<?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-3688381</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:55:44.812-04:00</updated><title type='text'>under the couch</title><subtitle type='html'>my little corner for random ramblings and tell people about my life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-83551805</id><published>2002-10-26T08:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-26T08:43:46.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>P.S. &lt;p&gt; &lt;i&gt;*wishes it was next saturday*&lt;/i&gt; I &lt;b&gt;WANT&lt;/b&gt; my filler bunny. :'( why can't it be next weekend? &lt;p&gt;and I suppose this proves what I've been saying all along to you people. &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;SLEEP IS NOT NEEDED!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Current Mood:&lt;/b&gt;why don't you ask me what it feels like to be a freak?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Current Song I'm Hearing:&lt;/b&gt;Rob Zombie - Demon Speeding&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Current Favourite Quote:&lt;/b&gt;I was right and you were wrong, I'm gonna sing the I was right song. ~Mr. Bumpy
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-83551805?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83551805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83551805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83551805' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-83551669</id><published>2002-10-26T08:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-26T08:36:04.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*sigh* why must Morning exist? or at least, why must I always experiance it?&lt;br&gt;I went to sleep at like 5:00 A.M., and it's now what? only 8:30 A.M.?&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;*sighs*  *curses michelles interestingness&lt;/i&gt; it's all your fault. you and your talking-to-worthiness. gr. &lt;i&gt;*kicks Michelle in the shin*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;now, I have to wait until the Drama teacher guy calls me, so I can tell him I found a way to get there. which means I can't leave the house today, because I have no idea when he's going to call.&lt;p&gt;oi well. I go now.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-83551669?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83551669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83551669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83551669' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-83545421</id><published>2002-10-26T02:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-26T03:09:56.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wee. some Black Mage quotes&lt;p&gt;At Least I shall die as I have lived.. Completely surrounded by morons.&lt;p&gt;We have reached the point where only &lt;b&gt;rampant&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;unchecked&lt;/b&gt; stabbing can save us&lt;p&gt;I would jump into the acid right now, just to save time, but then I wouldn't be able to hear your own horrible acidy screams of death&lt;p&gt;Lady, you can kill the rest of us, but I &lt;b&gt;beg &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;of you, let me finish him off! &lt;b&gt;please!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just want to cause devastation on a global scale, is that so wrong?&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-83545421?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83545421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83545421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83545421' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-83492833</id><published>2002-10-24T22:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-24T22:51:21.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Six&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Gimme five... Psyche! Ah, 6, you're so gullible. Probably because you're such the Loyalist—very trusting. Cheer up, your friendship is rarer than a faithful politician. And if there were more 6s out there, the world would be a better place. Only problem is, once you've been burned, your trust flees the scene like a scared rabbit. As a result, it's possible to come off a little cold and standoffish. Bad first impressions might stick with you. And if people don't pay their share of a dinner tab, it might taint your view of them as potential friends. On the other hand, your BS radar is one of the sharpest around. That's why you may prefer shooting pool with friends instead of jockeying for position at the local singles' night. As a loyal Number 6, you're short on pickup lines and long on eye contact. If you find security within yourself, you might become less affected by the mistakes of others. So if you find a little extra support in life, you'll be well on your way to joining the ranks of other famous 6s: Michelle Pfeiffer, Jay Leno, Tom Hanks, and Julia Roberts. 
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Your high score in the Openness category means that you probably have a strong creative streak. Your broad intellectual curiosity and your interest in the various arts set you apart. Some people may consider you somewhat of a dreamer, and your taste for variety often means moving quickly on to the next experience. This tendency makes you appear a bit flighty and inconsistent. But these elements of your personality simply reflect a character full of new ideas and charged with emotions.&lt;p&gt;
Conscientiousness&lt;p&gt;

Your medium score in the Conscientiousness category means that you have achieved a solid balance in your outlook towards responsibility. You are probably somewhat organized, with a little room for improvement. Your priorities probably reflect a mix of work and play. Thoughtfulness characterizes your thinking style, so you give gravity to important decisions without making a big deal out of minor issues. You are probably serious about achieving success, but do not feel completely driven by this motivation. All in all, you've got a very healthy perspective on work and duty.&lt;p&gt;

Extraversion&lt;p&gt;

Your medium score in the Extraversion category defines your social identity. You are probably comfortable in either a crowd or by yourself, and spending time alone or with company is equally enjoyable. When among others, you tend to stand in the foreground, although you may not always wish to take the position of a leader. Instead, you seem to prefer moving between the role of leader and follower, as the situation requires. You probably keep a moderately active social life; you're generally on the lookout for excitement, but certainly don't require it. You tend to keep a fairly positive emotional outlook, and people can usually count on your for some good cheer.&lt;p&gt;

Agreeableness&lt;p&gt;

The Agreeableness category refers to your social disposition. Your medium score indicates someone who balances the priorities of your own inner voice with the needs of others. You tend to be concerned with the harmony of the group, while maintaining a certain independence. Depending on the situation, you might adopt a stance that defers to the wishes of others, or else assert your own individuality. In this way, you have a great deal of tact, and believe in the situational equality of people. You probably have an approachable and kind personality. People probably admire you for your ability to speak your mind when appropriate.&lt;p&gt;
Negative Emotionality&lt;p&gt;

