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  <title>Sha bam</title>
  <subtitle>Dont go crazy</subtitle>
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    <name>Mr Greaves</name>
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    <title>Poops greetings</title>
    <published>2007-12-30T03:34:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-30T03:34:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I am having a much better time with my family than I did during christmas. Things are peaceful. I moved into my new place and I will be driving my new car on the 4th.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was going over my budget and although I will have more money than I usually do, it will be tight. Cars are pricey and so is the rent. This job is my first adult job and I'm feeling the pressure. I need to be an excellent TA and work my way up if I want my dreams to come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>wookiekilla @ 2007-12-22T11:33:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-22T16:33:50Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-22T16:33:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I got the job I really wanted. I start in a few weeks. Awesome.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Hopin'</title>
    <published>2007-12-08T01:32:45Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-08T01:32:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I've been taking driving lessons for the past week. I am getting used to the highway and what not. I had my 3rd interview at the job I really want and I accepted an offer for part time work for a little while. So things are looking better. I really cannot wait to be mobile. I can't beleive I went so long without any transportation. I have this creeping "no what" feeling. Not being mobile was this huge burden on me that affected everything I did. Now with it gone, I am a little afraid things won't change as much as I want them to.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really lonely. I want to feel like a man again. It's really emasculating not having a woman in your life for so long. I don't know why its so hard for me. I take good care of myself. I'm not ugly. I'm an interesting guy who has a lot of things going for him. I wish I could wear something like that on my shirt as a badge or something. What makes me even more furstrated is getting offers from girls I just cannot bring myself to be atracted to. I know that sounds bad but I just can't force myself to find fat sexy.. Maybe I am in the wrong country because America is full of big girls. Don't get me wrong; they are nice, fun, and inteleigent. I would probably have a great time if I could be atracted to them. I'm just not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out last night, by foot, to this one bar and everyone there was much older than I am. I go out on saturdays usually but the bars are deserted there to. Where are all the people my age? House parties? i just don't know. Its really frustrating and you think after a while you get used to it but I don't/. I just get lonelier and more frustrated. I wish I could find somone like Cat. She was the best girl I ever dated and I still don't know why she left me.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>blarg</title>
    <published>2007-12-02T04:34:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-02T04:34:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I'm applying for a bunch of jobs. Johnson and Wales education program sucks ass and I need to work while I transfer. I am going to my 3rd interview at Steven's Treament center in Swansea &lt;a href="http://www.stevenshome.org/careers_openings.php"&gt;http://www.stevenshome.org/careers_openings.php&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;. It pays about 30k a year which is a lot to me. I am getting a car soon so things will be different for me. I won;t be partying as much anymore once I'm able to go out and do non substance abuse related hobbies I have. I smoke so much because I'm trapped. I want to do more things and meet new people. When I have a car, I can do these things.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roomates hate me and I hate them right back. The internet bill is my name but these spoiled motherfuckers can't realize that it really sucks for me when they cannot pay me back for the $80 a month I've been spending on internet for the whole godamn block. Fuck them. Once I move out I will totally snitch on their asses. Motherfuckers are too stupid to clean up afterthemselves. Fuck them. &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Poops giving</title>
    <published>2007-11-24T02:18:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-24T02:18:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm in Bayside queens with my grandma/pa on my dad's side. My grampa on my mom's side came over too. I argued with my parents for a little while (like we always do :( ) but we reconciled (like we always do). It turns out my parents bought my little sister Tessa a Ford Focus so that she can work 20 hours at a art supply store. Yes I could be a bit upset about this but all that matters is that I am getting a Ford Focus "before the new year". In hindsite, I should have taken out a loan and done this myself. Im so damn cheap. I am also applying for my first, salary, big boy job. Steven's treatment center (on teh net) is hiring Teacher's assistants and behavioral modification people. One of my friends, Mike Ferg, is working there. He says its tough but fufilling. I spent a lot of time with the rough kids during CIty Year and I seem to have a knack for it.&amp;nbsp;I am transfering out of JWU. Their teaching program sucks. Seven other people in my cohort are also on their way out. I am transfering to RIC possibly but not for a while. I need to start earning money and doing the things I want to do. I can stay out later, join habbitat for humanity (there was no way I was takking a bus to onlyville at 8am on a saturday) and just feel empowered.. I'm even joining a D and D group (3.5 eddtion, sorry Samus) where I will be an Alienist. An&amp;nbsp;Alienist is a prestige class that summons Cthulu inspired horrors from deep space. &amp;nbsp;I will no longer rely on the mother fucking RIPTA to take me to shitty&amp;nbsp;jobs I do not like. &amp;nbsp; I'm supposed to be putting away 8% of my income away a year at the age of 25 if I would like to retire instead of the more common dietire. The cost of a car will cut into my partying and&amp;nbsp;you know what, I want&amp;nbsp;it to. The only reason why I indulge so much is that I'm so bored and limited to what I do. WIth the freedom and responibaility that comes with a car, I think I can take that last step to adulthood I've been looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So things are going to get a lot better for me. I'll working a real job, I'll be mobile, and I'll probably move out of Rhode Island. I can try new things,&amp;nbsp; meet new people (preferably girls)&amp;nbsp;and just enrich my life some more. I know this will not happen overnight but it will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm thankful for that.</content>
