<?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-3408817803800367032</id><updated>2011-07-30T18:13:20.085-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeshi's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Where I blog about my life, and how interesting it is(depending on whose reading)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-7751499205558346347</id><published>2010-04-13T21:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T21:52:11.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Jeshiideru" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/Jeshiideru&lt;/a&gt; (And it's Anonymous!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-7751499205558346347?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/7751499205558346347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=7751499205558346347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/7751499205558346347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/7751499205558346347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2010/04/formspringme_13.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-7871724665009992144</id><published>2010-04-13T01:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T01:32:09.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you consider yourself sexist against women?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;No, it's not their fault that I find them ugly. They still deserve equal rights(Which they have now anyways). And if they're offended by me not being attracted to them they can take pride in the fact that 94% of the human population can't get enough of them =/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Jeshiideru"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-7871724665009992144?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/7871724665009992144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=7871724665009992144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/7871724665009992144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/7871724665009992144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2010/04/do-you-consider-yourself-sexist-against.html' title='Do you consider yourself sexist against women?'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-8377995192669112811</id><published>2010-04-12T17:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T17:37:39.404-04:00</updated><title type='text'>stop being such a fag</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Not a question.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Jeshiideru"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-8377995192669112811?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/8377995192669112811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=8377995192669112811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/8377995192669112811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/8377995192669112811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2010/04/stop-being-such-fag.html' title='stop being such a fag'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-5435643516777237112</id><published>2010-04-12T17:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T17:34:09.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me a question! &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Jeshiideru" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/Jeshiideru&lt;/a&gt; (And I do mean questions.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-5435643516777237112?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/5435643516777237112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=5435643516777237112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/5435643516777237112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/5435643516777237112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2010/04/formspringme_12.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-1838175427335454469</id><published>2010-04-06T20:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T20:49:09.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Jeshiideru" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/Jeshiideru&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-1838175427335454469?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/1838175427335454469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=1838175427335454469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/1838175427335454469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/1838175427335454469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2010/04/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-5123256286575507394</id><published>2010-03-14T03:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T03:25:15.969-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If you could only listen to one song for the next month, which would it be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Well, I'd say Defying Gravity since I need to rehearse that for the Spring show. But that's only for a week and hearing it for 3 more weeks would get tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if it was for any one month straight, I'd say &amp;quot;I'm so happy to be home again&amp;quot; by Mr Trololo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Jeshiideru"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-5123256286575507394?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/5123256286575507394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=5123256286575507394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/5123256286575507394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/5123256286575507394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-you-could-only-listen-to-one-song.html' title='If you could only listen to one song for the next month, which would it be?'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-2179377031031286834</id><published>2010-03-14T03:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T03:23:36.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Jeshiideru" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/Jeshiideru&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-2179377031031286834?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/2179377031031286834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=2179377031031286834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/2179377031031286834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/2179377031031286834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2010/03/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-6367856559676310269</id><published>2010-03-14T03:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T03:23:28.494-04:00</updated><title type='text'>when you write who is your inspuration</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Well, John Green and David Levithan were the author's that inspired me to get into writing in the first place. Before I read an abundance of Katherines and How they met, I was under the impression that only certain kinds of stories could be told in book form. And that if you wanted to do anything subtle it had to be in comic or animation form. And also that books didn't have to be perfectly linear in what you notice is going on. So those two authors are my inspiration to actually want to make it a career choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I'm actually writing a story, it would have to depend on the story. When I was writing Willem &amp;amp; The Gobblegnomes (Which has yet to be posted online, I need to spellcheck it still.) My inspirations were RuPaul and the movie Labyrinth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was writing Where ideas come from, My inspirations were Alice in wonderland and the phantom tollbooth.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a lot of the time my inspirations are the characters within the stories themselves. I want to figure out how their life progresses(Or in the case of Eight pointed star, ends.) and really make the story as entertaining and interesting as possible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Jeshiideru"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-6367856559676310269?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/6367856559676310269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=6367856559676310269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/6367856559676310269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/6367856559676310269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-you-write-who-is-your-inspuration.html' title='when you write who is your inspuration'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-5098534300628947708</id><published>2010-02-08T18:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T18:06:58.524-05:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;If you could have a super power, what would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Teleportation! For sure! I could get so much stuff done if I could go places without needing to get a ride from somebody! I'd be able to work out everyday! I'd be able to get a job very easily! It would be great!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Jeshiideru"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-5098534300628947708?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/5098534300628947708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=5098534300628947708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/5098534300628947708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/5098534300628947708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2010/02/formspringme_08.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-6268530109050847543</id><published>2010-02-08T18:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T18:04:06.518-05:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Jeshiideru" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/Jeshiideru&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-6268530109050847543?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/6268530109050847543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=6268530109050847543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/6268530109050847543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/6268530109050847543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2010/02/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-9039703928984034692</id><published>2009-09-16T22:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T22:46:15.565-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This blog has pretty much died.</title><content type='html'>The main problem with blogging about my life is that if I can't think of anything interesting to write in a private journal or diary then how I can write down anything interesting in a PUBLIC journal on the internet after I've already left out everything personal and secret that might be good enough to put in a private journal.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then when I DO have something interesting going on in my life then I don't actually WANT to blog! The blogging conundrum, the more interesting my life IS, the less I want to post about it on my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And since I got back on Deviantart now and Deviantart has a journal feature I thought I might as well just start writing whatever I might put on this blog on my DA journal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the problem with THAT is that my DA gallery is a gallery of my artwork and writing ect, and I don't think writing about my personal life in a journal connected to that is something that people who just want to know when the next chapter of WICF is going to be done would care to see in their updates(Although, they can change that in settings)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But many people do it anyways, and who knows, maybe my life in itself can be artwork.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If somebody succeeds at writing about their life in a journal every single day then it would be interesting to read even if they had no impact on the world(which is impossible because everything has an impact on the world) as there is no way that their entire life would go by without something interesting happening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So &lt;a href="http://jeshi-kun.deviantart.com/"&gt;http://jeshi-kun.deviantart.com/&lt;/a&gt; is my DA gallery...I can only think of one person who read this anyways so I guess it doesn't matter XD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And who knows, maybe I'll come back to this, but for now it's done with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-9039703928984034692?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/9039703928984034692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=9039703928984034692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/9039703928984034692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/9039703928984034692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-blog-has-pretty-much-died.html' title='This blog has pretty much died.'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-5680656598552411431</id><published>2009-06-21T20:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:55:50.201-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Omegle #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: hi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: whats your fav porn?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: Hold on let me think for a bit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: i aint got all day baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: BOKU NO SEXUAL HARASMENT FOR SURE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your conversational partner has disconnected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: hi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: heyllow =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: from?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: USA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: old? i'm France&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: You're France? I've never somebody that is a country before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: I'm young actually not old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: i'm sorry from France&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: OH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: What's France sorry for? They've never done anything wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: youre a boys!,?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: I am a boys!,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your conversational partner has disconnected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: hi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: hey^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: i am hungry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: I just ate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: He was young so I felt bad eating him but I had to eat something(Or Somebody as it seems to always be these days)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: so?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: No, it was So, his name was Jeff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: *Wasn't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: His name was Jeff, NOT So&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: who is he ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: My dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: who was he&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: I just finished eating him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: than whats ur name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: My name is Stranger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: (u ll be my dinner)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: Stranger Smith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: nice 2 meet u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: stranger xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: i am stranger, too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: I thought your name was You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: its my nickname&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: Ah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: my real name is stranger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: n i must eat smething&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: i wanna eat u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: can i eat u ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: Man, I could sure go for some fruit right now, too bad it's all gone =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: Nah, I'd rather you don't attempt to eat me over the internet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: can i eat ur any piece ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: My WHAT&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: What's An Any Piece?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: piece of your body&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: But you see, this is the internet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: OH SHIT! SOMEBODY GOT IN MY HOUSE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: I lost my Knife!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: I guess I'M gonna be somebody's dinner now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: Stupid Zombie Apocolypse!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have disconnected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: hi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: Hi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: Are you Elise from Norway?