Negative Emotionality scale refers to your emotional reactivity. Your low score implies that you generally resist the influence of what's going on around you. Confronted by situations that most people would find upsetting, you'll often remain calm and rational. For example, strong feelings of embarrassment, sadness, stress or anger are emotions that may not arise too often within you. Instead, you seem to resolve these issues with a minimum of difficulty. Your personality is best characterized as cool and levelheaded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-83492173?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83492173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83492173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83492173' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-83438637</id><published>2002-10-23T22:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-23T22:36:43.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="300" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="180"&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disorder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="120"&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#paranoid"&gt;Paranoid&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Very High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#schizoid"&gt;Schizoid&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0033" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#schizotypal"&gt;Schizotypal&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#antisocial"&gt;Antisocial&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#borderline"&gt;Borderline&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#histrionic"&gt;Histrionic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#narcissistic"&gt;Narcissistic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#avoidant"&gt;Avoidant&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#dependent"&gt;Dependent&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#obsessive"&gt;Obsessive-Compulsive&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/personality_disorder_test.mv"&gt;Click Here To Take The Test&lt;/a&gt; --&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-83433439?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83433439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83433439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83433439' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-83312246</id><published>2002-10-21T15:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-21T15:53:22.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/silvernyte/quizzes/%3CH1%3EWhich%20Aspect%20Are%20You%3F%3C%2FH1%3E/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1031371942_CDocumentsandSettingsOwnerMyDocumentsNewFolderweazultest.gif" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;H1&gt;Which Aspect Are You?&lt;/H1&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-83312246?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83312246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83312246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83312246' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-83311852</id><published>2002-10-21T15:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-21T15:45:48.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/BeanOfDoom/quizzes/...~.Are%20you%20Happy%20Noodle%20Boy%3F.~.../"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/B/BeanOfDoom/1034944363_ouareHNBBB.gif" border="0" alt="%5Bimage%5D"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Happy Noodle Boy. You're almighty and Christina wants to marry you. Grrr. Woof. Gimme some CHEESE. &lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;...~.Are you Happy Noodle Boy?.~...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-83311852?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83311852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83311852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83311852' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-83311302</id><published>2002-10-21T15:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-21T15:31:42.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/spicychicken/quizzes/---What%20fast%20food%20condiment%20are%20you%3F---/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizilla.com/user_images/1032834471_CMyDocumentsfotoQmayo.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;---What fast food condiment are you?---&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-83311302?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83311302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83311302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83311302' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-83311200</id><published>2002-10-21T15:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-21T15:29:25.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/findingstars/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20punk%20kid%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizilla.com/user_images/1033477826_CPicsquizregularkid.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What kind of punk kid are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/MuffyTaj/quizzes/A%20different%20quiz%2C%20what%20strange%20type%20of%20person%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1033630828_reamercopy.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;A different quiz, what strange type of person are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/peachynat/quizzes/which%20eye%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizilla.com/user_images/1032679889_CDocumentsandSettingsOwnerMyDocumentsangry.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;which eye are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;br&gt;didn't I do this one already?
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-83311200?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83311200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83311200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83311200' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-83310711</id><published>2002-10-21T15:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-21T15:18:48.993-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/theandrea/quizzes/What%20Moulin%20Rouge%20Character%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/theandrea/1034711114_ougezidler.jpg" border="0" alt="zidler"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Moulin Rouge Character Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;stupid thing doesn't want to work. oi well. it was supposed to be "hand holding - you like to be in constant physical contact with your special someone but you don't want to take things too quickly."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-83310387?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83310387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83310387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83310387' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-83310117</id><published>2002-10-21T15:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-21T15:05:44.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/theandrea/quizzes/What's%20Your%20Personality%20Type%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1034037974_nalitygeek.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-83310117?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83310117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83310117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83310117' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-83308739</id><published>2002-10-21T14:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-21T15:02:52.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I update now. even though it's probably a waste of time.&lt;br&gt;
the one person that IS still talking to  me isn't on.still asleep, I guess. even though you said you'd be on. *tear*&lt;br&gt;
oh well. more tests&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/theandrea/quizzes/What%20Color%20Eyes%20Should%20You%20Have%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1034108184_CAndreaquizeyesbrown.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Color Eyes Should You Have?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/rosiekins/quizzes/Which%20Personality%20Disorder%20Do%20You%20Have%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1033888926_ffschizoid.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Personality Disorder Do You Have?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/theandrea/quizzes/What%20Office%20Space%20character%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1034032244_CAndreaquizpostpeter.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Office Space character are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Current Mood:&lt;/b&gt;sad :(&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Current Song I'm Listening To:&lt;/b&gt;DKM - Do or Die&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Current Favourite Quote:&lt;/b&gt;you do know you will die slowly for this ~ me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-83308739?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83308739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83308739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83308739' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-83271971</id><published>2002-10-20T20:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-20T20:57:17.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;fuck, just fuck&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-83271971?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83271971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83271971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83271971' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-83081738</id><published>2002-10-16T17:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-16T17:27:32.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is my horroscope for today&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;
A so-called real problem is more of an imaginary beast. Tackle the issues that you've been dodging. Frustration is a badly made, itchy garment that you're ready to peel off and discard.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
what problem are they talking about? damned if I know.&lt;br&gt;Frustrations? dunno either.&lt;br&gt; oh well. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Current Mood:&lt;/b&gt;okay&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Current Song I'm Hearing:&lt;/b&gt;Nox Theme&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Current Favourite Quote:&lt;/b&gt; Come with us peacefully or I'll bash you again! ~A guard in Dün Mïr&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-83081738?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83081738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83081738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#83081738' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-83034715</id><published>2002-10-15T18:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-15T18:27:09.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I suppose I should update. but I can't think why. anyways. here's more tests for you to do. supplied, as almost always, by Mickie.