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    <title>wookiekilla @ 2007-10-24T20:01:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-25T00:01:47Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;Im having a hard time keeping it together. I'm signing up for counseling.</content>
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    <title> A note</title>
    <published>2007-10-24T02:03:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-24T14:45:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;To every stuck up&amp;nbsp; bitch on this planet. &lt;font size="4"&gt;Fuck you! You are not special. There are millions of girls just as unique and attractive as you think you are. Don't look at me like I have two heads if I ask you out. Get over yourself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Stop looking for poop its childish</title>
    <published>2007-10-17T03:50:02Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-17T03:50:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sometimes when you hang out with people, they will ask each other "Waht is the worst thing you have ever done?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm&amp;nbsp;always a little puzzled by the question. Not that I have not done bad things but I really cannot remember most of them. I&amp;nbsp;once beat a 3rd grader wtihin a inch of brain damage but I was also in 3rd grade at the time and the fat mother fucker wrecked my block castle. Jerk.&amp;nbsp; I once lent a kid who had a hard time studying a game I knew would take up all his time so that he would fail out. I thought it would improve my chances with&amp;nbsp;this girl we both liked.&amp;nbsp; I also took a DS I found right beneath someone's yard. Its pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing would have to be something I said at the cafe a few months ago. There was this one woman. She was&amp;nbsp;middle aged, kind of pathetic, obese, and very sad. She would show up everyday. Eventually she&amp;nbsp;started telling me about her life like most losers do to cashiers. Being a captive audience, I listened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me that life had not worked out for her. That she had to take care of her parents at the age of 27 and as a result, she did not have time to have her own life. She never had a career and she never&amp;nbsp;had the opportunity to start&amp;nbsp;her own&amp;nbsp;family. In other words, she was&amp;nbsp;the emobdiment of my biggest&amp;nbsp;fears in life. She told me though that she was greatful that God provided her an opportunity to get to&amp;nbsp;know her parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;told her, not trying to be an asshole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't you think God could have found a better way? I mean my grandparents are in their 90's and they still&amp;nbsp;travel. Why did God have to take&amp;nbsp;away your life to&amp;nbsp;have you get to know your parents".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The color flushed from her face and she walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of this because of the bizare religous&amp;nbsp;shit that comes out of the mouths of the kids I observe. One&amp;nbsp;kindergarten student stopped our discussion on pie and told&amp;nbsp;me "You're going to die"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then said "All people are going to die at the end of the world when its time to be judged. My dad told me its a good thing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was also the same kid who asked me a month ago why people were made out of dirt which I assume to be a reference to the book of&amp;nbsp;Gennesis. This is&amp;nbsp;not the cool 16bit&amp;nbsp;video game system but the children's novel that&amp;nbsp;caught on thousands of years ago and continues to do so&amp;nbsp; today. I understand the fact I have to tolerate people and I want to. Half of education classes are classes on multiculturalism. I understand I have to accept&amp;nbsp;cultural differences but as a person who wants to be a teacher I&amp;nbsp;find it hard not to&amp;nbsp;correct someone when they disregard&amp;nbsp;logic for&amp;nbsp;supersition.&amp;nbsp;Religious people I'm sorry but for fuck's sake&amp;nbsp;do you beleive&amp;nbsp; because it makes&amp;nbsp;sense or because it feels good?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>Poop for all people</title>
    <published>2007-10-02T03:27:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-03T23:25:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is another article I made for the Campus Herald. &amp;nbsp;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt;The ancient Romans used to believe in a phenomenon called “Miasma”. Basically, it was the idea that sin was palpable and it can infect you by touch. It is true that there are some things you can hold in their hands that are inherently sinful, like a fine cup of baby blood. However, Demtri Martin asks you to consider the destination of said baby blood. “From” is bad but “to” is good. Anyways, this idea was beyond that. The shadow of a murderer, for example, was tainted. Crowds would gather around shackled criminals on their way to trial or sentencing but they would fear his evil essence infecting them. If a shadow fell on a statue, it was to be destroyed. Otherwise it would trap the evil within. If Romans can progress from setting caged and tar covered Christians on fire to help its citizenry better witness the other and more tar free Christians feeding lions, to spreading the religion across the world, so to can we move beyond the idea of Miasma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;There are a lot of real things we come into contact with each day that are not too healthy. The air we breathe is a sea of bacteria and viruses, it is mercy we cannot see all the tiny squirming legion of life that coats &lt;i&gt;everything&lt;/i&gt;. Our planet and the super cool people on it are constantly being bombarded with cosmic radiation, heat, x rays, magnetic power, gravity, broadcast signals, and the ashes of everything thing burnt ever. And none of this gives any of us super powers, its totally unfair. Our food and products are covered in chemicals that react with each other and to time itself in ways we can only begin to imagine. Oh, and our cats maybe secret overlords due to their tendency to carry the parasite &lt;i&gt;Toxoplasma gondii&lt;/i&gt; which causes a disease that radically alters human behavior making us promiscuous and reckless. Despite all these forces and the fact that otherwise intelligent