-08-15T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T21:32:37.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August 15, 2005</title><content type='html'>I love the comments, but could you please write &lt;a href="http://www.mathematik.uni-ulm.de/~rossberg/backgrounds/question.jpg"&gt;who&lt;/a&gt; you are afterwards.  although i'm pretty sure it's only one person leaving a comment.  but please do so anyway.  thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so now I'm pretty &lt;a href="http://www.ctrlaltdel-online.com/index.php?t=archives&amp;date=last"&gt;bored&lt;/a&gt; out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was thinking.  I thought of something significant to write about but I guess it wasn't significant enough for me to remember today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I'll go back to doing either homework or &lt;a href="http://www.bungie.net/"&gt;pwning&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-112416675706090675?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/112416675706090675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=112416675706090675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112416675706090675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112416675706090675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2005/08/august-15-2005.html' title='August 15, 2005'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-112387410532033151</id><published>2005-08-12T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T12:15:05.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August 11, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://myspace-115.vo.llnwd.net/00002/51/11/2841115_l.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspace-115.vo.llnwd.net/00002/51/11/2841115_l.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://myspace-115.vo.llnwd.net/00002/51/11/2841115_l.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and met &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=7882&amp;amp;Mytoken=20050812115701"&gt;Doug &lt;/a&gt;yesterday and we went and ate sushi for lunch. which was great since i havent' had sushi in a long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet still &lt;a href="http://www.guildwars.com/"&gt;Guild Wars&lt;/a&gt; is calling my name. I can hear it in the wind. I'm considering buying it during the winter vacation. I'll have my lovely 3week long vacation! and I'll utilize that time doing important stuffers and possibly playing Guild Wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd really like to dedicate that last paragraph to Alvin who tried so hard to convince me that when I play &lt;a href="http://nico.rave.org/htmlgfx/not_addicted.jpg"&gt;I won't be addicted&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I'm excited. In two weeks my brother and sister wil be taking a cruise with my grandma for a week. Even though I am slightly jealous that they will be doing all sorts of fun activities, including surfing, i can't wait until they are gone! quietness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents will &lt;a href="http://www.ammahls.com/random/bummer.gif"&gt;still&lt;/a&gt; be home.  Although i belive my mom wants to go out and have fun while they are gone.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Either way I can't wait for the quietness to return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-112387410532033151?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/112387410532033151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=112387410532033151' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112387410532033151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112387410532033151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2005/08/august-11-2005.html' title='August 11, 2005'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-112368997146759314</id><published>2005-08-10T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T09:06:11.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mornings.</title><content type='html'>Every morning (actually about 4am) I wake up with a coughing fit.&lt;br /&gt;It's terrible because I almost can't breathe and my throat is so dry and scratchy.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I'm up for a bit trying to fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, its wonderful on the days I have morning class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, on a quick side note, I'm done with the new Harry Potter book.  I was pretty busy so it took me two weeks to finish it.  But I did it the other night.  I was up at 3am reading!  So exciting towards the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, there was a stupid fatality accident on the 405 this morning...and well....the teacher is late.  class supposedly starts at 730 but its already 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-112368997146759314?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/112368997146759314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=112368997146759314' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112368997146759314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112368997146759314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2005/08/mornings.html' title='Mornings.'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-112300485734616468</id><published>2005-08-02T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T10:47:37.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning of my "Vacation"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.nrk.no/img/501768.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.nrk.no/img/501768.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come home. No one is home. It is so quiet. The dog looks at me. I let him out. I sit down. I nap. For hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up, realize I'm fed up with the way the house looks and I clean something. Usually laundry (cause I don't want to go to school naked.) or the bathroom because it was just plain fucken gross in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the new Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;I some times wish I didn't start reading it.  it takes up a lot of my time!  Cause all I can think about is reading it!  At least during the times I'm not doing anything entirely important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy comes over and we make/run out and get dinner.  He brought over his xbox last night so we started playing H2 online together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just enjoying how freakin' quiet it is in this house.  It's wonderful.  Best thing ever.  My parents need to leave me alone more often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-112300485734616468?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/112300485734616468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=112300485734616468' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112300485734616468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112300485734616468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2005/08/beginning-of-my-vacation.html' title='The Beginning of my &quot;Vacation&quot;'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-112266202137007988</id><published>2005-07-29T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T11:33:57.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Venting</title><content type='html'>Ok, atm I just need to vent a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn 3D Studio Max and its/my inability to figure out how to merge crap correctly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...fun stuff might possibly happen next week.&lt;br /&gt;My family will be out to New Mexico for a week. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you already heard me say it, but I'm just excited.&lt;br /&gt;A REAL vacation....no family!&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be great.....niiiiice and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some strippers....BBQ....games (duh)....yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-112266202137007988?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/112266202137007988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=112266202137007988' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112266202137007988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112266202137007988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2005/07/venting.html' title='Venting'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14456520.post-112261744781433587</id><published>2005-07-28T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T23:13:37.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Blog</title><content type='html'>Alright, I'm tired of cutting and pasting my blogs...and people saying i need to do this blog and that blog..and whatever, but here....here is where it shall all be condensed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what I'm saying is that I'm going to do all my blogging here, and on my livejournal / xanga / myspace....I'll post on those sites the link to here a couple of times and then I suppose by then you guys who like to frequently read my stuff when your bored will have book marked this page.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14456520-112261744781433587?l=slanteye14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/feeds/112261744781433587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14456520&amp;postID=112261744781433587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112261744781433587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14456520/posts/default/112261744781433587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slanteye14.blogspot.com/2005/07/new-blog_28.html' title='The New Blog'/><author><name>Jolene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04849593705025547057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_d0xn77qUDn8/R7_SaJ1JkzI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/odp8QIqpZM4/S220/Picture+16_small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