&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/eyecanspy/weirdoquiz.html" target="new"&gt;
&lt;img src="http://members.aol.com/orsorum/weirdo/psycho" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/eyecanspy/weirdoquiz.html" target="new"&gt;what sort of weirdo are you?&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br&gt;this quiz by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/karibelle"&gt;belle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;table border="6" bordercolor="green" align="center" width="375"&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;You are Electronica!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Living a life as active and colorful as the strobe lights of the dance floor, you are electronica. Your life is a party, or at least that's how you'd like it to be. Your main themes are energy, excitement, and playfulness. You figure: life is short. You only get one shot at it, so why waste it being miserable? You're mostly concerned with immediate pleasure and are very outgoing. Even when you're sad you seem to find a reason to smile. To many this trait is very pleasant, but to those inclined to bitterness it can seem obnoxious and annoying.
&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;center&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.liquid2k.com/jchill/Quiz/Music"&gt;what music genre are you&lt;/a&gt; quiz by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=psychosisx"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.livejournal.com/userinfo.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~psychosisx"&gt;PsychosisX!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;table  border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" align="CENTER" bordercolor="#333333" width="350"&gt;
  &lt;tr&gt; 
    &lt;td&gt; 
      &lt;div align="center"&gt;
        &lt;a href="http://www.pyrrha.org/pulp"&gt;&lt;img border=0 align="CENTER" width=300 height=107 
src="http://www.pyrrha.org/pulp/char/lancebanner.jpg" 
alt="What Pulp Fiction Character Are You?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;/div&gt;
          &lt;br&gt;Your inner child screams for cartoons and sugary cereals, but your adult tastes love the buzz of quality mind altering substances. Sooner or later, you're going to have to grow up, at least a bit.
          &lt;br&gt;
          &lt;br&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.pyrrha.org/pulp"&gt;What Pulp Fiction Character Are You?&lt;/a&gt; quiz.&lt;/p&gt;      
          &lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-83034715?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83034715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/83034715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#83034715' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-82869896</id><published>2002-10-11T23:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-15T18:29:41.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*sigh* I just can't think today.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Current Favourite Quote: &lt;/b&gt; My attention span will focus on monkeys in 45 seconds ~Walky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-82869896?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/82869896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/82869896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82869896' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-82701145</id><published>2002-10-08T15:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-15T18:30:32.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;I suppose I should update today, but I can't think of anything to write. oh well. I'll just keep tying stuff until I do.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;*deletes half page of random letters*
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;anyways, I got Jellybeans :-). Hi michelle. your in my blog post for today, happy?. I go now
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Current mood:&lt;/b&gt; happy
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Current Song I'm Hearing:&lt;/b&gt;The Offspring - One Fine Day
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Current Favourite Quote:&lt;/b&gt;I Believe it's my god given right, to destroy everything in my sight ~The Offspring&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-82701145?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/82701145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/82701145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82701145' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-82607744</id><published>2002-10-06T18:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-06T18:06:24.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>
&lt;font size="2" face="Courier new, Courier"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ptocheia.net/piss/index.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ptocheia.net/piss/images/stupid.jpg" border=none&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
 *looks at the current world's population* You must have a lot of frustration then.&lt;/font&gt; 
&lt;p&gt;
 &lt;a href="http://www.ptocheia.net/piss/index.html"&gt; What pisses you off?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;
 Created by &lt;a href="http://ptocheia.livejournal.com"&gt;ptocheia&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-82607744?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/82607744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/82607744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82607744' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-82604555</id><published>2002-10-06T16:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-15T18:44:32.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;wee. tests for today. you can thank Michelle for supplying this round of them. &lt;a href="http://www.more1217.blogspot.com"&gt;go read her blog.&lt;/a&gt; 
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/azuremariposa/quizzes/What%20Element%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1033233918_magesearth.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Element Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/wintermoon/quizzes/How%20Emotional%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizilla.com/user_images/1032400968_CDocumentsandSettingsOwnerMyDocuments4journalquiz11.gif" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;How Emotional Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/newdoll/quizzes/What%20type%20of%20artist%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizilla.com/user_images/1033007919_CMyDocumentspop.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What type of artist are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/peachynat/quizzes/which%20eye%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizilla.com/user_images/1032679989_CDocumentsandSettingsOwnerMyDocumentssmart.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;which eye are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/arwen/quizzes/What%20Stone%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizilla.com/user_images/1032316053_CMyDocumentsMyPicturesstoneshematitequiz.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Stone Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/markelle/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20porno%20would%20you%20star%20in%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizilla.com/user_images/1033480624_opgangbang.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What kind of porno would you star in?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Current Mood:&lt;/b&gt; ... meh
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Current Song I'm Hearing:&lt;/b&gt; ICP &amp; Twiztid - Magic Ninjas
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Current Favourite Quote:&lt;/b&gt; hypnotize that muthafucka&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-82604555?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/82604555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/82604555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82604555' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-82512193</id><published>2002-10-04T08:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-15T18:46:27.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;wee.. i'm gonna be late for school. oh well. like I care. someone got stabbed in the head yesterday. and I had nothing to do with it. damnit &gt;_&lt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;oh yeah. test for today.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.aol.com/groovydougie/quizzes/plaid.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://members.aol.com/groovydougie/quizzes/pattern.htm"&gt;What Pattern Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;i'm so great. anyways. I should probably go to school now. but I don't wanna :'(
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Current Mood:&lt;/b&gt; Sad
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Current Song I'm Hearing:&lt;/b&gt; none *-*
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Current Favourite Quote:&lt;/b&gt; In my day we didn't have any of the knife fighting Bullshit. We Fought with our fists. ~Peter Town, my cooking teacher&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-82512193?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/82512193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/82512193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82512193' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-82168905</id><published>2002-09-26T19:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-15T18:52:14.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;fuck ass damnit! stupid effing blogger. had like a page long post done, and the stupid thing 404'd when I hit post. so that means I lost the whole bloody thing and have to rewrite it. *sigh* *stabs blogger*
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;anyways. I shall try to rewrite as much of it as I can.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;stupid thing. I can't remember any of it.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;oh well. here's my test for today.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://home.neo.rr.com/bugslair/sextest/lion.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Take the &lt;a href="http://home.neo.rr.com/bugslair/sextest/comparison.htm"&gt;What
animal best portrays your sexual appetite??&lt;/a&gt; Quiz &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Current Mood:&lt;/b&gt; Annoyed
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Current Song I'm hearing:&lt;/b&gt; Tim Follin - remixed by d0d0 - Bionicbpm. Bionic Commando RMX
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Current Favourite Quote:&lt;/b&gt; If life is a waste of time, and time is a waste of life, then let's all get wasted and have the time of our lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-82168905?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/82168905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/82168905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_09_22_archive.html#82168905' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-81755594</id><published>2002-09-17T23:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-15T18:54:07.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;I just felt like sharing these. my comments in italics ^_^
&lt;br&gt;this will be finished tomorrow. or whenever.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;Here are the best headlines of the year (yes, they are real)...
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;1. Include Your Children When Baking Cookies
&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;they taste very good in cookies&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;2. Something Went Wrong In Jet Crash, Expert Says
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;3. Police Begin Campaign To Run Down Jaywalkers
&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt; run them down! &lt;/i&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;4. Safety Experts Say School Bus Passengers Should Be Belted
&lt;br&gt;5. Drunk Gets Nine Months In Violin Case
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;6. Survivor Of Siamese Twins Joins Parents
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;7. Iraqi Head Seeks Arms
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;8. Prostitutes Appeal To Pope
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;9. Panda Mating Fails; Veterinarian Takes Over
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;10. British Left Waffles On Falkland Islands
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;11. Lung Cancer In Women Mushrooms
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;12. Eye Drops Off Shelf
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;13. Teachers Strike Idle Kids
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;14. Clinton Wins On Budget, But More Lies Ahead
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;15. Enraged Cow Injures Farmer With Ax
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;16. Plane Too Close To Ground, Crash Probe Told
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;17. Miners Refuse To Work After Death
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;18. Juvenile Court To Try Shooting Defendant
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;19. Stolen Painting Found By Tree
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;20. Two Sisters Reunited After 18 Years In Checkout Counter
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;21. Killer Sentenced To Die For Second Time In 10 Years
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;22. Never Withhold Herpes Infection From Loved One
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;23. War Dims Hope For Peace
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;24. If Strike Isn't Settled Quickly, It May Last A While
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;25. Cold Wave Linked To Temperatures
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;26. Deer Kill 17,000
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;27. Enfields Couple Slain, Police Suspect Homicide
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;28. Red Tape Holds Up New Bridge
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;29. Typhoon Rips Through Cemetery; Hundreds Dead
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;30. Man Struck By Lightening Faces Battery Charge
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;31. New Study Of Obesity Looks For Larger Test Group
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;32. Astronaut Takes Blame For Gas In Spacecraft
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;33. Kids Make Nutritious Snacks
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;34. Chef Throws His Heart In Helping Feed Needy
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;35. Arson Suspect Held In Massachusetts Fire