people believe the world will end in 2012 because the worldwide superpower that is Mayan civilization’s calendar runs out at that point. Bummer dude. Most of these things are outside forces and energy we should be afraid of. One thing we can scratch off the list of fear is “The Gay”. You should not fear that which is “The Gay” for “ The Gay” is a force is only as much a part of your life as you want it to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;No one in the past hundred years or so has had to fight for my rights. They pretty much came with the package. I have to worry about finding someone to start a family with and not whether or not I can I can &lt;b&gt;legally&lt;/b&gt; start a family. The family I start will the traditional image of America, no matter what demographics say. This society here is pretty much set up for me and assumes positions of power for people like me because of the awesome choice I made over who my parents were going to be. When I do not bask in my own good fortune I would like to think I stand up for the rights of other but I don’t. I am too busy looking at funny pictures of cats on the internet (our overlords presently) and playing various forms of Halo. However, I do believe I have never stood in the way of someone trying to gain rights. I really want what’s best for everybody. What I love about my country is that America is a place where people can still do that. I just wish people would live and let live more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Which brings it all together. The force that is “The Gay” does not spread. It will not infect you. “The Gay” merely manifests at random no matter how the host of said force was raised. You do not have to like “The Gay” or notice it at all. It can be a very minor force and is far trivial when compared to the ethics, personality, and intentions of its host. Humans who show signs of “The Gay” are biologically unaffected by said condition. Their minds and bodies are wholly dependent on how said humans treat them. As a result, perhaps it will not really change our way of life, which I like a lot, if people high in “The Gay” are allowed a civil union. Imagine them reveling in the hedonistic joy of a blood test, piles of paperwork, a court fee, and the sweet honey that is the wheezing hacks of an ancient sleepy judge who has retired from taking his eyes off the docket sheet during his three hour shift. The rights that would be given will not affect our traditional relationships any more than we want them to. Ninety percent of all human beings have nothing to fear from the other ten percent. At the same time, the American government has no authority over its own churches. If rights for those with “The Gay” are taken even further (if and only if) and marriage is allowed, a church that is opposed to “The Gay” will never be forced to perform a marriage ceremony. There &lt;i&gt;are &lt;/i&gt;churches that perform commitment ceremonies for homosexuals all over this country despite the fact that most of them have no legal ramifications. The Unitarian and Reform Jew sects for example. Gloria Steinem married Christian Bale’s father in a ceremony performed by a Cherokee priest. She also bought a bicycle for her fish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;In the end, as they always were, your beliefs are your own. You are free to feel and express your feelings. However, there are basic rights in our country for all its citizens despite how we feel about each other. The Miasma of others does not exist. You cannot be infected with the life style of another. You’re not going to do it if you don’t &lt;b&gt;want&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;to do it.&amp;nbsp;All sin on this Earth is ours and ours alone. Again, tolerance is just &lt;b&gt;tolerance&lt;/b&gt;, it is not likening or approving of anyone or anything. There are plenty of legal and nondiscriminatory ways to make someone’s life a living Hell should you feel compelled to practice active disapproval. You do not have to fight for the rights of people you find sinful. However, I do feel that America will have to accept these rights, and not necessarily those who hold these rights (though you should). Basic, strictly legal, and strictly secular rights are on the horizon for those who manifest “The Gay”. I do no feel this will lead to unions between humans and animals due to the fact that one involves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt;humans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt; and the other involves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt"&gt; animals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;. There are plenty of people I like less than animals but I at least can tell the difference. Recently, a few of our leaders highly opposed to “the Gay” are in fact, exhibiting strong levels of “the Gay” themselves. This rapidly changing (like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;Menudo) explosive closet cast &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;include &lt;a title="Larry Craig" href="http://www.encyclopediadramatica.com/Larry_Craig"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Larry Craig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Mark Foley" href="http://www.encyclopediadramatica.com/Mark_Foley"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Mark Foley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Jeff Gannon" href="http://www.encyclopediadramatica.com/Jeff_Gannon"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Jeff Gannon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Ted Haggard" href="http://www.encyclopediadramatica.com/Ted_Haggard"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ted Haggard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;Patrick McHenry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a title="Matt Sanchez" href="http://www.encyclopediadramatica.com/Matt_Sanchez"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Matt Sanchez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Patrick, who’s story you will be hearing more in depth soon, suppressed his level of “the Gay” so much, it exploded from his shadow and lead helped inspire a sticky situation in Florida. I do not wish to comment on this, I just find it hilarious. Baring of course, Patrick and his involvement in a murder suicide love triangle. I don’t think that’s funny at all.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>I use a wide stance when I take a poop</title>
    <published>2007-09-30T21:30:31Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-30T21:30:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Are all Republicans self hating gays or just most of them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pamshouseblend.com/showDiary.do?diaryId=2820"&gt;http://www.pamshouseblend.com/showDiary.do?diaryId=2820&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>Thinking bout poop</title>