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: Yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: Well, that'd be awesome... : /&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: it would be, and it is, because it's true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: If it would infact be true, I would probably be so happy that I'd cry now... :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: But I fear that as soon as I ask you to say something in Norwegian, you'd have some trouble :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: I can speak plenty of Norwegian!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: Although it's my second language, My name is Elise, and I moved to Norway about 3 years ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: Se! Jeg snakker det nå!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: Cool, but if you were to write a more advanced sentence, you still think it would make sence in Norwegian?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: Jeg Elise fra Norge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: There you go... :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: Missing one word in there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: It is my SECOND language&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: "Jeg er Elise fra Norge!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: Ah, ok :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: Close enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: So anyways, you were looking for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: I am indeed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: I'm in Ringebu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: Awww, if you were in Stavanger, that'd be totally awesome...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: Well I'm not =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: I'm in Ringebu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: But still, you're not the Elise I'm looking for I believe :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: Aww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: Well, Omegle is a bad place to look for somebody anyways, it randomly pairs you up with random people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: The Elise I am looking for lives about 120 metres away from me anyways..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: Then travel 120 metres in a random direction and you'll find her! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: Yea, could do that, but it's abit too late at night to do that now I suppose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: But love doesn't care what time it is I suppose... :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: Well, I have to go commute to Hundorp for my job, Goodbye now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have disconnected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: hi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: hey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: lol is this a guy or girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: This is a guy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: And This is a girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: huh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: im confused&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: how can it be a guy an girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: are you a tranny?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: No, I said THIS was a guy, and THIS was a grll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: ohhhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: that nade sebse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: woop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: i ment that made sense&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: It made nabe a lot of sebse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: shut up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: i wasnt looking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: i dont needa but whatever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: ima guy too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: an you take forever to reply&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: Oh cool! I'm a girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your conversational partner has disconnected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: hi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: hows life doogie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: Oh man yo it's like trippingly greatastic dawg!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: oh shiet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: i feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: you be partying and shizzlee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: I IZ MANZ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: u is the brest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: no wait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: Im the brest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: I think we're both the Breasts Bro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: ohhh broooooooski.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: Im the better brest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: But that makes the breasts lop-sided&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: shit happens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: Man, this woman is gonna have hard time finding a date with her lop-sided rapping breasts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: thats more attractive, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: no waaay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: more options maaan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: if a dude likes big breast girls then shes the one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: if another dude likes small breast then shes also the one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: But if a dudes OCD then he'll be repulsed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: You're right doctor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: you on ur phone or something?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: Plus the dude that likes big breasts would be turned off by her small breasts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: and the dude that likes small breasts would be turned off by the big breasts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: Also I'm using a keyboard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: oh dang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: love doctor in the house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: you know your stuffs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: PSHH, I'm a Homomie! I know nothing about Woman!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: shieeet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: I thought I was talking to a woman expert :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: Nope, Quite the opposite, I'm a Bro expert!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: yay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: bromance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: I looooooove bromance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: Me too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: Mind you give me some tips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: oh bro rape?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: on*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: Well, it depends on if you're top or bottom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: I prefer top&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: to be in controll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: Then go up to the bro you be afta and look him right in da eyes and smirk, and if he doesn't swoon then he's also a top and you need to try again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: With another bro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: lmao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: so thats why he rejected me after that partay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: fck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: and if he does swoon it doesn't matter if it's consensual just get him alone and then strip him and have your way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: with him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: where you from, doc?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: DAH GHETTO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: Im from compton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: if you know where that is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: I've heard da name but not da location&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: its where nigguhs shoot each other to survive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: So it's another Ghetto!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: cant go out w/o a bulletproof vest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stranger: life is hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: I'd tink so bro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You: Well, I gotta go bro, Gonna watch sone True Blood!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have disconnected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-5680656598552411431?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/5680656598552411431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=5680656598552411431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/5680656598552411431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/5680656598552411431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2009/06/omegle-2.html' title='Omegle #2'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-5734335149430890597</id><published>2009-06-19T22:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T22:41:04.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Omegle</title><content type='html'>Omegle is fun to troll.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', LucidaGrande, Lucida, Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;You're now chatting with a random stranger. &lt;strong style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Say hi!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: hi!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: hey&lt;br /&gt;You: hi!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: hey?&lt;br /&gt;You: hi!&lt;br /&gt;Your conversational partner has disconnected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: BANANA&lt;br /&gt;You: I LIKE BANANA'S! =D&lt;br /&gt;Your conversational partner has disconnected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!&lt;br /&gt;You: hi!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: hello&lt;br /&gt;You: hi!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: youve already said that&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: but ok&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: hello&lt;br /&gt;You: Whose Youve? are then Finnish? I'm sorry I didn't know Youve already greeted you today but I couldn't know they did.&lt;br /&gt;You: Are YOU finnish? &gt;?:O!~&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: no&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: butim speaking to someone finnish&lt;br /&gt;You: Is Butim another one of your Finnish friends?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: rofl&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: no&lt;br /&gt;You: I see I see :+|&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: asl?&lt;br /&gt;You: A Gazzillion, Male, Earth&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: awesome&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: me&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: A bit less, male, Earth&lt;br /&gt;You: Neato!&lt;br /&gt;You: You're from Eaarth... like...me... because I'm tottally...from...Earth&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: sweet&lt;br /&gt;You: Yeah! it's COOL to be from EE-ARTH!&lt;br /&gt;You: It's also SUGGGGGGAAAAARRRRYYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;You: SO IT'S SWEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: lol&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: are you going to be even a bit more serious during this conversation&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: ?&lt;br /&gt;You: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;You: I'm PLENTY serious right NOW. PRESEEENTLY!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: well if ur gonna be like that then bye&lt;br /&gt;You: NO! STAY&lt;br /&gt;You: I LICK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;You: :~D&lt;br /&gt;You: &gt;&lt;span class="smilies smilies_razz" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 2px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-image: url(http://s.cdn.gaiaonline.com/images/common/smilies/icon_razz.gif); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; "&gt; &lt;b style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 12px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; visibility: hidden; font-size: 1px; "&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;PPPPPPPP&lt;br /&gt;You: AQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;You: SQQUUEEEE&lt;br /&gt;You: WHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: ok then&lt;br /&gt;You: =D=&lt;br /&gt;You: +d&lt;br /&gt;You: +d&lt;br /&gt;You: =D&lt;br /&gt;You: &lt;span class="smilies smilies_confused" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 2px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-image: url(http://s.cdn.gaiaonline.com/images/common/smilies/icon_confused.gif); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; "&gt;&lt;b style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 12px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; visibility: hidden; font-size: 1px; "&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;|&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: i think u might need to slow down on all sugary products lol&lt;br /&gt;You: I onlhy eat WHOLESOME foods!&lt;br /&gt;You: Never candy&lt;br /&gt;You: or sugary foot&lt;br /&gt;You: You're B&lt;br /&gt;You: O&lt;br /&gt;You: Ro&lt;br /&gt;You: In&lt;br /&gt;You: g&lt;br /&gt;You: Boro in g&lt;br /&gt;You: Bye&lt;br /&gt;Then I disconnected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: hi&lt;br /&gt;You: ASL?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: 17 f US&lt;br /&gt;You: I'm 17 M US&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: cool&lt;br /&gt;You: &lt;span class="smilies smilies_smile" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 2px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-image: url(http://s.cdn.gaiaonline.com/images/common/smilies/icon_smile.gif); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; "&gt;&lt;b style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 12px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; visibility: hidden; font-size: 1px; "&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: so what do u want to chat about?&lt;br /&gt;You: Wanna Cyber? &lt;span class="smilies smilies_biggrin" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 2px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-image: url(http://s.cdn.gaiaonline.com/images/common/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; "&gt;&lt;b style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 12px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; visibility: hidden; font-size: 1px; "&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: 01011001 01101111 01110101 00100000 01110011 01110100 01110010 01101001 01110000 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101 00100111 01110010 01100101 00100000 01100011 01101100 01101111 01110100 01101000 01100101 01110011 00100000 01110010 01100101 01110110 01100101 01100001 01101100 01101001 01101110 01100111 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101 01110010 00100000 01100010 01110010 01100101 01100001 01110011 01110100 01110011 00101100 00100000 01001001 00100000 01101001 01101101 01101101 01100101 01100100 01101001 01100001 01110100 01101100 01100101 01111001 00100000 01100010 01100001 01110010 01100110 00100000 01100001 01110100 00100000 01101000 01101111 01110111 00100000 01100100 01101001 01110011 01100111 01110101 01110011 01110100 01101001 01101110 01100111 00100000 01110100 01101000 01100101 00100000 01110011 01101001 01100111 01101000 01110100 00100000 01101111 01100110 00100000 01100001 00100000 01110111 01101111 01101101 01100001 01101110 01110011 00100000 01101110 01100001 01101011 01100101 01100100 00100000 01100010 01101111 01100100 01111001 00100000 01101001 01110011 00101100 00100000 01001001 00100111 01101101 00100000 01110100 01101000 01100101 00100000 01100110 01100001 01110010 01110100 01101000 01100101 01110011 01110100 00100000 01110100 01101000 01101001 01101110 01100111 00100000 01100110 01110010 01101111 01101101 00100000 01101000 01101111 01110010 01101110 01111001 00101100 00100000 01001001 00100000 01110010 01110101 01101110 00100000 01101111 01110101 01110100 00100000 01101111 01101110 01110100 01101111 00100000 01110100 01101000 01100101 00100000 01110011 01110100 01110010 01100101 01100101 01110100 00100000 01101001 01101110 00100000 01110100 01100101 01110010 01110010 01101111 01110010 00100001&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: ?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: what is cyber?