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;36. Ban On Soliciting Dead In Trotwood
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;37. Local High School Dropout Cuts In Half
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;38. New Vaccine May Contain Rabies
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&lt;br&gt;39. Hospitals Are Sued By 7 Foot Doctors&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-81755594?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/81755594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/81755594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_09_15_archive.html#81755594' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-81755331</id><published>2002-09-17T23:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-17T23:29:41.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One of the reasons marijuana is illegal today is because cotton growers in the '30s lobbied against hemp farmers, they saw it as competition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-81755331?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/81755331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/81755331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_09_15_archive.html#81755331' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-81755205</id><published>2002-09-17T23:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-17T23:26:57.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If life is a waste of time, and time is a waste of life, then let's all get wasted and have the time of our lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-81755205?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/81755205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/81755205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_09_15_archive.html#81755205' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-81630666</id><published>2002-09-15T10:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-15T22:00:45.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'd like to share this, just because this nit-wit started talking to me for no reason when I was in a foul-mood.&lt;br&gt;
Session Start (AIM - EvilDustBunny:e3oo3e): Sat Sep 14 21:07:53 2002&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br&gt;
Rory: and you are?..&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: you should fall of the bridge of death and die&lt;br&gt;
Rory: wouldn't I have to be dead to get on the bridge of death?&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: neg&lt;br&gt;
Rory: are you sure? why's it called the bridge of death if you don't have to be dead to get on it?&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: because you fall off the bridge and die.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: so u call it the bridge of death&lt;br&gt;
Rory: then it would be a pit of death or floor of death. the bridge itself doesn't kill you. the floor does.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: no the bridge does&lt;br&gt;
Rory: falling doesn't kill you. it's that sudden stop at the end.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: you die in the bair&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: air even&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: the bridge of death could be just the name of it&lt;br&gt;
Rory: that doesn't make much sense. you can't die from too much air. and you can't fall so fast that you can't breath, because of the whole terminal velocity thing.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: yeah but what if the air is poisened air down there, like mars or something&lt;br&gt;
Rory: but then it wouldn't be air. it would be poisonous gas.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: it isn't gas&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: it is air&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: don't question the ways of the bridge of death is it very mysterious&lt;br&gt;
Rory: it could be a bridge of falling-off-ness.&lt;br&gt;
Rory: that would work ^_^&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: that doesn't hav the same ring to it&lt;br&gt;
Rory: but you have to be honest in your advertising. or else you get in trouble.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: how they are gonna die what are they gonna do.&lt;br&gt;
Rory: die when they hit the ground.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: So there is no way for me to get in trouble&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: cuz they are dead&lt;br&gt;
Rory: but their what if someone lived after falling off the bridge, if they had a hanglider or something? then you'd be in trouble.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: they aren't allowed to have a hang glider, how are they gonna fly up with that thing, they will just slowly glide to their death&lt;br&gt;
Rory: but you said they die from falling. they won't be falling if their gliding.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: so they still die.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: is it just the way&lt;br&gt;
Rory: but they won't be falling &gt;_&lt; you said they die from falling.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: They just die&lt;br&gt;
Rory: but they have to die SOMEHOW.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: when they fall, your thinking about it to much&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: they just die&lt;br&gt;
Rory: you can't just die for no reason. there's always a cause.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: there is some more ways that no one knows&lt;br&gt;
Rory: it always involves some organ failing or other.&lt;br&gt;
Rory: just the cause is different.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: they just die!&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: there is no way of explaing it&lt;br&gt;
Rory: there's always a way of explaning it. even if you can't find the cause.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: you can't explain it.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: it just happenes&lt;br&gt;
Rory: it doesn't just happen. there's always a cause.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: sure it does&lt;br&gt;
Rory: noo...&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: yes&lt;br&gt;
Rory: name one way of dying that doesn't have a cause.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: falling off the bridge of death&lt;br&gt;
Rory: that doesn't cause it. something else causes it.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: yes it does&lt;br&gt;
Rory: falling off a bridge can't kill you. hitting something after falling off would.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: no&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: u get a heart attack&lt;br&gt;
Rory: that's a cause.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: cuz ur falling off the bridge of death&lt;br&gt;
Rory: but if you had a hanglider you wouldn't be scared.&lt;br&gt;
Rory: and you can live through a heart attack.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: not this kinda heart attack&lt;br&gt;
Rory: you could call it the bridge of heart attack causingness.&lt;br&gt;
Rory: ^_^&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: that sucks tho. &lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: the bridge of death is a awesome name&lt;br&gt;
Rory: but you can't get sued for false advertising.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: i know i can't&lt;br&gt;
Rory: if you call it the bridge of heart-attack-causingness&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: NO&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: IT IS THE BRIDGE OF DEATH&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: IT WAS NAMED IN LIKE THE 1600 when they didn't get some technical&lt;br&gt;
Rory: but it's not the thing killing them. the heart attack is. and you can live through a heart attack.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: not this kinda heart attack&lt;br&gt;
Rory: why not this kind? what's so special about it?&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: cuz it was named in the 1600's&lt;br&gt;
Rory: what does that have to do with causing heart attacks?&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: cuz it is all old and shit&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: with the picnic panties&lt;br&gt;
Rory: what do picnic panties have to do with a bridge?&lt;br&gt;
Rory: and what ARE picnic panties?&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: CUZ THEY DIO&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: U GOTTA WEAR EM&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: they are like underware with the croch cut out cuz back in the day&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: they just like squawed in the woods&lt;br&gt;
Rory: riiight..&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: it is tru&lt;br&gt;
Rory: but what do they have to do with a bridge that causes heart attacks?&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: cuz u gotta wear em&lt;br&gt;
Rory: so there's going to be a picnic on the bridge of death?&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: yah&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: with alot of fatty foods&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: so u die&lt;br&gt;
Rory: but not all fat causes heart attacks.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: ALL THE FOODS THAT CAUSE HEART ATTACK!&lt;br&gt;
Rory: and you can eat them anywhere, so what does that have to do with a bridge?&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: cuz it does&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: don't think&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: just comply&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: like the military&lt;br&gt;
Rory: sorry. my job is to think. you can be a zombie if you like.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: your job is to fall of the bridge of death and DIE&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: like ur suppost 2&lt;br&gt;
Rory: but I'd be smart enough to bring a safety line or something onto a bridge called the bridge of death. even if it is a fake name.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: well u have to strip before u jump&lt;br&gt;
Rory: why would I want to jump off?&lt;br&gt;
Rory: and what does that have to do with my safety line?&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: cuz u have to&lt;br&gt;
Rory: but then it'd be the bridge of jump-offyness&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: no&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: it would be the bridge of death&lt;br&gt;
Rory: no. you can jump off bridges and live. it's called bungee jumping.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: NO BUNGEE&lt;br&gt;
Rory: then why would you want to jump off?&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: cuz u gotta die&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: JUST DO IT!!&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: are u at a lan?&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: with jason&lt;br&gt;
Rory: why do I have to die?&lt;br&gt;
Rory: and what's Jason got to do with anything?&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: because&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: is he over there&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: HUH&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: WHERE IS HE&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: AT YOUR LAN FARTY&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: WHY&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: CUIZ &lt;br&gt;
Rory: how should I know?&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: U KNOW&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: NOW TELL&lt;br&gt;
Rory: why? you only want me to jump off the bridge of jump-offyness and die.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: and i want you to tell me where jason is&lt;br&gt;
Rory: at camp crystal lake, I assume.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: wtf&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: jason said he was like going to a lan&lt;br&gt;
Rory: well go call Lan then.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: A LAN&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: not lan&lt;br&gt;
Rory: well call the lan then.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: a lan&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: not the lan&lt;br&gt;
Rory: well call A Lan then.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: THE LAN&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: OR SOEMTHIGN&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: SH&lt;br&gt;
Rory: why are you getting so mad? calm down. it's not my fault you can't get your facts straight.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: yes it is&lt;br&gt;
Rory: how's it my fault? your the one that first says it's not the lan, then you say it is. that has nothing to do with me.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: because I blame things on you so i feel better about myself&lt;br&gt;
Rory: you should seek professional help on that. it's not a healthy habit.&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: MAybe&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: I am 2 poor for profestional help&lt;br&gt;
Rory: is that why you can't call Lan?&lt;br&gt;
e3oo3e: a lan&lt;br&gt;
Rory: okay fine. is that why you can't call A Lan?&lt;br&gt;
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Here he stopped talking &gt;_&lt; bastard. oh well. if you've actually read that whole thing... get a life..&lt;br&gt;
you to heather :-P&lt;br&gt;
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damn storms. I hope the power stays on long enough for me to post this. I'd better wrap it up quick.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Current Mood: &lt;/b&gt;Amused ^_^&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Current Song I'm Hearing: &lt;/b&gt;The song of rain tapping on the windows&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Current Favourite Quote: &lt;/b&gt;what do picnic panties have to do with a bridge? ~Me&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-81630666?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/81630666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/81630666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_09_15_archive.html#81630666' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-81566614</id><published>2002-09-13T15:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-13T15:51:40.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.half-asleep.com/pooh/interact/quiz/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.half-asleep.com/pooh/interact/quiz/pooh.gif" width="300" height="175" border="0"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Take the 100 Acre Personality Quiz!&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;