    <published>2007-09-20T19:01:31Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-20T19:01:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">In my classes&amp;nbsp;I am learning about the idea of meta congnetion. It is the understanding of your own thinking. Thus, here is a slice of what I think about all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sex&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;My class work&lt;br /&gt;3. My future&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;Partying&lt;br /&gt;5. Video Games&lt;br /&gt;6. World Events&lt;br /&gt;7. My health&lt;br /&gt;8. Funny pictures of cats, lol&lt;br /&gt;9. My family and friends&lt;br /&gt;10. Books, mostly of the comic variety (graphic novels man!)&lt;br /&gt;11. teh Universe-zor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm a little shy and my mobility is limited, I comb Craigs LIst a lot. Craigs list is ok, I met a really great girl I saw for a while. Since then things have been pretty Meh. I met one girl from there a few months ago and nothing ever really happened after that. Since then I've met a lot of people with great and interesting personalitiles, its just when I finally find out what they look like its like somone sucked all the air out of my lungs. It sucks they seem like people I would love to have a relationship with if I could just bring myself to be atracted to them. I don't think I'm too picky. I don't mind acne or a smidgen of facial hair. I just wish I liked chubby girls; they are like a infinte resource on this planet. Maybe because America is such a fat country. Maybe Erika was right and I should just focus on non American girls. I know this one girl from Russia I work with who is super cute. Maybe we can do something. Anyways, I wanted all of you, espically Molly and&amp;nbsp;Erika,&amp;nbsp;to see this one post from Boston Craigslist. I check out Boston craigs list&amp;nbsp;more because it has more options and less teenaged mothers. Here is a post I read and actually replied to. I have not received anything back but maybe it was for the best. Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 2007-09-16, 11:46PM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m looking for a man to photophosphorylate me all night long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will fondle your vesicles while you caress my golgi body. My stroma is leaking all over the place. We can do it in the alpha or beta configuration, whichever you prefer. You whip me with your flagellum, tubulin subunits flying everywhere. We can make a mess as I’ve hired some lysosomes to clean up after. Please have a smooth endoplasmic reticulum but know that I like it rough, if you know what I mean. I also prefer my ribosomes bound…tight. Spin me round with your basal body and make sure it’s turgid. Pump me up and down your concentration gradient, letting the chemiosmosis take control. I can go both ways, just like an amphipathic phospholipid. Do you like aerobic respiration as much as I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know if this makes you secrete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly this woman is into single cell sex.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm stoked for Audra's party! See you saturday!</content>
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    <title>I wrote another piece (of poop)</title>
    <published>2007-09-18T01:35:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-18T01:35:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I also did reviews for two movies for teh Hearaldz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one of a movie you probably have not heard of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;The Covenant by someone who should be ashamed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Sometimes I forget that there wasn’t always the internet. I am thankful for this wonderful series of tubes. One thing I love about the internet, more than funny pictures of cats and boating accidents is all the free things you can find on it. From Napster to everything else almost as good, you can pretty much avoid paying for a lot of things if you look hard enough. If you do not feel like looking hard, try alluc.org. This website provides links to hundreds of movies, TV shows, sports clips, and documentaries. Through this I saw the semi old film, The Covenant, for free. I would like my money back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;If you have no desire to make the most of your time on Earth, you have probably seen Underworld and Underworld: Evolution (which is way more Goth than the conformist number “2”). It’s like the Matrix meets vampires. And werewolves! And get this, they &lt;i&gt;hate each other&lt;/i&gt;. It’s a dumb urban fantasy film that tries to be edgy. It covers up its own lameness with an unnecessarily complex plot sprinkled with D&amp;amp;D vocab terms like “Death Dealer” and “Abomination”. They are the same team that made the Covenant and it might as well be the same movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;In The Covenant, four super-preppy lords of the boarding school Abercrombie ads are secretly man-witches (or warlocks, if you prefer, geek). They hold the awesome power to mess around with small town Massachusetts cops, blow some girl’s skirt up with wind, fix a car by looking at it, and throw propane tanks at each other. One of the unknown “Sons of Ipswich”, a title that has most certainly been placed on some Live Journal victim group, rolls into town using his powers to make girls sick with bugs, give teenagers nightmares, and the deadly art of propanetankomancy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;However, it turns out there is an awful price for such awesome power. It turns out that using magic drains your life force and can wizen you away no matter how much of it you have. It is because of this that the lost son of Ipswich attempts to force the leader to relinquish his power to him, completely ignoring the plot of his own idiotic movie. It is from this that spine dulling quotes like “Its not the power that gives out, &lt;i&gt;its the bodyeeeeeeee&lt;/i&gt;” can spring to a flaccid life right in front of our eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;You’ll notice I did not mention the actors, directors, or the characters of this movie. It is because I am a good person. I am sure you have probably forgotten about this movie, that is good. I want you to remember not to see it. I would recommend you find something more productive to do, like mailbox baseball or harassing people over the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(end)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also,&amp;nbsp;if you would like some&amp;nbsp;"maor&amp;nbsp;skillz" and general stupid internet crap&amp;nbsp; knoweldge, try Encyclopedia Dramatica. Be sure to look up the Heroes section. Oh my God it is&amp;nbsp;the meanest thing Ev-Ar!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Who what when where why and poop</title>