&lt;br /&gt;You: This&lt;br /&gt;You: 01011001 01101111 01110101 00100000 01110011 01110100 01110010 01101001 01110000 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101 00100111 01110010 01100101 00100000 01100011 01101100 01101111 01110100 01101000 01100101 01110011 00100000 01110010 01100101 01110110 01100101 01100001 01101100 01101001 01101110 01100111 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101 01110010 00100000 01100010 01110010 01100101 01100001 01110011 01110100 01110011 00101100 00100000 01001001 00100000 01101001 01101101 01101101 01100101 01100100 01101001 01100001 01110100 01101100 01100101 01111001 00100000 01100010 01100001 01110010 01100110 00100000 01100001 01110100 00100000 01101000 01101111 01110111 00100000 01100100 01101001 01110011 01100111 01110101 01110011 01110100 01101001 01101110 01100111 00100000 01110100 01101000 01100101 00100000 01110011 01101001 01100111 01101000 01110100 00100000 01101111 01100110 00100000 01100001 00100000 01110111 01101111 01101101 01100001 01101110 01110011 00100000 01101110 01100001 01101011 01100101 01100100 00100000 01100010 01101111 01100100 01111001 00100000 01101001 01110011 00101100 00100000 01001001 00100111 01101101 00100000 01110100 01101000 01100101 00100000 01100110 01100001 01110010 01110100 01101000 01100101 01110011 01110100 00100000 01110100 01101000 01101001 01101110 01100111 00100000 01100110 01110010 01101111 01101101 00100000 01101000 01101111 01110010 01101110 01111001 00101100 00100000 01001001 00100000 01110010 01110101 01101110 00100000 01101111 01110101 01110100 00100000 01101111 01101110 01110100 01101111 00100000 01110100 01101000 01100101 00100000 01110011 01110100 01110010 01100101 01100101 01110100 00100000 01101001 01101110 00100000 01110100 01100101 01110010 01110010 01101111 01110010 00100001&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: hmmm seems pretty boring&lt;br /&gt;You: It's actually considered sexy by some people on the interest =/&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: really?&lt;br /&gt;You: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: like you?&lt;br /&gt;You: No, not me,&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: What do you find sexy then? &lt;span class="smilies smilies_razz" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 2px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-image: url(http://s.cdn.gaiaonline.com/images/common/smilies/icon_razz.gif); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: 0% 0%; "&gt;&lt;b style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 12px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; visibility: hidden; font-size: 1px; "&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: Men&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: oh&lt;br /&gt;Your conversational partner has disconnected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: quel age as tu?&lt;br /&gt;You: Os quen ciel fosh toe nail&lt;br /&gt;Your conversational partner has disconnected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-5734335149430890597?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/5734335149430890597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=5734335149430890597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/5734335149430890597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/5734335149430890597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2009/06/omegle.html' title='Omegle'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-8392638049865434931</id><published>2009-03-31T22:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T23:21:09.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a life =O!</title><content type='html'>So I haven't been updating recently, I haven't really been on my own computer much(Since it's so so SOOOOO bad), and really theres so much great stuff happening in my life that it's hard to tell whats to personal or inside to be interesting enough for the blog, and whats the exact kind of thing it would be bad to leave out.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Original Launch day DS is on the fritz so I pre-ordered a DSi, with Rhythem heaven...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, Maybe I'll compare the original DS and the DSi =D! That might be interesting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there hasn't really been anything recently that I feel like ranting about because my life has been going so well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been forgeting to/Skipping out on my daily walk recently, It's to muddy and it's fertilizing season on the local farms so it smells terrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I might start going to the Local YMCA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I just KNOW if I do I'll get the village people stuck in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pokemon is randomly popular again for no real reason, just suddenly everybody is playing Pokemon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Theres only 1 pokemon I need to see to complete my Sinoh dex so when I beat the Elite 4 I can get the International Pokedex!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's the 3rd evoloution of Gible and I think maybe I might have killed the only one a long time ago and forgotten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm trying to trade a Shieldon for a Gible over the Wi-Fi center and if that doesn't work I can just mooch off a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, it's like impossible to beat Pokemon without mooching off a friend, either borrowing a strong pokemon for a part your stuck on or trading a pokemon back and forth to evolve it or battling with a set party so those pokemon you just need to look at can be added to your Pokedex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, at my school, Every single person named Jesse is Gay and Nerdy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gay and Nerdy, The Other male Jesse is Gay, and Nerdy, and the Girl Jessie is Gay, And NERDY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if next year there is a new student named Jesse/Jessie/Jessy/ect, It's going to be assumed that S/he is gay if they're Nerdy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, it's been 3 months since I came out of the closet and STILL there are people I consider myself relativley close to that I already told I'm gay that are still going "Wait... You're Gay?" and My reply is of course "I already told you!", it's like they're all forgeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fact, One person in particular has been SHOCKED, about 4 times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=P My Brother still doesn't actually believe me, his policy on people coming out is "Anybody who thinks they're gay is just Bi-curios until they have gay sex", well by THAT logic, You aren't straight you're just Hetero-curios until you have sex with the oppositte gender.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wait, So does that mean if you think you're Asexual you're just A-Curios until you somehow have less sex then being a virgin?...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How...do..you....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOGIC BROKEN!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really have much interesting stuff you know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh! heres something maybe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brother brought home this book of those Magic eye things, and I FINALLY got the hang of it! it's neat :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT! on the side of the book is a Congressional library label! And it's hand written and stuck on with clear tape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IT'S A SCHOOL BOOK =O! DUN DUN DUN!!, so tomorrow I'm gonna take it back to school since I'm the book shelver :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, Only like, 1 person reads this blog so I don't really know if it matters if I don't update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll still update when I do though...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, I think I WILL review the DSi, and I'll put it on youtube :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But while most people will compare it to the DS lite I'll compare it to the ORIGINAL DS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-8392638049865434931?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/8392638049865434931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=8392638049865434931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/8392638049865434931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/8392638049865434931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-have-life-o.html' title='I have a life =O!'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-4169598273905249557</id><published>2009-03-24T19:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:36:11.818-04:00</updated><title type='text'>STUFF!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sheezyart.com/art/view/2033342/"&gt;New chapter of where Ideas come from&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-4169598273905249557?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/4169598273905249557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=4169598273905249557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/4169598273905249557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/4169598273905249557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2009/03/stuff.html' title='STUFF!!!'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-4838113520653490266</id><published>2009-03-19T21:44:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T21:52:35.515-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Rant,  and a funny story about "Productivity",</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C8hCQjfmiMg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C8hCQjfmiMg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Yay! new Rant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; HA! I used to hang out in this one room ALL DAY at school until recently, and yesterday I walked into that room again and said "It's really nice out, are you all STILL in this room? Have you been in here ALL DAY?" And then the 1 person in my personal life that I would actually say I hate said this in reply "At least we're doing something productive in our lives!", By the way all they do is that 2 of them play flash games on their laptops and 1 or 2 other people watch them, I laughed out loud and I said "PRODUCTIVE?! The reason I HAVEN'T been in here recently is because I got a life and started doing things productive! I'm writing a book I'm learning piano I'm improving my drawing I'm singing I'm learning graphic design I'm learning world history I'm learning the history of this school I'm learning about American presidents I'm getting involved in Politics! I'm doing art projects, and then I hang out or eat lunch with more people then average amount of people to ever be in this room in one day! How is playing flash games more productive!" which was a bit "In-your-face" I admit, and then he said "I'm learning to program!", and I said "What Language?" and he didn't reply, so I left the room giving up on my attempt to get them outside in the first 60 degree weather day of the year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-4838113520653490266?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/4838113520653490266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=4838113520653490266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/4838113520653490266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/4838113520653490266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-rant-productivity.html' title='New Rant,  and a funny story about &quot;Productivity&quot;,'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-8508701019987603898</id><published>2009-03-15T23:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T23:42:12.064-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My first Youtube Rant is done!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tHlQ71MyqSY"&gt;Don't Ignore it!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-8508701019987603898?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/8508701019987603898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=8508701019987603898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/8508701019987603898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/8508701019987603898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-first-youtube-rant-is-done.html' title='My first Youtube Rant is done!'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-1680202683368867418</id><published>2009-03-15T18:09:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T20:04:49.284-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm a Rental Boat", Repower America! Haircuts! Newspapers! Improv Comedy! Craigslist! Spring! er.. winter?...SPRING!...winter...UGH!</title><content type='html'>So first of all, I'm selling some stuff on Craigslist, &lt;div&gt;My Creative Zen V plus 4GB: &lt;a href="http://boston.craigslist.org/bmw/ele/1076458370.html"&gt;http://boston.craigslist.org/bmw/ele/1076458370.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And 38 issues of Shonen Jump(Feb 06-apr 09), plus some Manga: &lt;a href="http://boston.craigslist.org/bmw/bks/1076432125.html"&gt;http://boston.craigslist.org/bmw/bks/1076432125.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://boston.craigslist.org/bmw/bks/1076432125.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll give you a special deal if you mention my Blog :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, Yesterday I went to a RepowerAmerica.org Rally!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The entire thing was powered by BIKES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwCjxMsBUd4/Sb2ChLUwwdI/AAAAAAAAADA/C0dhVXtlMkw/s320/0314091455a.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313546641854218706" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwCjxMsBUd4/Sb2Cha_6HLI/AAAAAAAAADI/-nmzfTRiVn8/s320/0314091509a.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313546646061718706" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Voulenteered to keep track of the output to make sure it didn't get under 08.0 or above 12.0, which meant I spent the entire time looking at this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwCjxMsBUd4/Sb2ChZGNCFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/cINF5VwlU3I/s320/0314091512a.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313546645551253586" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus one of the bikes chains kept falling off D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwCjxMsBUd4/Sb2ChZR5LNI/AAAAAAAAADY/cO-yaz9uFbE/s320/0314091556a.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313546645600283858" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the really I weant to the the Quincy market for lunch, and on the way saw some street performers, they spent 15 minutes trying to get a crowd BEFORE they danced(They were good).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then one of them jumped over "5 1/2 people"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwCjxMsBUd4/Sb2ChxbRFxI/AAAAAAAAADg/v8Vv_XaaZ-U/s320/0314091713a.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313546652082050834" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I got the picture perfectly timed too &lt;3!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, and I got a haircut!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See, the reaosn this is a big deal is because my hair used to go down to my waist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, back in January I got really angry and cut it to shoulder length with kitchen scissors on impulse, and my hair became unmanagable and impossible to make look different or good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So last week I went to Super cuts, got on the hour long waiting list for the famous popular best stylist, and told him "Give me something COMPLETLEY different, Defy gravity! something a girl would NEVER have, that way people wont mistake my gender", And he trims it and adds layers, thats it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, theres no way he could have known this but, at a certain length my hair grows into little wings, so the shortest layers turned into wings and pushed out so my hair looked ugly and ridiculous and even MORE like a girls haircut! And I couldn't even fly with the wings :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still wanted my hair to be different so I walked to CVS and got a blue hair bleaching/dying kit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Dad helped me do it but we completley messed up and now my hairs all stripey on the sides, dark on the front, and BRIGHT WHITE/BLUE in the back, but it will fade in 6 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO! Last friday I went in and told them my TRAGIC TERRIBLE HAIR STORY OF WINGS AND BLEACH AND BLUE GOOP EVERYWHERE!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this time I actually got something good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwCjxMsBUd4/Sb2GJIpwXAI/AAAAAAAAADo/fB7qNKzSznw/s320/IMG_0195.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313550626866617346" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See the best part is it doesn't always look like that! I can actually CHANGE WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE WITHOUT CUTTING IT =O!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I got some Rewind 06 Hair Gel to help me so :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HAVE NOW ADVANCED FROM "People think I'm girl and don't even believe me when I tell them otherwise" TO "Feminine Man", and once I lose weight and get in shape I bet I'll never be mistaken for a girl again! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At my school I got together an Improv group last week! our first meet-up is tomorrow! It's gonna be GRRRReater then Frosted flakes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also Another student at school is trying to get together a newspaper so I joined the cause! It still doesn't even have a name though =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it seems that every weekend we get great spring like weather, then as soon as its monday it's snowing again at 15 degrees &gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, "I'm a rental boat" is from Kamichu Vol.2(Anime).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Update: &lt;/b&gt;2 more things!