I'm Winnie-The-Pooh! WORSHIP ME!

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-81566614?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/81566614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/81566614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_09_08_archive.html#81566614' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-81533237</id><published>2002-09-12T21:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-15T21:51:20.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woot. i'm gonna write me a book. you can read it at &lt;a href="http://www.rorys-stories.blogspot.com"&gt;Rory's Story blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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It should be updated weekly. sometimes more often. probably less. who knows. constructive criticism is welcome. the addresses of insulters will be handed to ember demons and listed for destruction.&lt;br&gt;
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so enjoy my story. go read it now.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Current Mood:&lt;/b&gt;enthused&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Current Song I'm Hearing:&lt;/b&gt;Queen - We are the Champions&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Current Favourite Quote:&lt;/b&gt; Bob the mage? whatever happened to names like elminster or fistendelious?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-81533237?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/81533237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/81533237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_09_08_archive.html#81533237' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-81437646</id><published>2002-09-10T23:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-10T23:36:48.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;a href="http://quiz.sereine.net/" target="_win"&gt;&lt;img src="http://quiz.sereine.net/img/coffee.gif" alt="You're Coffee Crisp!" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt; Ah, the bar for the caffeine addicts. You're slightly nervous and always paranoid. My advice is to cut down on the caffeine. &lt;/center&gt;

I am COFFEE CRISP. couldn't I have gotten a better one? &gt;_&lt; stupid coffee.
I'm like the only person I know not addicted to caffiene. and *I* get the coffee crisp.
stupid tests. *bitch* *bitch* *whine* *whine*

oh well. better then nothing to do.
I'm going to start taking all the tests on my site over again, to see how many different results I get. one a day, so I have something to post.