    <published>2007-09-13T01:30:32Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-13T01:38:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">In an effort to keep myself busy and to make new friends, I have joined the Herald. I wrote a piece on Ron Paul that is going to be edited, a lot. Here is the long rough draft. Be sure to remember to get busy and that he has the right temperture for keeping you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;The anti-presidency&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;Ron Paul and his quest to flip the chairs up and turn off the lights on our government&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;If you spend a lot of time on the Internet, and I would recommend you do not, you may have heard of “Loose Change”. In this youtube-amentry, an argument is presented that the 9/11 attacks were planned by our own government in a massive conspiracy to turn Americans to neo-conservatism. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Sadly, it seems like the only real conspiracy in our government (at the moment) is hiding how incompetent and inept it can be. From failure to convert rocket ship schematics to the metric system, to training cats to detonate mines in the jungles of Vietnam our government screws up often and explosively. We hate to think that America, the land of the free and the home of the pizza bagel can let us down but it does. Some people would rather believe our government is evil instead of, well, imperfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Which is why people like Ron Paul, a Republican Constitutionalist with Libertarian leanings, the representative of the Texas 14&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; (out of 32) district is running for president. If you have heard of Ron Paul, congratulations, you are very informed. I like the Colbert Report too! It is puzzling that Ron Paul can get some much attention despite having a 4% (According to USA Election Polls 2007-06-08) approval ratting as a candidate. And if you think a 4% approval rating amongst Republicans is bad (which stands in front of a 96% disproval ratting) remember that far more people have never even heard of Ron Paul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Despite the realities of, reality, Ron Paul is electrifying the political photosphere almost as much as the last thing you rightly should not care about. His “drown the government in my bathtub” phil-loss-ophy is causing thousands of red-eyed cyber Libertarians and sun deprived Constitutionalists; deep in America’s darkest basement apartments to lean, &lt;i&gt;further back&lt;/i&gt; in their chairs with excitement. And neck ache. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;In politics there are very few iron rules. Even the heart-warming adage “You can recover from anything in but a dead girl and a live boy” can be broken. There are, loosely, however, trends. Democrats tend to be more liberal and more pro “big government”. They want to provide money to teachers (yay!), 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; response units (police, fire department, and emts), environmental regulation, the arts, and other public works. In order to pay for this, they tend to favor higher taxes, particularly for those who make much more than the average American. Republicans trend to be more conservative and more wary of “big government”. They favor tax breaks, less public funding for most services (excluding our military), and lowering our staggering deficit. They tend to believe in fewer restrictions for business so that it can continue to provide for us the money, jobs, goods, and services we and arguably the world, need. It is worth noting that two of the most recent influential Republican presidents, Ronald Reagan and George W Bush have bucked the trend and spent billions, close to trillions of dollars on “big government” programs. Mostly in the military sector which is not too far outside the trend. Rather for them, it is the scale of money spent and the rate at which our national debt has increased. What these two have in common is that they believe in the body they have chosen to represent. Whether they want more government or less government, they both want there to be government.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;A Libertarian, in theory, is outside of these two parties. Though they tend to be Republicans. A Libertarian can be described as fiscally conservative and socially liberal. Meaning they want the government to intervene into its citizen’s lives as little as possible. They have the liberal “live and let live” philosophy and the conservative “pull yourself up by your bootstraps” attitude. It is a difficult philosophy to be developing soundly. A lot of people screw it up and wind up becoming a social conservative who hates spending a dime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Many libertarians are secular but they are not above the occasionally fantasy. Many believe in a magical economic angel known as “the invisible hand of the free market” (I am not kidding) that will solve all our problems. For example, if you are a human being and not a robot or a carpophore you may believe that our government should try to prevent rat feces from getting into our food. Perhaps through a government agency that monitors our food and drug products like the Food And Drug Administration.&amp;nbsp;A Libertarian would say that there is no need for the FDA. The FDA gets in the way of prosperity. That we should let businesses run with no regulation at all. They believe that people will come to recognize the crisp earthly flavor of rat feces in certain products and that they will not purchase them. After a while, pro-rat feces companies will lose business. They will either fold and shut down or take the feces out of their product. Until then, bunches of people are going to get a mouth full of rat poo. These people will probably be less educated and posses less money than the national average, which is kind of how it works right now. Ron Paul promises to fight the FDA and has introduced legislation to “rein it in”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Libertarians also believe that America is such a great country, it can run of its own fumes. The Internal Revenue Service, the government body that collects and processes our income tax must be shut down. To them the government should only collect a bare minimum of taxes in order to maintain our military. This means that we will be responsible for maintaining the police, fire, emergency medical teams, our roads, our bridges, our airports, our schools, and even our sewers. Libertarians basically want our government to stop governing. They want all the