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Another story I forgot was that while I was eating lunch I heard a woman next to me scolding her daughter for being vegetarian and telling her "JESUS WANTS YOU TO EAT YOUR MEAT" "I DON'T EVER WANT YOU TO SPEAK AGAIN! NEVER!" "IF I HAD MY TAPE WITH ME I WOULD TAPE YOUR MOUTH SHUT!", she then proceeded to order her daughters food for her, and pretty much forcing her to eat meat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told her "You're being really mean and loud, I'm having a hard time enjoying my meal, if she wants to be vegetarian let her be vegetarian" She replied with "EXCUSE ME! I WOULD NEVER HURT MY DAUGHTER!" So I replied "I never said anything about you hurting your daughter, the fact that you brought that up without me even mentioning it makes me suspect that you actually might" at which point my dad told me to mind my own buisness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is what shocked me, on the walk back to the subway my mom told me "When people do things like you have to just pretend you don't notice it, even if they're right next to you it isn't your buisness and you need to pretend you can't hear it" WHAT! THATS RIDICULOUS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can never just stand by and let people do terrible things!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some people have never even heard that what they're doing is wrong, or that whats being done them shouldn't be done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If she actually WAS taping her daughter mouth shut I would take away the tape and report her to family services!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told this to my mom and she replied "But it wasn't anything physical so ignore it"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THAT DOESN'T CHANGE THE SITUATION!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you're eating lunch next to a mormon mother telling her gay son it would be better if he commited suicide then live on earth as a gay man then I would NEVER sit by and pretend not to hear it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't just turn my ears off! I can hear conversations on the other side of a room at school even if I'm in a conversation of my own, and if I hear somebody shout "Nigger" or "Faggot" or call somebody a "Fucking Homo" I'm going to warn them that it's offensive and I'll write complaint if they don't stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sure you aren't supposed to be a vigilantie justice but the police don't do anything unless you report it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you stand by and ignore something terrible happening and pretend not to hear it then you're no better then the person doing the terrible thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.masspowershift.org/events/repower-america-rally"&gt;Mass Power shift posted up pictures from the Repower America Rally, And I'm in some of them =D!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwCjxMsBUd4/Sb2V74Wxq4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/pDpxVxiYpQI/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwCjxMsBUd4/Sb2V74Wxq4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/pDpxVxiYpQI/s320/057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313567991339789186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwCjxMsBUd4/Sb2V7oyYNAI/AAAAAAAAAEA/oCt2qfkbpNI/s1600-h/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwCjxMsBUd4/Sb2V7oyYNAI/AAAAAAAAAEA/oCt2qfkbpNI/s320/055.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313567987160593410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwCjxMsBUd4/Sb2V7SGptPI/AAAAAAAAAD4/2suOkzKm5uo/s1600-h/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwCjxMsBUd4/Sb2V7SGptPI/AAAAAAAAAD4/2suOkzKm5uo/s320/051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313567981071611122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwCjxMsBUd4/Sb2V7ICrtBI/AAAAAAAAADw/Jwa1_ptXQi4/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwCjxMsBUd4/Sb2V7ICrtBI/AAAAAAAAADw/Jwa1_ptXQi4/s320/047.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313567978370610194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Umm, The full sized pictures are big enough that I should have written the URL of this blog on my sign, and the red circles I drew around myself are only visable in one of the pictures :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm near the top left corner, wearing a blue vest, holding a Re-power america sign...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can see the full sized pictures at the link by clicking on the pictures =D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, NOW thats all :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
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Spring! er.. winter?...SPRING!...winter...UGH!'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwCjxMsBUd4/Sb2ChLUwwdI/AAAAAAAAADA/C0dhVXtlMkw/s72-c/0314091455a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-7553171204849954064</id><published>2009-02-26T21:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T22:33:39.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to Knit a scarf only with Faggoting, so I can stroll around town in my "Faggot scarf"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Basic_knitted_fabrics#Faggoting"&gt;To understand the title, Faggoting is a form of knitting, used commonly for scarfs or loose garments.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See, I'll make it really flamboyant and colorful so if sombody says "Take that Faggot scarf off!" I can say "You're one to talk, you reconized it was a Faggoted scarf just by looking at it!" or "Oh! you like to Knit too?".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadly I've never actually knitted in my life so I'll have to learn how to do that first before I can make a faggot scarf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO! &lt;a href="http://sheezyart.com/art/view/2015631/"&gt;Chapter 5 of Where Ideas come from&lt;/a&gt; if I forgot to link to Chapter 4(I might have I'm not sure) then just look through the "Where Ideas come from" folder in my Sheezyart Gallery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah! and while I'm rapid firing stuff! here's a funny conversation I had with my older brother in the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: (Makes the faggot Scarf joke)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brother: "Where did you hear about that?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "From &lt;i&gt;[Not listing the name but he's another student at school that has the same name as me, is gay, and knits, that all you need to know about him]"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brother: "Ha! It's funny because he's the only gay guy I know"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "No he isn't, I'm gay too and so is [OTHER PEOPLE AT SCHOOL]"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brother: "You're not gay you're Bicurious it doesn't count"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "No I'm pretty sure I'm gay"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brother: "In my book you're Bicurious until you lose your virginity to a man and know you like it"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I started to tell him about all the studys that proved that it's genetics and it happens during birth and it has to do with how much testatorone is absorbed in the womb and how estimated 50% of "Straight" guys are suppressed bisexuals and how the people he knows who "Thought they were bisexual but turned out not to be" were probably to nervous to stay out fo the closet and repressed it and blah blah blah blah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH HEY LETS TALK DRAMA ABOUT DRAMA RELATED STUFF!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so a couple of weeks back I put some signs on my schools bulletin board saying that if you're interesting in Improv comedy(The other sign was putting on a play) to sign your name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I went around finding all the people that signed the improv comedy list(Not enough signed the play list) and talked to them about when we could meet to plan it all out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THUS INTEREST IN DRAMA AT MY SCHOOL WAS REVIVED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then later that day in School meeting Danny Greenberg made a motion to disband the Drama corp because they haven't done anything, and to move it's funds tot he cooking corp, D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The DAY it's starting back up it's getting shot back down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT WAIT! I'VE GOT 1 WEEK BEFORE IT'S VOTED ON!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND THUS ONE WEEK TO MAKE A MEETING OF THE DRAMA CORP TO RE-RELECT STAFF AND THEN TO PLAN OUT THE IMPROV AND THEN TO HOLD A FUND-RAISER AND THEN TO BUY SOME PROPS AND HOLD AN IMPROV SHOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the Drama corp will be active again and it will be less likely for the motion to disband it to pass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Worse comes to worse and it's disbanded then truth be told, unless we decide we're gonna buy a really expensive prop or something or we end up holding so many fund raisers we end up with 3K or something then we wont actually NEED a drama corp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if we DO end up needing one, then we can make a NEW Drama corp, and we'll give it a fancier name too :3 "The Drama and Performing Arts(Excluding Music and Dance) Corp" err... nevermind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man, I've been using my Library card SO much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to the Library and took out 7 books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I went back and took out another 9 books after finishing the last 7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I reserved 9 books from the Library website :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel kind of bad for reserving a book that wasn't released yet and had only 1 copie on order :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----------Location: Berkleyinghimaningtontown library---------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Librarian: "Oh boy! the new books we ordered are in!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Page: "I'll go shelve them!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RoboLibrarian5000: *Punches page in face* "THIS BOOK IS RESERVED FOR THE FRAMGINGTONHAMLEYVILLE LIBRARY!!" *Mails it to Framingtonhamleyville*.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;----------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D I got my first paycheck yesterday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;$100!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then I paid $60 to my brother who I owed money to because I bought an iPod off him for $80 and only paid $20 down before paying the rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I bought an 80GB iPod classic from my older borther for $80, :D!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After 1 more paycheck like that I'll have PLENTY of money for Anime Boston.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can not WAIT for Anime BOSTON :D!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, and..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;ATCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:6;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:6;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO! My health=Not so good in 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After never ever ever beeing stung by a be or having to visit a hospital or specialist doctor or anything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to undergo surgery to fix a life threatening health condition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1-2 weeks to recover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I got the FLU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 weeks to recovers(Although I only missed 3 days of school)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEN I Strained AND Sprang my Ankles! still recovering, but I only missed 1 day of school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope this downwards spiral ends soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats all I have for now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:6;color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-7553171204849954064?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/7553171204849954064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=7553171204849954064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/7553171204849954064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/7553171204849954064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-want-to-knit-scarf-only-with.html' title='I want to Knit a scarf only with Faggoting, so I can stroll around town in my &quot;Faggot scarf&quot;'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-8489749539334826162</id><published>2009-02-15T23:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T00:13:09.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation time! other stuff, I'm bad at titles, MY CELLPHONE WON'T STOP BUGGING ME ABOUT NON-EXISTANT APPOINTMENTS D:</title><content type='html'>I got a 1 week vacation for some reason :D&lt;div&gt;I think it might be because of Presidents day but I can't think of any other reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HURAH! HURAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also my life is taking a turn for the interesting :O!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I assume this happens to everybody who comes out of the closet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I was trying to do it in a way that made it no big deal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was trying to send the message that not everybody whose gay is going to be really in your face about it! In order to avoid awkward situations!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breaking the stereotype and all that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I did was make a light mention of it in a blog post and change my facebook profile to reflect it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I tweeted "Is bisexual"! that was IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the next day my mom wants to talk to me about my sexuality! How did she even know I came out?! She doesn't know what Twitter is! She doens't have a facebook! and I'm sure she doesn't read my blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus I know my dad didn't tell her because he wasn't making a big deal out of it like my mom was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I'm surprised she was so uncomertable about it anyways, Her brother is a flamboyant gay stereotype! he moved to new Zealand because he was ridiculed(Ironicly it was 2 months before Massachusetts legalized gay marriage and passed all the gay rights protection bills :P) Why would she be unnerved by her son beign bisexual!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, according to geneticists it was very likely! I'm the second son in a Row, and my uncle is gay, so the DNA for it was in my moms family tree and being the second son in  a row I simply din't absorb as much &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; "&gt;Testosterone into my brain in the womb, and thus the least important part of making the baby a male in the womb didn't happen, the least important part being removing the attraction to men thats there before the baby's gender is made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;It's funny, so many people think that nobody knows why people are gay but scientists know EXACTLY why! in fact, in every single living thing on the planet around 5% of the population of said living thing seeks to have a same-sex mate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;In fact, in sheep it's really high, 8% of Rams seek partnership with Rams instead of Ewe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;WHY IS THIS STUFF NOT COMMON KNOWLEDGE D:!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;Anyways, I told my mom it was no big deal, my dad agreed with me that it'd be better if in this world people just assumed you were bisexual rather then assumed you were straight, and then being gay would be such a big deal for anybody!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;You know in a study, sociologists found that 50% of men were closeted bisexuals! and that they repressed those feelings because society rejected it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;And it's all because people don't realize that the bible was written for times when the biggest priority was to maintain the population, as opposed to now when we have TO MANY PEOPLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;Thats why the bible condones homosexuality! because in biblical ages populations were TINY and if men had sex with men and woman with woman no babys would born! but now we have so many people! it's be useful to maintain a healthier, lower, population if people didn't feel like they HAD to have kids, and if people didn't fight abortions so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;Even if I myself wouldn't want to get an abortion if I was a pregnant woman, or wouldn't want a woman I accidentally impregnated to get one, I still think woman should have the choice to do so because even if it's technically killing a baby, WE COULD DO WITHOUT ANOTHER NUMBER IN THE POPULATION AND SHE PROBABLY COULDN'T PROVIDE FOR THE BABY IF SHE'S GETTING AN ABORTION ANYWAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;She can always have another baby when she's prepared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;All the pro-lifers should be focusing on making it so people don't NEED to get abortions rather then trying to outlaw them, BUT OH WAIT! MOST PRO-LIFERS ARE CHRISTAIN! AND THE BIBLE FORBIDS THE USE OF CONDOMS! YET CONDOMS PREVENT ACCIDENTAL PREGNANCY AND THUS PREVENT THE NEED FOR AN ABORTION! AND THE ONLY REASON THE BIBLE FORBIDS CONDOMS IS BECAUSE BACK THEN IT WAS IMPORANT TO HAVE KIDS, WHILE NOW AND DAYS WE HAVE TO MANY PEOPLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;Sorry about ranting off again, I should probably save it for youtube :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;Anyways, I'm thinking of seeing a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; "&gt;Psychiatrist, I don't think I'm mentally unstable but maybe just to talk to them for consulting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;I mean, I seem to always be worried so much about avoiding an awkward situation that I'm afraid to talk to somebody about something as simple as asking them a question about something they said in a convorsation earlier!