&lt;b&gt;Current Mood:&lt;/b&gt; Annoyed &gt;_&lt;   (stupid coffee)
&lt;b&gt;Current Favourite Quote:&lt;/b&gt; Someone once said, you can't keep a good man down. this man is now dead.
&lt;b&gt;Song I'm Currently Hearing:&lt;/b&gt; none O_O
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-81437646?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/81437646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/81437646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_09_08_archive.html#81437646' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-81386724</id><published>2002-09-09T23:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-09T23:02:21.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stupid English teacher &gt;_&lt;

on my first day I have to write a page poem on 9/11.

no offence people, but GET OVER IT!

yes, people died. so you hunt down the bastards that did it. I agree with vengeance.

but you turn it into a giant fricken media circus, and annoy the hell out of me with it.

so now, I don't really care anymore.

I would like to know why the people that died are being honored for being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

yes the firefighters that died should be honored, because they gave their lives trying to help others live.

not that I particularly like humans, but they gave their lives for what they believed in, saving lives, for the dull witted, and that I find commendable. 

where was I? oh yeah. GET OVER IT! hunt what's-his-name down, kill, torture, maim him, whatever turns your crank.  Kill the rest of his lackeys to make sure it can't happen again, and so forth.

And then just get on with your lives.  The world can live without constantly being reminded of 9/11.

PS: Just for the stupid, this isn't an Anti-American post, just Anti-Media. though you create your own media. like T.V. but that's another post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-81386724?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/81386724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/81386724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_09_08_archive.html#81386724' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-81321740</id><published>2002-09-08T14:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-08T15:32:56.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;MORE TESTS! HUZZAH!&lt;/b&gt;

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I took the &lt;a href="http://mysite.freeserve.com/Intereo_Liberi/test3.htm" target="_blank"&gt;What Mythological Creature Are you?&lt;/a&gt; test by
&lt;lj user=peacefulchaos&gt; !&lt;/p&gt;


I am a dragon. *burn burn* *taunt*

&lt;a href="http://www.abashed.net/numbers.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.abashed.net/two.JPG" border="0" alt="What number are you?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.abashed.net/numbers.html" target="_blank"&gt;Take the quiz here!&lt;/a&gt;




&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.facebeneath.net/quiz/pet/ target=_blank&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.facebeneath.net/quiz/pet/rabbit.gif border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;i'm a rabbit.&lt;a href=http://www.facebeneath.net/quiz/pet/ target=_blank&gt;what kinda pet are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;quiz made by &lt;a href=http://www.facebeneath.net target=_blank&gt;muna&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-81321740?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/81321740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/81321740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_09_08_archive.html#81321740' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-81321147</id><published>2002-09-08T14:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-10T23:50:51.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Congratulations! Your general IQ score is 125.
A person whose IQ score falls in the range of 111-128 is considered to be "above average intelligence". 

yay me. i'm a brainer. what an effing surprise. ô_ô
you can find the test somewhere on &lt;a href="http://www.astrology.com"&gt; this site &lt;/a&gt; if you care to find out yours.

&lt;b&gt;Current Mood:&lt;/b&gt; Surprised. really. I am.
&lt;b&gt;Current Favourite Quote:&lt;/b&gt; well you picked me, that shows good taste ~Me
&lt;b&gt;Song I'm Currently Hearing:&lt;/b&gt; Kottonmouth Kings - Bump (Bobby B Homegrown Mix)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-81321147?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/81321147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/81321147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_09_08_archive.html#81321147' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-81250137</id><published>2002-09-06T16:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-08T14:37:02.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and yay. and update for today.
&lt;a href="http://www.sparklesparkle.net/quiz.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sparklesparkle.net/fridge.jpg" alt="I am a fridge!" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.sparklesparkle.net/quiz.html"&gt;what kitchen utensil are YOU?&lt;/a&gt;


phear my fridgidness.. ... that sounded so not right..
quiet you. I know what your thinking right now. just stop it.

The zimness of my quote. all hail ZIM!

&lt;b&gt;Current Mood:&lt;/b&gt; Cract
&lt;b&gt;Current Favourite Quote:&lt;/b&gt; "Computer!" "whaaat?" ~Zim And Computer
&lt;b&gt;Song I'm Currently Hearing:&lt;/b&gt; None &lt;b&gt;O_O&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-81250137?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/81250137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/81250137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81250137' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-80713855</id><published>2002-08-25T23:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-08T14:37:27.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mm.. Tic-Tacs.. *is addicted*

stupid bold HTML tags. fuct up my whole blog :( oh well. fixed now.

i think the Tic-Tacs are spiked with LSD. i swear my font on MSN keeps going orange then back to dark red. O.o creepy.

&lt;b&gt;Current Mood:&lt;/b&gt;meh
&lt;b&gt;Current Favourite Quote:&lt;/b&gt;Feel my amazing brain, go on, touch it! ~some Annoying bastard you meet in Baldurs Gate
&lt;b&gt;Song I'm currently hearing:&lt;/b&gt; Blink 182 - Damnit

&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-80713855?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/80713855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/80713855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_08_25_archive.html#80713855' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-80628696</id><published>2002-08-23T16:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-25T23:45:28.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heylo peoples. i read this thing on &lt;a href="www.mutedfaith.com"&gt; muted faith &lt;/a&gt; to go to  &lt;a href="http://www.google.com"&gt;google&lt;/a&gt; and then to advanced search and type in "[your name here] is" with the quotation marks. and see what you got. so just for the hell of it. i did it. this is what i got.