responsibility of maintaining a civilization to be completely on our own backs. So basically, all of us out there trying to pass the test, make a living, stay healthy, fall in love, start a family, and clean out that pan once in a while now need to also run our government for ourselves. If we can base this success off of the performance and bi-partisan cooperation of the people elected to represent us; our fate is sealed. Ron Paul has expressed desire to disband the IRS and the Federal Reserve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;Despite being marinated in crazy, Ron Paul’s policies are not completely awful. He is a strong believer in individualism and human rights. He believes in habeas corpus, the right to be present at your trial and to even challenge its rulings. He was spoken out against domestic surveillance. In 2002, he introduced a legislation expressing that reintroducing a draft would be unnecessary and negatively affect individual liberties. It did not &lt;i&gt;do &lt;/i&gt;anything but if it was passed than there would a law on the books somehwere for future Americans to see that Ron Paul is against the draft. He also has proposed a bill which would end the Selective Service Draft. He is opposed to the costly and deadly war on drugs. He is against VA hospitals and would rather have the government pay the private sector for their care. It is no surprise that he has the largest amount of donations from active soldiers and vets in all of America’s branches (Gallup poll). Though, he does not have&amp;nbsp;99% of their support (Gallup poll again). That would be &lt;i&gt;crazy&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;So as the ads become more nasty and frequent and our candidates start saying less and less, be sure to take a moment and watch Ron Paul fade away into the sun. Just like how Newport for the next 2 weeks will be a perfect way to grab some stuffies and make some akward phone calls while your home town sweetie’s smile fades into summer, now is the time make a small notice of Ron Paul. A crazy politcan for people who wish the world was more like the internet. 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    <title>Poop flies on the beach</title>
    <published>2007-09-08T23:45:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-08T23:45:04Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;A bar reopened literally 50 feet from where I live. I have been going there a lot lately. I never really considered myself a bar person but I'm having a blast there. The girls there are cute and importantly, friendly and eager to please. Espcially an older guy ;) Though i aparently do not look the part as I was carded recently for a dutch blunt and&amp;nbsp;Resident Evil 4 greatest hits edition at the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyone there is underage and although I would like to meet people my own age, so far its been meh. They buy a lot a drinks for me for&amp;nbsp;free while they hand me money to buy for them. I know its scummy but the first night I went there, I came in&amp;nbsp;with three bucks. When I left I did so&amp;nbsp;with 4 shots in me, 12 bucks, and a couple phone numbers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met one girl who gets turn on when she gets hit. I tried it a few times but it just make me so uncomfortable I just had to call it off. I mean I love&amp;nbsp;pleasuring a girl but I just felt awful hitting her with her belt even though it really turned her on. I thought I was weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Fresh Poop</title>
    <published>2007-08-31T22:28:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-31T22:28:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I bumped into this girl I&amp;nbsp;knew from City YEar. Since then, she has&amp;nbsp;discovered that&amp;nbsp;the skins of unsalted unboiled peanuts will get you high if smoked. She used her remaining welfare to buy 3 pounds of salted peanuts.&amp;nbsp; Sadly, she did notice this until she had smoked&amp;nbsp;many nut.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are&amp;nbsp;pretty blah. My new job is a lot nicer than the muffin hut but its boring. My&amp;nbsp;first class is tuesday night. I cannot wait. I really want to meet some new people. Preferably my age or just a little younger. All I know are teenagers. Not even the mature fun ones you ocasionaly meet. They are okay but I've had better friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need a change in my life. I'm so sick of this. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>poopin</title>
    <published>2007-08-27T17:54:27Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-27T17:54:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Saturday I went to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Boston&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; to see the Aqubats play at Avalon (next to Fenway). They were awesome plus I saw MC Lars live. I had a great time. I thought it would be too hard without a car but its very doable. I should go to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Boston&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; more. RI sucks.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;My classes start next week. I cannot wait. I really need to meet new people. I want to do more than just party. There are a lot of cute girls in my class so I’m stoked about that. I just need to weed out the married. I can’t imagine being engaged right now. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Also, if any of you have some free time, check out “Play with me” its an art exhibit in quick time. Scary shit. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Now story can be told: Schnafer-poop</title>
    <published>2007-08-24T00:56:51Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-24T00:56:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I know its really mean. I know she did not set out to be hated but come on. Asperger's does not give you psychic powers. The picture of her crawling out of the tv,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the whole internet know of Zeph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.somethingawful.com/d/news/aspergers-zeph-mercurial.php?page=1"&gt;http://www.somethingawful.com/d/news/aspergers-zeph-mercurial.php?page=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A compassion conservative pregnant fetishist anime super genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:wookiekilla:26496</id>
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    <title>Take that women in journalism (also poop)</title>