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;Scenario:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;"Um.. Excuse me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;"Yes?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;"Umm...earlier you said...um.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;*Runs off*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;AND THAT MAKES IT SEEM LIKE I HAVE A CRUSH ON THEM OR SOMETHING WHEN I DON'T!!! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;I know I don't have any sort of mental illness like aspergers or anything, I think it's just because of things that have happened in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;But it's just annoying!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;Like, for a long time somebody who I've known and been friends with for 9 years has made jokes that are obviously jokes, where he implys that he wants to have sex with random people, they're obviously jokes because of how ridiculous he sounds and how random the person he's saying it to is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;Yet he makes the joke to me a lot D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;And it escalated after I came out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;But then he stopped suddenly like he noticed it made me uncomfertable because when you repeat something a lot it's hard to tell if it's really a joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;But then I can't tell if he stopped because he realized the joke was making me uncomfertable or if it's because it wasn't a joke and he gave up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;IT KILLS ME D:!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;Or like, these two people I was friends with for 3 years, then a girl who was the devil told them they shouldn't hand out with boys so they decided to start hating me for no reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;Then they decided that he devil girl was a bad influence but we didn't hang out with each other for awhile again because of a "shield of awkwardness" as I call it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;but then recently it dissolved and we've become friends again recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;But I can't tell if I'm actually just forcing myself back in or if we're actually friends agian!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;I wish I could figure this kind of stuff out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;Anyways, on another subject still in the catogory of "My really not so interesting life is suddenly interesting"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;I used to never have to go to a hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;I'd get sick a lot but never anything serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;Yet ever since that surgery on January 21st my health has been spiraling downwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;the INSTANT I was recorded from the surgery I caught the flu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;And as soon as the flu went away I got a bad cough!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;and as soon as the bad cough went away I got a stomough virus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;I've never had such a constant stream of unhealth before!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;Maybe the surgery lowered my immune system or something! I don't know I never studied medicine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;Ugh! First I complain that my life isn't interesting enough, then suddenly it gains some interest but it just tears my head apart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;Anyways, because the flu was going around earlier a lot of stuff like Creative writing and graphic design kept getting moved around, so all last week and the week before my cellphone was going off about non-existant events, it was annoying!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;Also Anime boston is getting closer X3! I hope the dealers room still has great deal despite the economic crash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;You know, whenever you look at other countrys you always see the past compared to your own country even though your country looks like it's in the past compared to other countrys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;For instance, I'm in the US and I look at Japan and go "Wow, Racism, Sexism, are still at 90% rates! it's like the 50s or something!" but then Canada looks at he US and goes "Wow! They still don't have Gay marriage? it's like the 70s or something!" and Japan looks at Canada and goes "Wow, you still don't have Robots? it's like the 90s or something!" and the Europeans are confused as to why the US and Canada don't have trains connecting every state to every province even though the EU has trains running through all the countrys,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;That reminds me, recently I've really been getting back into Clamp stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;I re-watched CardCaptor Sakura, and I've been watching the xXxHolic Anime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;I read that XxXHolic and Tsubasa are ending soon! Finally I can catch up on the manga!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;Also it's funny, I really like a lot of Clamps stuff, and some series I like I found out were worked on by clamp and I didn't even know it!(Like Code Geass)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;It's funny how similar the plot twists in Code Geass resemble a Soap opera with giant robots XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;(Spoilers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;"Gasp! I suddenly recovered from my amnesia thanks to the magic powers of a multiple times thought dead character and I just remembered that my new boyfriend and I already dated before in the past and that he killed my father and is actually the leader of a world terrorist group trying to take down the worlds largest empire! AND that HE has magic powers which he used to erase my memorys of this and that the emperor of said large empire inflicted amenesia on me AGAIN to make me think that my boyfriends sister never existed and was actually some brother that was newly inserted into our lifes! AND that my boyfriend is actually a PRINCE"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;(/spoilers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;Huh, for some reason spell-check isn't working right now D:, I hope I don't mispell some words and miss it and look like and idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px;"&gt;Well I can't keep writing forever so good night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-8489749539334826162?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/8489749539334826162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=8489749539334826162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/8489749539334826162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/8489749539334826162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2009/02/vacation-time-other-stuff-im-bad-at.html' title='Vacation time! other stuff, I&apos;m bad at titles, MY CELLPHONE WON&apos;T STOP BUGGING ME ABOUT NON-EXISTANT APPOINTMENTS D:'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-1100299938591406617</id><published>2009-02-04T13:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T13:46:39.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New chapter, getting better.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sheezyart.com/art/view/1998316/"&gt;Finally! Chapter 4!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm getting better, not much else to say right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-1100299938591406617?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/1100299938591406617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=1100299938591406617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/1100299938591406617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/1100299938591406617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-chapter-getting-better.html' title='New chapter, getting better.'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-4006572955114428815</id><published>2009-01-29T16:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T16:57:43.641-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New art</title><content type='html'>I uploaded 3 new art pieces to my &lt;a href="http://jeshiideru.sheezyart.com/gallery/"&gt;Gallery &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I drew them all today, I just didn't scan them until today.&lt;br /&gt;Newton, Calvint, Ghastleeterrifyingg(Theres an extra G to signify that the ing has a hard G)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing much better, it turned out that under the visible stitching was an extra layer of thin stitching that was hard to see, but that's supposed to fall off soon too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-4006572955114428815?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/4006572955114428815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=4006572955114428815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/4006572955114428815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/4006572955114428815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-art.html' title='New art'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-2242953572339819961</id><published>2009-01-28T15:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T16:00:44.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slowly recovering</title><content type='html'>Hey there everyone.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've recovered enough to go to school again and to go on the computer again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I'm still not back to full strength.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm finding working on Where Ideas come from difficult when like this but once again, when I'm better then I WILL continue working on it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I DID do &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?2ndjkzzoygu"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a dramatic reading! if you want to read along then the URL of the original text is in the Comments section of the Meta Data! =D(Right click&gt;Properties&gt;Details)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took me 4 takes to get that right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other, less important news, I'm coming out of the closet, I'm Bisexual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopfully nobody will make a big deal about this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-2242953572339819961?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/2242953572339819961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=2242953572339819961' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/2242953572339819961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/2242953572339819961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2009/01/slowly-recovering.html' title='Slowly recovering'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-7985621947862808793</id><published>2009-01-19T23:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T23:50:39.844-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday and Wednesday are big days followed by I don't even know D:</title><content type='html'>Okay so I need to update more often but nobody really reads this.&lt;div&gt;I AM working on the next chapter of Where Ideas come from, just I've had a hard time writing for a long period of time because of well, keep reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also this is a joint post with my SheezyART Journal, even though it's still personal it IS rather important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so, Tomorrow is Barack Obama's Inauguration, You know, until we elected Obama I was NEVER Proud to be a US Citizen, I would sometimes say "I'm not American I'm New English" Or something silly like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Tomorrow at 11:30AM He becomes President and we'll be THE FIRST Majority white nation to elect a black man President/Prime Minister/Whatever you want to call it in your country.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I just know that starting tomorrow the whole country is gonna turn around and the US is going to become the Land of the Free and Home of the Brave again, not the Land of the Can be arrested for no reason, and Home of the so afraid of being attack we're declaring war on undefined enemys that we think are trying to kill us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But thats not the big thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whats big comes after school tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, I'm going to have to Super fast, like Fasting but instead of not Eating anything and only drinking a mouthful of water every so often, I can't eat or drink ANYTHING, the most I can do is swish water around in my mouth then spit it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I have to go to a hospital and go under anethetics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then when I wake up part of my body will be gone and the area where it usually would be will be very sensitive and I'll have to cover it with a sock to padd it from being damaged, and I'll be confined to my home for the next 5 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then finally when thats over I'll no longer have to worry that some day my bladder will explode because it's being blocked by my own skin, but, I think you don't really want to know anything past this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's sad to because I have no choice and I wont last past Febuary if I don't go under surgery but it's still so frightning and mind bogisying(Not a word but I can't describe it any other way)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Considering how I usually sit when I'm on the computer I probably wont be on the computer until Monday starting Wednesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or at least not much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh this is going to SUCK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How did it even start anyways! how did &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Urushiol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;get &lt;b&gt;THERE &lt;/b&gt;of all places!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;And why is the human body so STUPID as to not realize that even though it WAS inflamed it isn't anymore and it doesn't need to keep drying up and shrinking until it closes and kills itself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Why do our bodys do stupid things like store fat by our lungs or close up vital opening on our body because it can't tell the difference between the skin on your arm and the skin around said openings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;UGH, well, this is all for now, I hope I didn't get to descriptive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-7985621947862808793?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/7985621947862808793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=7985621947862808793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/7985621947862808793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/7985621947862808793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2009/01/tuesday-and-wednesday-are-big-days.html' title='Tuesday and Wednesday are big days followed by I don&apos;t even know D:'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-5323580416395524191</id><published>2009-01-02T00:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T00:53:31.205-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!! 20~09!</title><content type='html'>WOO!&lt;div&gt;So Today I saw Milk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Milk is a great movie even better then Yes Man! Go see it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also I got the Ace Attorney Case book Vol. 1 =D! It's great I'm still not done reading it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also what else... On New years eve I went to a big party and stuff, most exciting countdown ever, with drums and over 50 people and stuff, okay so I'm sure like Time square is exciting if you're there but this was really exciting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also My new years resoloutiuon! IN 2009 I'M GONNA LOSE 80 POUNDS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, at the party, there was like a split, one floor of the house was all the Adults and the other was all the Drunk Teenagers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all the teenage girls had the exact same haircut =O!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man, I'll never understand Kids raised by the traditional school system.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BTW Go see Milk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-5323580416395524191?