&lt;i&gt;My first Aussie, Cody, took 2 days to decide that Rory is the best toy that I have ever brought to him&lt;/i&gt;
[It's nice to know i'm the BEST toy he's got]

&lt;i&gt;Being named Rory is not always easy.&lt;/i&gt;
[Tell me about it]

&lt;i&gt;Rory's is located in an 1880s-era building that originally served as a railroad hotel&lt;/i&gt;
[Strange. I thought I lived in a house, damnit &gt;_&lt;]

&lt;i&gt;Rory is the Managing Director for Research of Strategy Partners International &lt;/i&gt;
[Then why don't I get payed? :-(  ]

&lt;i&gt;Rory is recognised as the leading EDM industry analyst &lt;/i&gt;
[damn i rock ^-^]

&lt;i&gt;Rory is Gone&lt;/i&gt;
[damnit. i thought i was right here &gt;_&lt;]

&lt;i&gt;Rory is evangelistic in nature with a prophetic and teaching anointing accompanying his ministry&lt;/i&gt;
[I'm an evangelist? why wasn't I informed of this?]

&lt;i&gt;Rory is a icon in the sound system business&lt;/i&gt;
[damn i rock even more ^_^]

&lt;i&gt;Dean fears Rory is losing interest in him on Gilmore Girls&lt;/i&gt;
[um.. i never HAD an interest in you Dean. sorry.]

&lt;i&gt;Rory is a senior securities lawyer with 17 years experience practicing in the junior securities markets&lt;/i&gt;
[so why don't I get payed for this?]

&lt;i&gt;Rory is known and sought after for his powerful &lt;b&gt;one-on-one&lt;/b&gt; sessions.&lt;/i&gt;
[It's so true *wink*]

&lt;i&gt;Rory is cool.&lt;/i&gt;
[yes, yes I am]

&lt;i&gt;Rory is an endearing scamp with a delicious sense of humor and is a first class cuddler&lt;/i&gt;
[heheh.. it's so true..]

&lt;i&gt;Rory is truly gorgeous and he truly knows it.&lt;/i&gt;
[yes, yes i am]

Rory is having a horrible time, forced to mingle with classmates she hates
[i'm a girl? damnit. &gt;_&lt; even though the rest will soon be true]

Rory is, by far, what every major record label would consider to be "an artist with a great future." 
[i'm gonna be an artist. sweet.. ^_^]

Rory is a Banshee and if you don't know what a Banshee is, well, you must be new around here.
[i'm a banshee. um.. boo?]

after here i got bored of doing it.

oh yeah. i'm going camping this weekend so see you all laters. bye now.

&lt;b&gt;Music i'm currently hearing:&lt;/b&gt;P.O.D. - Southtown
&lt;b&gt;Current Favourite Quote:&lt;/b&gt; I refuse to have a battle of wits with an unarmed opponent.
&lt;b&gt;Current Mood:&lt;/b&gt;bored and/or annoyed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-80628696?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/80628696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/80628696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_08_18_archive.html#80628696' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-80589947</id><published>2002-08-22T19:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-23T21:28:42.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is my update for today. and to be evil. i shall subject you to a bard song i heard and currently have stuck in my head.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;i&gt;In cormynthor, did mage mordred speak words of greed in words of phrane.&lt;br&gt;
with poisoned trough she soon unmade proud treasure of the silver blade.&lt;br&gt;
and by her side palendrila, their minds as one, come from afar.&lt;br&gt;
dark creatures drown the city bright, the dragons kin, the elf of night.&lt;br&gt;
the pool, the pool, it grows and yet; one small band against it set...&lt;p&gt;
In myth Drannor did one small band face moragork and lizard men&lt;br&gt;
In dungeon black those evils fell, to sword and fist and staff and spell.&lt;br&gt;
Along the paths they trod themselves down dusty halls long lost to elves.&lt;br&gt;
Smote the claw that grasps in greed, brave hearts in bonds they found and freed.&lt;br&gt;
From out the darkness back to light; came one small band of growing might...&lt;p&gt;
Hay for the priestess, a spirit unchained, all swords raise, the pool is dead.&lt;br&gt;
High for the bannon(?) his honor regained, all swords raise, the pool is dead.&lt;br&gt;
yay for the dwarf lord, his soul at piece, all swords raise, the pool is dead.&lt;br&gt;
hi for mythanthal(?), lifes work released, all swords raise, the pool is dead.&lt;br&gt;
for the drakelord, his fire has ended, hush for mordred, her terror has ended.&lt;br&gt;
hail the heros of cormynthor, all swords raise, the pool is dead.&lt;br&gt;
hail the beloved of myth drannor, all swords raise, the pool is dead. [repeat 6,7 times till end]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-80589947?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/80589947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/80589947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_08_18_archive.html#80589947' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-80547561</id><published>2002-08-21T21:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-21T21:59:53.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is me. making my triumphant return to the internet as an evil genius.

&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/vq.htm" target="new"&gt;
&lt;img src="http://www.mutedfaith.com/images/ev.jpg" border=0&gt;
&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/vq.htm" target="new"&gt;What Type of Villain are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com" target="new"&gt;mutedfaith.com&lt;/a&gt; / 
&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/labile"&gt;&lt;º&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


see? ^_^ i rock.

and just incase anyone thought i was ignoring them or something. i wasn't. if i didn't like you anymore. i'd tell you to go to hell. i'm way to lazy to go to all the effort of ignoring someone. i really was away for a week.

anyways.. on to more tests...