    <published>2007-08-15T03:17:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-15T03:17:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;What an asshole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shakespearessister.blogspot.com/2007/08/news-flash-chris-matthews-gives-me-one.html"&gt;http://shakespearessister.blogspot.com/2007/08/news-flash-chris-matthews-gives-me-one.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously what can you possibly say if someone askes you what that was about? Oh Chris Mathhews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never seen someone go from authoritative to uncomfortable so fast.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a job (21 hours a week) at JWU in ther fund raising office, which I have experience in from City Year. It should be cool. I also was supposed to clean a boat today but they were attaching outer riggers. It holds a row of lines or something. We are supposed to do it tomorrow but the weather is looking bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:wookiekilla:26331</id>
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    <title>If you want to be a spaceman it don't matter if you're</title>
    <published>2007-08-12T19:38:51Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-12T19:38:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I cannot beleive how fucking racist people are in this neighborhood. I had a dollar everythime&amp;nbsp;I've heard "Nigger" in the past three months,&amp;nbsp;I'd be rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I though I was turning into a bigot from living in the ghethos of this state. Maybe I am and I'm just looking at the releative difference between them and myself. Can you catch prejiduce? I keep seeing an article about how having fat friends can lead to you chubbing up with them due to the sort of relative difference. Though I think the study is a little bit too out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to like these people but they kind of suck. Things were so much better last year after winter. I had friends, Cat, and I was a lot busier.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well</content>
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    <title>Imagine all the people, pooping for today, you-ooo-oo-oo ooo</title>
    <published>2007-08-10T14:44:41Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-10T14:44:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I've been unemployed for 8 days now, which is the longest ever since the age of 15. Its kind of nice. I get to sleep in and work out as much as I want to. I also see some weird stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day before I quit, there was this lady. She was white, in her mid 40s, and very short. She&amp;nbsp;looked more like a little girl than a woman. She was dirty and had a strange look in her&amp;nbsp;eyes.&amp;nbsp;She started freaking out about the price of her salad ($6.50) and started yelling "Oh no, this the nightmare I had last night" and "how am I going to afford this" (here is a hint, Try Honey Dew or a soup kitchen). Eventually she threw her drink at the boss and stomped off. Along the way someone said "Jesus lady" and she proclaimed back "He's alive and well"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I see her dancing in front of a street performer. He was playing John's "Imagine" and she's really getting into. She's shake-dancing all around singing at the top of her lungs right up in this guy's face. I wondered, is she in her crazyness aware of the ideological gulf between beleiving in the Abrahamic God and the humanist anthem, "Imagine". I think not. Being unemployed gives me time to think of these things and write them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am supposed to hear about a few jobs today, so I am excited. I also have an interview a week from today (le sigh) and I found a few posts of Projo for jobs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have an assistanceship coming up in October. It is 9k over the course of a year which is fucking awesome!&amp;nbsp; I get to be a career guidance counselor for middle school kids which is funny because I do not have a career yet. I am a shoe in for two reasons. One because&amp;nbsp;I was told I am a shoe in due to my city year experience and&amp;nbsp;due to affirimative action. Yes you&amp;nbsp;read correctly, being the male there has its advantages. Not only that but in education as a career there is a push right now to have more men involved in teaching. Which is awesome. Plus, some of my fellow students are really hot. Like you have no idea. Its great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I still miss Cat. MOre than anything. I had no idea I could ever be that close to anyone, really. But i've got to accept the fact that I probably loved her more than she did me. I have to accept its over and look forward to future&amp;nbsp;relationships. It sucks being single, in your mid 20's, without a car, or career, or job, but I think the best times have yet to happen. I know I'm going to love being a teacher and I think I can really carve out a nice little slice of the American dream from it. I just need to get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to the gym&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>The Waiting is the hardest..poop</title>
    <published>2007-08-07T23:43:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-07T23:43:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I hate waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate waiting to hear if I have a job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate waiting to hear if I have&amp;nbsp;a 2nd job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate waiting for my boy to reup so I can&amp;nbsp;pick up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate waiting for my friends to have some free time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate waiting for her to get back to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate waiting for her to be ready to be close to me (Though i usually do not wait very long ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate waiting for the bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate waiting for pay checks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate waiting for my adult life to begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate waiting for Grad school to start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate waiting for my assistanceship to begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate waiting for this country to catch up with the rest of Western Civilization&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do like Tom Petty on Youtube &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GLCJEYLIBQY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GLCJEYLIBQY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Facts I'd like to shar (also Poop)</title>