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/5323580416395524191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=5323580416395524191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/5323580416395524191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/5323580416395524191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-2009.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!! 20~09!'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-4828103688239543729</id><published>2008-12-26T23:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T23:55:29.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well I just cut my hair in a fit of rage</title><content type='html'>Thats right, mister 3 ft long hair(I'm 5 feet long and it was long as half my body) got fed up and cut his hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, tonight I was going to the bathroom and noticed my hair almost went past the toilet seat.&lt;br /&gt;Then after I showered I spent half an hour brushing my hair, but then it was all in front of my face, so I flung it back, but they remade all the Knots, after another half hour of brush(This time making sure it stayed behind my head), it was once again all in front of my head, but this time still FILLED with Knots all tangled up, after 15 applications of detangling spray I stomped into the kitchen, got the scissors, went back into the bathroom, I intended to only cut off 1ft of the hair to kill the knots, but I ended up cutting 1 foot on the left side but 1.5 feet on the right, so I had to cut more of the side I liked so it was even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brushed my hair again, and now my hair shoulder-length, and by the time schools back it'll be in better shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when my mom gets home I'm gonna like nothings different :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-4828103688239543729?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/4828103688239543729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=4828103688239543729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/4828103688239543729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/4828103688239543729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2008/12/well-i-just-cut-my-hair-in-fit-of-rage.html' title='Well I just cut my hair in a fit of rage'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-7560793542141367358</id><published>2008-12-25T16:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T22:50:03.909-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Xmas Day! =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwCjxMsBUd4/SVRL4RSHWYI/AAAAAAAAACo/XWx2it48_Cs/s1600-h/IMG_0021%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwCjxMsBUd4/SVRL4RSHWYI/AAAAAAAAACo/XWx2it48_Cs/s400/IMG_0021%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283931692896573826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So first of all, I got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;a Wii points card(2000 points)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The life of Brian&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sonic Unleashed(Wii)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Korg DS-10&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Elite Beat Agents&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hotel Dusk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Smart Mass Putty(Oil Slick)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kingston 4GB Flash drive(My first flash drive =3)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Annotated Alice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; The Gospel of the Flying Spaghetti monster&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thinkgeek.com/geektoys/science/af4c/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fly Stick Van de Graaff Levitation Wand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And Awesome Canadian hat thing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty awesome :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xmas eve was awesome Family Yankee swap with my fathers family.&lt;br /&gt;That night I spent an hour and 12 minutes in the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;and spent 5 hours lying down rather then sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 7:00am I went downstairs because I couldn't stand waiting anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blahblah unwrapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end the unwrapping of Sonic Unleashed was rather symbolic(without my mom even knowing she did it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was in a HUGE box but it was very vauge and light&lt;br /&gt;Inside was piles of packaging trash from the other gifts&lt;br /&gt;and at the bottom was Sonic unleashed XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here the box represents Sega's details of it before it's release.&lt;br /&gt;and the trash represents all of Sonic's recent games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had tasty breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we went out for Chinese before Seeing Yes Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES MAN IS A GREAT GREAT GREAT GREAT MOVIE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Writing was fantastic, and I loved all the cool things people were doing that was just so great, I loved the positive attitude and it was just so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might go Photography running some day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is my somewhat rushed Xmas day post, I don't really have much very interesting things to say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Van de graff flying stick is fun though =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thinkgeek.com/geektoys/science/af4c/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-7560793542141367358?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/7560793542141367358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=7560793542141367358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/7560793542141367358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/7560793542141367358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-i-got-for-xmas.html' title='Xmas Day! =D'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwCjxMsBUd4/SVRL4RSHWYI/AAAAAAAAACo/XWx2it48_Cs/s72-c/IMG_0021%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-7144017609352044800</id><published>2008-12-20T01:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T02:00:41.345-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrible English</title><content type='html'>This is what happens when you take the following set of words.&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets see how messed up this sentence can get =3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh by the way, I am male, if I had a sister she would be Female, and we would be brother and sister, but I don't have a sister, I have an older brother, who is male, and we are brothers, not sisters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;And use Babelfish.yahoo.com to translate it to Chinese-simplifired, then to english, then to Chinese-Traditional then to English, then to Dutch, then back to English, then to French, then back to English, then German, then back to English, then to Greek, then back to English, then to Italian, then back to English, then to Japanese, then back to English, then to Korean, then back to English, then to Portugese then back to English, then to Russian, then back to english, then to Spanish, and back to english.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 17px; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;l' He like; It respects the box of direction that alcanç this direction =3 the model of the nation of Ohio of omhoog where exhausted, l' That thing, is what necessary to go away; Possibly; When the brothers and the brothers and our I/woman are possible, in the personage in the morning, the brothers and the brothers and the brothers and the brothers, but j' He therefore; So that they grow more old by the brothers and the brothers, the morning of his l' He; the individuals of sommes of brothers.s and/or or frère&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-7144017609352044800?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/7144017609352044800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=7144017609352044800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/7144017609352044800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/7144017609352044800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2008/12/terrible-english.html' title='Terrible English'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-6217622694735639891</id><published>2008-12-17T18:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T19:50:00.671-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A week til XMas!</title><content type='html'>First order of Buisness, &lt;a href="http://www.sheezyart.com/view/1960606/"&gt;Chapter 3 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, a week until Xmas! Hoorah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait to see the look on some of my family members faces when they see what I got them :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, so 3 times a year there are concerts of sorts at my school, and the signs are always put on a table for people to draw on before it's put up during the show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year I made two obscure references XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwCjxMsBUd4/SUmbHZIf2OI/AAAAAAAAACI/hqx3rIZhPsw/s320/1216081244a.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280922589376534754" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwCjxMsBUd4/SUmbHhGBFwI/AAAAAAAAACQ/K93Xga9-rnQ/s320/1216081240a.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280922591513614082" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, The preist Mondo Medicals, talking about Xmas rather then Cancer, and Also I drew Phoenix Wright but I was making a reference to the Phoenix Wright Musical Project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also I found THIS in the schools lost in found XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwCjxMsBUd4/SUmbHy3uoJI/AAAAAAAAACY/9MSIL7LM5ZE/s320/1216081442a.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280922596285522066" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a helmet, that when you put it on, you now have a duck head XD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was tempted to steal it, but I didn't, if it's still there on Friday I'll take it since it'll be put in the Mourge if they don't claim it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of the &lt;a href="http://megalomaniacalme.net/pwmusical/"&gt;Phoenix Wright Musical Project&lt;/a&gt;, I auditioned! YAY! I hope I get a good part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been reading Alice in Wonderland/Through the looking Glass, I just finished Alive in Wonderland and now I'm on Through the looking glass and what Alice found there, they're really good books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today when I got back home from school, My and my brother(who was driving) stopped at the mailbox to get the mail as usual, so I got out of the car and there was only 2 lettrers in the mail box, but outside of it was a GIANT! RIDICULOUSLY LONG! Package, with a tag on it that said "Sword mall" on it, with pictures of swords of all kinds on it, it barely fit in the car and it took me and my brother friend to hold it and get it in the car, then to move it to the basement, it was obvious what was inside and who the gift was for XD(My brother)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pre-registered for &lt;a href="http://www.animeboton.com"&gt;Anime boston 2009&lt;/a&gt;!!! My Badge name is Gonna be "Jeshi" So if you see me there Say Hi! It'll be awesome to have somebody to hang out with! Whether it's somebody I know from the internet or from somewhere else that reads my blog, It'll be great to see you there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So thats all I have this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Jeshi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-6217622694735639891?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/6217622694735639891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=6217622694735639891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/6217622694735639891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/6217622694735639891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2008/12/week-til-xmas.html' title='A week til XMas!'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwCjxMsBUd4/SUmbHZIf2OI/AAAAAAAAACI/hqx3rIZhPsw/s72-c/1216081244a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-5281748416376178205</id><published>2008-12-10T22:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:52:16.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Ideas come from chapter 2, Gingerbread houses, WIIMOTE CANDY DISPENSER!</title><content type='html'>Alright! Hey everybody! okay,  first order of buisness, &lt;a href="http://www.sheezyart.com/view/1956469/"&gt;Where Ideas come from Chapter 2!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I made a gingerbread house at school, WHICH IS GRUELING HARD WORK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You get there early then you roll out the dough you can't make it too thin or thick or touch it with your hands(it has to stay cold), not too much flower not too little, then you cut it with grueling patience, and then you clean up everything, then you get a break, then you come back and clean up everything, and you begin decorating the house pieces, make sure you don't make it too heavy and that you leave space for X Y and Z, and BTW you're sticking the decorations on with frosting, which takes like 5 minutes to get an inch out of, and thats at ridiculius pressure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then you clean up everything while you wait your turn to put the pieces together in the MOLTEN MELTED SUGAR. then you decorate the rest of the house, then you clean up everything, it's harder then it sounds, my back was killing me by the end of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heres my house :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwCjxMsBUd4/SUCN9TJbS7I/AAAAAAAAACA/OipZdQO8r8c/s320/1209081555a+(1).jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278374847529569202" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The picture is terrible, but theres a pond with gingerbread men fishing for gummy fish and the roof is tiled with hershey symphony bars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, when I was at CVS I found THIS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwCjxMsBUd4/SUCNeOdCwrI/AAAAAAAAABo/D-3JSaoUC0M/s320/1205081707a.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278374313693725362" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwCjxMsBUd4/SUCNeWi-GuI/AAAAAAAAABw/xFGeJhZjM2A/s320/1205081707b.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278374315866069730" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwCjxMsBUd4/SUCNegzTbkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/RTCFfNH0vWc/s320/1205081707c.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278374318618930754" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You pull the B trigger and it launches candy discs :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it has the official Nintendo SEAL! no I didn't buy one but I was tempted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats all for today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-5281748416376178205?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/5281748416376178205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=5281748416376178205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/5281748416376178205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/5281748416376178205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2008/12/where-ideas-come-from-chapter-2.html' title='Where Ideas come from chapter 2, Gingerbread houses, WIIMOTE CANDY DISPENSER!'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwCjxMsBUd4/SUCN9TJbS7I/AAAAAAAAACA/OipZdQO8r8c/s72-c/1209081555a+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-6053467874938331451</id><published>2008-12-05T14:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T14:57:49.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where ideas come from, and more</title><content type='html'>Okay, I've started a multi-chapter story, similar to Writers block in concept but it's the reverse, instead of destroying writers block, he's looking for an idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's very long I'll just link to the SheezyART uploads.&lt;br /&gt;You can read chapter 1 &lt;a href="http://www.sheezyart.com/view/1952373/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I'm not committed to Guitar enough to practice 10 hours a week, since I only originally started learning it because I didn't have the $35 a lesson Piano would require(I thought) but I found a book at school great for teaching myself piano, and the book recommends 10 minutes a day minimum, which is EASY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten to chapter 5 in it, where it tries to get you used to using your left hand.&lt;br /&gt;So thats fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been playing Mother 3 lately, SO MUCH FUN!!!, I definitely KNOW that if Nintendo released an official version I would buy it right away.