&lt;center&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/q3.htm" target="new"&gt;
&lt;img src="http://www.mutedfaith.com/images/shape.jpg" border=0&gt;
&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/q3.htm" target="new"&gt;Find your Role-Playing
Stereotype&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com" target="new"&gt;mutedfaith.com&lt;/a&gt;.
&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/labile"&gt;[Angel.]&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/center&gt;


&lt;center&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/qz4.htm" target="new"&gt;
&lt;img src="http://www.mutedfaith.com/images/time.jpg" border=0&gt;
&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/qz4.htm" target="new"&gt;find your element&lt;/a&gt;
at &lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com" target="new"&gt;mutedfaith.com&lt;/a&gt;.
&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/labile"&gt;&lt;º&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/center&gt;


&lt;center&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/q2.htm" target="new"&gt;
&lt;img src="http://www.mutedfaith.com/images/comicfriend.jpg" border=0&gt;
&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Take the &lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/q2.htm" target="new"&gt;What Type of Friend are
You?&lt;/a&gt; quiz, and visit &lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com" target="new"&gt;mutedfaith.com&lt;/a&gt;.
&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/labile"&gt;[Me.]&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/center&gt;
remember. if it's not fun. it's not worth doing.

&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/q1.htm" target="new"&gt;
&lt;img src="http://www.mutedfaith.com/images/goth.jpg"&gt;
&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Take the &lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/q1.htm" target="new"&gt;What High School
Stereotype Are You?&lt;/a&gt; quiz, by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/labile"&gt;Angel&lt;/a&gt;.
This is semi-True. i do plan World Conquest/Destruction when i'm bored though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-80547561?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/80547561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/80547561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_08_18_archive.html#80547561' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-80167597</id><published>2002-08-12T23:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-12T23:12:06.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is my update for today.
and um.. this is it ending..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-80167597?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/80167597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/80167597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_08_11_archive.html#80167597' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-80118141</id><published>2002-08-11T21:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-11T21:51:42.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. i'm back now. i know you all missed me horribly. and to those who didn't. well too bad for you. :-P
camping was fun. bonfires make everything good. even hotdogs. yummy *rubs my belly*
if you saw a red glow on the horizon. that was me. and you missed it! :-P

and halloween in the park was fun. even if i did just steal most of my step-siblings candy.
you go squish now. i'm going to eat it.

&lt;b&gt;Current Mood:&lt;/b&gt; Happy/Sad
&lt;b&gt;Current Song I'm Hearing:&lt;/b&gt; The Offspring - Dirty Magic
&lt;b&gt;Current Theme Song:&lt;/b&gt; Rob Zombie - Never Gonna Stop&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-80118141?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/80118141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/80118141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_08_11_archive.html#80118141' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-80041842</id><published>2002-08-09T16:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-15T21:52:53.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey peoples. i'm going camping this weekend. so i have an excuse not to update.&lt;br&gt;
yay fires.&lt;br&gt;
i'm going to pack now. b'bye now&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Current Mood:&lt;/b&gt;Energetic&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Current song I'm Hearing:&lt;/b&gt;None&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-80041842?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/80041842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/80041842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#80041842' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-80008876</id><published>2002-08-08T22:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-23T21:35:45.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE BORDER=0&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt; &lt;A HREF="http://www.thisisacryforhelp.com/shitquiz.htm"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER=0 ALIGN="LEFT" WIDTH=200 HEIGHT=140 SRC="http://www.thisisacryforhelp.com/quiz/shitquiz/floater.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;I am &lt;B&gt;A Floater &lt;/B&gt;.&lt;BR&gt;
Floaters, the free birds of the shit family. Floaters drift through life without a care in the world, taking everything with a grain of salt, and smiling the whole way though. But friend of floaters are far and few in between. Because of there lofty views and social behavior, floaters tend to seem like they just don't give a damn about anything, the reason being, because they usually don't.&lt;br&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.thisisacryforhelp.com/shitquiz.htm"&gt;What Kinda Shit Are You?&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-80008876?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/80008876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/80008876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#80008876' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-80008088</id><published>2002-08-08T22:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-15T21:53:17.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. just got back from Lynn's and decided to update. i swear the waitress was hitting on me.&lt;br&gt;
or she was just bored and we were the only people in her section.&lt;br&gt;
when i finished my coke, i didn't even have the straw out of my mouth yet before she was asking me if i wanted another.&lt;br&gt;
the wings were good. but not spicey enough. the suicide was barely hot. mostly just a lot of pepper.&lt;br&gt;
and mom forgot to do the shopping for the camping trip. damnit.&lt;br&gt;
oh well. just have to do it tomorrow.&lt;br&gt;
and that was mostly my day&lt;br&gt;
i leave now.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Current Mood:&lt;/b&gt;Non-Hungry. fairly happy.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Current Song I'm Hearing:&lt;/b&gt;Rob Zombie - Bring Her Down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-80008088?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/80008088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/80008088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#80008088' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-79965491</id><published>2002-08-07T23:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-07T23:29:49.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>update: under threat of horrific bodily violence. i'm going to apologize to Michelle. she didn't steal it the song thingy.
okay fine. so she only called me an assmunch. byte me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-79965491?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/79965491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/79965491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#79965491' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-79965384</id><published>2002-08-07T23:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-15T21:54:25.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well um.. this is my post for today..&lt;br&gt;
and um.. i did not much today..&lt;br&gt;
so um..&lt;br&gt;
i'm going now. b'bye now.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Current Mood:&lt;/b&gt; bored&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Current Song i'm hearing:&lt;/b&gt; Incubus - Nice to Know You&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Current Theme song:&lt;/b&gt; uh.. idano..
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-79965384?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/79965384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/79965384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#79965384' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3688381.post-79921710</id><published>2002-08-07T00:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-15T21:54:03.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is my new blog. welcome back to those one or two people that seen my old one before it ended.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
i'll try and update this one everyday. even if only to say that i did jack all. so um.. aren't the flames nice?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
remember. a bonfire is never big enough till it's visible from orbit. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
so um.. b'bye now.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
oh yeah. and to swipe an idea from Michelle who stole it from someone else, and bla bla bla&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Current Mood:&lt;/b&gt; not sure&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Current Song i'm hearing:&lt;/b&gt; White Zombie - More Human then Human&lt;br&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Current Theme song: &lt;/b&gt; Tool - Ænema&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3688381-79921710?l=thirtytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/79921710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3688381/posts/default/79921710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thirtytwo.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#79921710' title=''/><author><name>Rory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00634335273686929532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