    <published>2007-08-06T22:49:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-06T22:49:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Here are a few things I wish the people of Providence knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are over 175 pounds, it is clearly false advertiseing if you wear a T-shirt that says "Baby Girl". You are certainly not&amp;nbsp;a baby and you are probably not a girl but something more akin to a Land Manatee which is related to the D+D approved Land Shark.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you take up more than 1 and 1/2 seats, you are not a "Baby Girl".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you suffer from a heart attack (see Yesterday's journal for details) while your impregnanted self fights another impregnanted teenager over the mutual exchange of the word "hoe", you&amp;nbsp;are a not a "Baby Girl". You are though, an arguement for Eugenics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If&amp;nbsp; you drink the McDonald's style monstrosity the Hugo (425 Calories, that's a meal), you are not a Baby Girl. You do not need that much soda. Soda is a food product made from unfood.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do not complain about how broke you are and how you cannot afford food for your child while you are smoking Menthols while holding your child. Also, your toddler does not need Nike Sneakers. The swoosh is not going to help him. Consider donating your child to sentimental robots or highly inteligent Chimpanzees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your roomate is from another part of the world and you cannot prononuce her name, do not refer to her as "a terroist". I can assure&amp;nbsp;you that the 21 year old&amp;nbsp;cullinary student&amp;nbsp;from a part of the world too brown for your taste is not a terrorist. As is the 19 year old architecture student. He is studying to build things not blow them up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, do not&amp;nbsp;discuss&amp;nbsp;how ugly Hillary Clinton is. She is not running for Miss America. She is not a Maxim hottie. She is a senator, from New York, in her late fiffities. If your candidates physical appearance is a major factor in your vote, please do not vote. You do not deserve to vote. Stick to American Idol.</content>
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    <title>Food: The Pre-poop</title>
    <published>2007-08-04T15:24:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-04T15:24:46Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I saw a lot of cool things last night. Takking things that make you halucinate will do that. I went down tot he save teh bay area on save teh bay drive. I thought I would be able to walk on down to the water but it was all fenced off. There was a plant down there and I saw something that freaked me out. There was a smoke stack that was on fire. I considered calling the police and letting them about this but that would there were potential risks. I was tresspassing and my pupils were dialiated. I took a closer look and I discovered it was not a smoke stack but some sort of run off for the fire. I know it does not sound particuliarliy heroic to look at something that is on fire and to decide that it is supposed to be on fire instead of doing something about it but....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands also started changing colors. That was cool. I went to a bar for a while and then I went home and&amp;nbsp;fired up youtube, I saw something called the Future of Food which was more interesting than I thought it would be. I thought it would be about new food products but instead it is about Biotech and food. I think its both interesting and scary that bacteria and viruses are used to tamper with dna of bio-mod food. It makes sense seeing as bacteria and viruses natrually invade our cell dna.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary stuff. Yet there is a lot of positive potential for this stuff&amp;nbsp;as well&amp;nbsp;The brand new frontiers in science, just like actual frontiers, can be as dangerous as they are promising.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>Mo jobs</title>
    <published>2007-08-03T12:51:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-03T12:51:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Yesterday was my last day at Au Bon Pain. They asked if I wanted more days but I figured it was time. I had an interview monday and I have two today so wish me luck, internet. &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:wookiekilla:24664</id>
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    <title>Pants</title>
    <published>2007-07-31T23:39:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-31T23:39:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I had a very short shift at the cafe today. Despite this, the horror that comes from working in the service industry managed to manifest itself once again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;(This empty space here is&amp;nbsp;for the purpose of conveying&amp;nbsp;said horror)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this man. He his elderly and obese. MOst people his age and his size have died by now.&amp;nbsp;People tell me he&amp;nbsp;is a lawyer but I think he just got his hands on a suit. I cannot understand a word he says. I know I'm not the best listener but to me it sounds like his tounge is too damn big for his mouth. It sounds like he has a pound of hamburger in his face at all times. Despite this, he's usually okay. One time he made me count his money. Not the money he used to buy his food but the &lt;strike&gt;500&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strike&gt;460 he was carrying at the time. In twenties.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, after takkng an epic, half an hour shit in our bathroom,&amp;nbsp; he decided that more could be done to compelte his customer experience. After inadvertantly walking&amp;nbsp; in on him due to his failure to lock the bathroom door, he asked me to "help him". I thought he meant that he neede toilet paper which i was happy to provide. It was not the case. From the throne that&amp;nbsp;his ass overflowed from,&amp;nbsp;he held up a pair of size 52&amp;nbsp;waist black pants. &amp;nbsp;He wanted help putting&amp;nbsp;these pants on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not opposed to elder care. I even applied for a job in elder care. However, I needed a car for the job, whammmmmmy :-(&lt;br /&gt;However, seeing as I am at the moment a cashier, this did not fall under my purview. After shouting&amp;nbsp;demands from the men's room for another half an hour, our cattreing director, the Islamic version of a Saint, came in and put the man's pants on for him. He also "took care of something awful" in his words. He&amp;nbsp;then sat on the floor in front of the soda cooler, his American dream shattered.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, though, had a nice day.</content>
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