&lt;br /&gt;I've also been playing LSD(the game not the drug), it's... trippy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of trippy, I've also been watching Gregory Horror Show, I LOVE THIS SHOW =D! I finished watching Volume 2 yesterday and although it wasn't quite as good as the first one(there was more focus on comedy then horror in that one) it was still 5 stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think they should make more Gregory Horror show, if not more of the show then maybe another game(Which they should RELEASE IN AMERICA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV Fish is awesome :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My voice has been cracking A LOT lately, I can't even sing D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a weird dilemma, if I pursue being social and hang out with the people that were my friends in previous years, then I'd be an anti-social shut in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I go outside and pursue my dreams and have fun and become more outgoing... I won't really have any IRL friends besides one or three people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think thinkgeek.com should open Retail stores, I know they're small but they could just have them in Malls or something, I would go there all the time since I wouldn't have to pay shipping or use a credit card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus then you could see product in person before you buy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well thats all I have to say for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-6053467874938331451?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/6053467874938331451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=6053467874938331451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/6053467874938331451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/6053467874938331451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2008/12/where-ideas-come-from-and-more.html' title='Where ideas come from, and more'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-8441002122684541251</id><published>2008-11-28T18:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T18:14:39.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh gosh darn it to heck!</title><content type='html'>Well, we came up with a name for the Podcast, "&lt;a href="http://www.athousandshadesofambiguity.podomatic.com"&gt;A thousand shades of ambiguity&lt;/a&gt;" and we proceded to record the first episode, but the recording only recorded my side of the conversation and thus nobody else could be heard, and to make it worse, My headset then broke! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO! Where does THAT leave the podcast? Purgetory until the new headset I ordered arrives, and we find a good Skype recording program, Pamela plays things out of order and has a 15 minute limit, Call Graph is unpredictable, sometimes it'll record perfectly sometimes it'll only record one half of the conversation, AudioHjiack adds noise every 10 minutes and saves things as a really large file, and everything else we've found costs money!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanksgiving was Thanksgiving as usualy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mother 3 is fun but very hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats all I can really think of for this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-8441002122684541251?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/8441002122684541251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=8441002122684541251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/8441002122684541251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/8441002122684541251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-gosh-darn-it-to-heck.html' title='Oh gosh darn it to heck!'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-1927140839105808337</id><published>2008-11-19T00:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T00:36:52.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So far unnamed Podcast!</title><content type='html'>SO, Me along with Nicko, Cyrus, Grihol, and maybe others depending on availibility are working on a PODCAST, Which has yet to have a name, I'm thinking "Ghote(Pronounced fish)", Grihol said "I don't want it to be like an inside joke for you SVS guys because I live in Ohio" And Cyrus was all "Wuht" but I haven't yet spoke to Orange.&lt;div&gt;Also whats a good free program for recording skype calls for windows? Pamela sucks and everything else I've found costs money or used to be free and now costs money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More details on the podcast as we plan it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-1927140839105808337?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/1927140839105808337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=1927140839105808337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/1927140839105808337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/1927140839105808337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-far-unnamed-podcast-plot.html' title='So far unnamed Podcast!'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-4794100355735486411</id><published>2008-11-07T21:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T21:57:51.447-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fridasial updatious crutatious noctatious!</title><content type='html'>Excuse the odd title.&lt;br /&gt;My last update was on Monday, or was it Tuesday? so I guess I should recap everything since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see... Oh right!.&lt;br /&gt;I was Twittering a lot, and I got Twitteroo on my laptop :P.&lt;br /&gt;Last night I got a 12'' Artists Mannequin Which helps with my drawing, as shown &lt;a href="http://www.sheezyart.com/view/1931647/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; And as you can see, S/he is wearing Mittens and Clogs because those are hard to draw and the Mannequin has wooden blocks for hands and feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a great idea for a LONG story, one which would be preferably either a live action series or an animated series, but could also do with a graphic novel or literary series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's main themes would be how everybody has their own stories and how they all connect and intertwine, even if something is very minor in your life you might still think about it and subconsciously affect your decisions in your future, or something that you didn't even know about could still effect your life indirectly, even if its something very minor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea is that it would have 3 parts, the main part would be the stories, and second would be the overall, and the third would be the mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would have an ensemble cast would be the cast of the stories part, the hundreds of stories revolving around each character, and how they would all affect each other, and most of them would take place within the same time period, and some of them could be flash back stories or stories that seem completely unrelated but would still connect to the overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The overall would be about a single character who accidentally observes parts of, or overhears parts of all the stories from the stories part, but s/he would have no idea that there are so many interesting things going on around him/her, S/he would often complain how boring his/her life is because nothing exciting or interesting happens, and every one of the stories would somehow effect this character, and then it goes onto the third part, the mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mystery part would involve something happening to the character from the overall, or the overall doing something, that would result in a big commotion, and hopefully as the viewers or readers go through all the stories, what really happened would start to click, so that by the end of the series there will hopefully be no need for an explanation because they'd have figured it out already, of course in case they hadn't there would be one, an epic one too, but it would mostly be to reassure the viewers/readers that they had gotten it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The layout would work in that in between the stories would be clips of the overall, and every so often some of the mystery would mix in, some of the stories would self contain themselves, while others might take a break and the others would show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that the final part which would not be mixed in would be called the realization, would would be the conclusion of the series, where the overall character realizes that all the stories are happening around him/her and you get to see what the events that the mystery are about, happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big thing about the stories would be that nothing would be off limits, there would be a lot of variety, and nothing would be deemed "Not appropriate" or "In bad taste" because they would be things that DO happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already got some ideas for stories, but I don't think I'll really work on this until I've got a more thought out idea, and I've gotten better at drawing and writing and all that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-4794100355735486411?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/4794100355735486411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=4794100355735486411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/4794100355735486411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/4794100355735486411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2008/11/fridasial-updatious-crutatious.html' title='Fridasial updatious crutatious noctatious!'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-5719732362927588217</id><published>2008-11-05T18:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T19:04:12.367-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just got Twitter</title><content type='html'>I just got a twitter, and I stuck it on the side of my blog.&lt;br /&gt;I might add it to my SheezyART too.&lt;br /&gt;Or my Facebook, depends on how difficult it would be to add it to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you can see what I'm doing on the side! HOORAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-5719732362927588217?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/5719732362927588217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=5719732362927588217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/5719732362927588217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/5719732362927588217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-got-twitter.html' title='Just got Twitter'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-2858527670838421348</id><published>2008-11-04T12:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T12:42:19.518-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures at Boston Comicon! (Or the lack thereof)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Adventures at Boston Comicon! (Or the lack thereof)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was Sunday morning; I was staying at Sam’s house, along with Cyrus and Jacob, mostly because of Halloween but also so we could help his mom with her Irish dance thing on Saturday, and go to the Boston Comicon on Sunday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cyrus and I woke up at 6:00am, we thought, for the clock clearly said 6:00am, and the convention started at 10:00am, but since Sam’s Dad didn’t want to be trying to drive us there at 10:00, we were pretty sure it was compromised that we were going to play it by ear, get up early, and leave when ready.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, to pass the time we watched TV only to find that in fact is was 5:00am, because of Daylight savings, “Well that’s just fantastic” I said sarcastically.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There usually isn’t much on at 5:00am as you could imagine, we found a Spanish soap opera with a cheesy fight scene, there was the same exact “SMACK!” sound effect with every single obviously not actually connecting blow, and at some point they ended up in the water, which was oddly shallow and now the “Smack!” was replaced with what sounded like the same sound effect you put in a cartoon when a small child is playing in a puddle.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The fight ends and the winner gets married to some girl who was egging them on, along with what appeared to be her 5 grandmothers, 7 uncles, 2 fathers, 3 mothers 5 sisters, and 8 brothers (or it was just a swarm of extras who were watching the fight and happened to all also be at the wedding but in different outfits).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well enough of that, we began flicking through the channels again, or should I say infomercials since that was all that was on (Except for a certain show that I usually record at 5:00am which is how we found out it was 5:00am and not 6:00am), until finally we found another odd one, a French, animation? I wasn’t even sure, the bodies and heads were drawn, or were they cardboard? And the eyes, hands, feet, mouths, noses, and ears were all pictures of actual peoples eyes, hands, feet, mouths, noses, and ears, pasted onto the cardboard (or were they placed on the drawings?), the backgrounds were magazine clippings, and when their real life mouths moved they replaced the pictures of mouths so it looked like they chewing with their teeth showing, except when they shouted and singed in which it was an actual open mouth.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The plot seemed to be about a big dance club that forced people into line to get in, and the people that were deemed good enough to get in, were forced to go in and never let out.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And the backgrounds were often destroyed by the characters, with holes that led to what looked like HTML programming, and seemed to open portals to other dimensions, as cows and American football players would run out of them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We decided it had been late enough and we were tired of infomercials and foreign television, so we went upstairs to eat, we had breakfast (I had cereal), and Sam’s mother commented she was surprised we didn’t finish the leftover cake from the Irish dance thing, and this is true, as soon as she said cake Jacob burst out from the room he was sleeping in and shouted “What? Cake?” and he picked up a slice of cake and ate it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It turned out we were going to get to the convention at 12:30pm and weren’t informed of that, and didn’t need to get up at 5:00am.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We went downstairs and played games and the such until finally it was time to leave.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On the ride to Boston (Which was 2 hours long!) we passed the time by playing a ridiculous game where you say something (Like Grass) and the next person beats, stops, or prevents it (Like fire), you can’t do something already done, and it doesn’t need to make sense as long as how it stops it does.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You’re out if you do something that doesn’t work, like try and stop Grass with giant octopuses with a cupcake on its head.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We started at grass and Cyrus won when he beat a shortage of veins with a giant G to turn it into a shortage of Grains, and I couldn’t think of how I could stop that with all the stuff done, so he won just before we arrived at the parking lot.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We walked through cold Boston and Jaywalked a lot because the stoplights took way to long to change to the walk signal.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When we arrived we waited in a rather short line to pay the $10 entrance fee, and when we entered I was immediately bored.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m not really a fan of comics, but I’ve been to Anime Boston, New England’s largest anime convention, and my brother would go with me, and he had fun even though he wasn’t an anime fan, so I assumed that I could enjoy a comic convention without being a comic fan.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, this was a different kind of convention, rather then have events, panels, press events, and the such, it was a marketplace, all it was, was people selling comic books.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I walked around trying to familiarize myself with the layout of the place and maybe find something interesting, well the first walk around everything was the same as everything else in the place as far as I could see.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And I was confused by their definitions of “Long book”, See, the comics I would read usually are Manga, Japanese comics, and they’re usually sold like small thick books.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sold by the volume, you can’t really enjoy volume 8 without first reading volumes 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, and 7.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With comics they seem to be sold by the issue, with no continuity between them, the first issue is worth $300 (which is like $28 a page!) and newer ones are sold at 50 cents, (which is like less then half a cent a page). &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, I quickly figured out that comics with continuity that are sold in volumes are called “Graphic novels” and that Manga is sold in “Graphic novel form”, well that clears things up.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As I wandered around I found a box containing some Manga, but every series I hadn’t heard of didn’t have the first volume in stock, and if I did either I already read it, they didn’t of the volume I wanted to read, or it just didn’t interest me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I somehow ended up in the independent comics section, self-published comics written and drawn by aspiring writers and artists, plots you’d never see in a comic book, they’re so original!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Most of them were sold in anthologies, because none of them could afford to publish the comics by themselves, so they’d pitch together to release them all together.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tables were shared it seemed, and the prices ranged from low to high (if that’s saying much)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The artists and writers themselves were selling the comics so unless they were eating lunch of something if you bought something you were getting it autographed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Looking at the tables, these looked like great stuff, I bought 2 graphic novels from a series that actually managed to get published, both were signed, 3 issues of some sort of self-published anthological horror type comic (Kind of like tales of the crypt but by independent comic writers and artists), and a huge 30 or more author anthology of various comics called “Secrets and lies” which had so much variety it was amazing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When I bought something the people selling them seemed surprised and happy, I guess if you don’t have a publisher then getting somebody to buy your books is hard.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In fact, they had spent all their money on getting the table at the convention and publishing their books that they didn’t have any bags for me to carry the stuff I bought in.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After walking around some more carrying my books under my arm, I passed by some people that looked like people I knew except if they never showered or changed clothes for 50 years and were dying, it was kind of odd.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After finally finding everybody else I quickly lost them again because they weren’t done yet.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I walked around some more, until I noticed that by the staircase that was the entrance were people reading, of course, I could wait for everybody while I read my new books. I finished one of them and began looking for everybody else again as I was hungry for lunch and though I should suggest to them that we go eat soon.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I found Sam’s Dad who told me that they had all been looking for me but hadn’t thought to look at the staircase, when they got back to say “We can’t find him anywhere” only to see me standing right there, we left the convention to look for somewhere to eat.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After circling the block 5 times we decided weren’t gonna find a cheap place to eat, so we got back in the car and Sam’s dad said he knew of a good place to eat in Newton.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was called Cabot’s and it was an ice cream/Burger place.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I ate grilled cheese and everybody else had burgers, for drinks I got a grape soda, and everybody else got root beer, except for Cyrus who got a ginger ale, which while everybody else got their drinks in the bottle with a cup to pour it in, Cyrus’ came in a tall glass with a huge straw in it (Plus he got a freaking refill), it was so carbonated the bubbles lifted the straw up and it almost fell out of it, when we finished eating we ordered ice cream, on the ice cream menu was more ice cream options then there was food options, and I noticed some options that were ridiculous! “70 quarts of ice cream with 10 quarts of toppings, $220” was one of them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I got the junior mint Sunday, everybody else got frozen Yogurt, except for Cyrus who got “the chocolate homicide” and Sam who got a vanilla malt frappe and because of where we were sitting we got to watch them make them (except the Frappe)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;First a young woman got a bowl and put in 3 or 4 scoops of chocolate ice cream with chocolate chunks in it, then she put chocolate sauce on it, and then whipped cream, then chocolate chips, then pretty much anything else in the building that was chocolate.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then she started making mine, she put mint chip ice cream in a cup like thing, then she put chocolate sauce on it, then marshmallow sauce, then a very bright green sauce greener then any other edible thing I’ve seen, she put both Sundays on small platters.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When she brought them over, mine looked like something out of a Dr. Seuss book! With the marshmallow falling off the cup onto the platter slowly as the green sauce ran through the middle, the chocolate homicide looked like you’d get sick if you ate it all. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Sunday was delicious, and I didn’t even finish it all, after paying the bill we got back in the car and drove to Berlin to drop off Jacob who had to get home.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I tried to read my new comic books but it was to dark and I would’ve gotten carsick if I did. Instead I watched the road and almost fell asleep because of how boring it was.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Finally we got back and I got a bag from the recycling for my stuff, I knew I was definitely not going again next year.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-2858527670838421348?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/2858527670838421348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=2858527670838421348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/2858527670838421348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/2858527670838421348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2008/11/adventures-at-boston-comicon-or-lack.html' title='Adventures at Boston Comicon! (Or the lack thereof)'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-1717013902617932006</id><published>2008-11-03T18:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T19:16:18.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend update</title><content type='html'>So here is a post about Friday and Saturday, I won't talk about Sunday until tomorrow because I already wrote about it for Creative Writing this week, and since it's non-fiction it's Blog exclusive :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday the car ride to Sam's house was long because he lives an hour and a half away, we got there, dressed into our costumes, and went Trick or treating, normal Trick-or-treating business, and the very last house we went to was down a VERY VERY VERY VERY LONG Driveway, and when we finally got to the house they weren't home and left a light on for the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back to the street we heard other Trick-or-treaters coming down the long driveway.&lt;br /&gt;So I whispered to my friends "Let's make them think it's a really good house" they nodded and we continued walking, when we got close to them we started "OH WOW! THAT WAS AMAZING! I CAN'T BELIEVE THEY HAD ALL THAT CANDY?! TOTALLY WORTH THE WALK!" I shouted, "I know! it was so great" Said Sam, then when we saw them I said "Oh man, keep walking! There's full sized Candy bars!" the look on the kids faces were priceless as they yelled "FULL SIZED CANDY BARS?!" As they ran towards the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as they ran towards the house we began to run back to Sam's house less we get pummeled to death for tricking those kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got back we ate candy, ate pizza, played Castle Crashers, Played Pictonary, went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we woke up,  and after eating, we played some games, then we started a game of cranium, which wasn't finished because we had to go help Sam's parents set up for his mom's Irish dance thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got back, jumped on the trampoline before going back to work, I helped with the concession while the others took tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was Sunday, I'll tell you about it tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-1717013902617932006?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/1717013902617932006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=1717013902617932006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/1717013902617932006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/1717013902617932006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2008/11/weekend-update.html' title='Weekend update'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-6665934641113590406</id><published>2008-10-31T11:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T11:34:05.198-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Weekend, Boston comicon</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm gonna be at a friends house for Halloween with some other friends as well and staying the&lt;br /&gt;weekend because we're going to Boston Comicon that Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I won't be on, updating or anything, until Monday, but when I get back I'll blog about how it was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-6665934641113590406?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/6665934641113590406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=6665934641113590406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/6665934641113590406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/6665934641113590406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-weekend-boston-comicon.html' title='Halloween Weekend, Boston comicon'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-7305670322796261164</id><published>2008-10-30T16:08:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T16:12:24.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Writers Block</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */ @font-face  {font-family:LithographLight;  panose-1:4 11 5 0 0 0 0 0 0 0;  mso-font-charset:0;  mso-generic-font-family:decorative;  mso-font-pitch:variable;  mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;}  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} p.MsoTitle, li.MsoTitle, div.MsoTitle  {margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  text-align:center;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:22.0pt;  mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:LithographLight;  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";  color:red;  font-weight:bold;} @page Section1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;  mso-header-margin:.5in;  mso-footer-margin:.5in;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:shapedefaults ext="edit" spidmax="1026"&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:shapelayout ext="edit"&gt;   &lt;o:idmap ext="edit" data="1"&gt;  &lt;/o:shapelayout&gt;&lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wrote this for creative writing last week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoTitle"&gt;Writers Block&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I need to come up with an idea, but what?” He though, rapidly typing “I need an idea” hoping maybe by some magic event that he’ll be struck by inspiration, “Why can’t I think of anything?” he shouted as he smacked his head against the table, and that’s when it hit him, not just the table but a realization, “Of course! It’s writers block!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yes, he realized he had writers block, and that the only way to get past it, would be to DEFEAT IT.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“But how? I don’t see the writers block in this room, so where is it?” he muttered to himself not realizing there were others in the room, and then a person he had never met before came up to him and said “Trying to defeat writers block? The only way to defeat it is to find it, and where else would it be but its fortress!” of course! Where else WOULD it be? And thus he headed towards the writers block’s fortress! I mean, why didn’t he think of it before? Everybody’s where writer’s block fortress is, 300 Millwood St! It’s right by the school! So he headed there right away.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After a short walk he arrived, armed with his pen and sword he walked up the door and rang the doorbell.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As he waited fro a reply he looked at the fortress, a Victorian style house, with modern fences and hedges, a “fortress sweet fortress” doormat on the ground.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Who is it?” said a voice that sounded like a woman in her 80’s, “Is this the writers block fortress?” said the boy, “Why yes it is the writer block residence” said the voice, and the door opened to reveal a solid white room with a solid white block in the middle, “It looked like there would be more inside from the looks of the outside” thought the boy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As he stepped inside the room fire lit up around the walls, and a maniacal laughter filled the room, and this wasn’t the old lady either, in fact, the boy wondered why the voice at the door sounded like an old lady when there was nobody there when the door opened, who opened the door anyways?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If the lady did exist he wondered what her life must have been like, answering the door for a block that prevents inspiration from reaching artists and writers,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;something that stands against all creativity, and he noticed the idea itself of a big scary fortress having an old lady answer the door as if you were visiting your grandmother at her house in the suburbs isn’t a very creative idea in the first place, so it must’ve been a manifestation of the writers blocks existence,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;and he noticed that he was in fact being distracted from what he was doing by overanalyzing the old lady, he shrugged it off and ran towards the block, as the laughter grew louder spikes grew from the floor and arrows shot from the walls, the boy cut down the spikes and dodged the arrows, he made 1 big slash at the blocks vital points! “Wait a minute, where exactly are the vital points on a block?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;He then remembered that he had a pen on him, and he then knew what he head to do.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After dodging another arrow he jumped at the block and began franticly writing a 60 page novel on the block, about a 13&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; century warrior who finds and kills the last unicorn only to find that the blood does not in fact cause immortality, and realizing he had just rendered a magnificent species extinct.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The maniacal laughing turned to screams of agony as each word written carved scars into the dying writers block, the block began to crack and with the last words of the novel “The end” the block crumble to pieces and from where it was standing a spring of inspiration sprung forth, beautiful colors and wonderful ideas flew forth and caused the fortress on 300 Millwood St to implode, the boy barley escaped as the fortress collapsed upon itself(as that is what implosion is) the boy watched in amazement, for when the building finished imploding, all that was left was 60 sheets of paper, it was the novel he had written to defeat the writers block, he picked up the paper and walked back to school, stapled it together, and finally he was finished with his project.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The end.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-7305670322796261164?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/7305670322796261164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=7305670322796261164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/7305670322796261164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/7305670322796261164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2008/10/writers-block.html' title='Writers Block'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-6324148602712084622</id><published>2008-10-30T16:00:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T16:13:20.851-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The man and his wife.</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;  mso-header-margin:.5in;  mso-footer-margin:.5in;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;  &lt;div style="border-style: none none solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color windowtext; border-width: medium medium 0.75pt; padding: 0in 0in 1pt;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;I made this for Creative Writing this week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Nonsense poems are fun to write because sometimes I can't think of the right word to describe something, but in a a nonsense poem I can just type down what I think SOUNDS like what I'm trying to get across.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0in; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0in; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: none none solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color windowtext; border-width: medium medium 0.75pt; padding: 0in 0in 1pt;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0in; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The man and his wife, By Jesse Ide.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One fine evening as the sun rose, a man and his wife were dreany.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“What a fine afternoon it fills me with gloom if only I were dreaming”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Twas the words that he said as he pummeled his head and wondered when he would grow weary.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;“Shall we go soon? Dear I do believe the day is not done” said the wife as she looked in her oven which cooked the day but just not enough.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;“Just a minute I’ve got just a pinute of ginute to shinute amongst us”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Said the man as he rode on his spoon riding all the way to the tree.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;“I heard that” Shouted the deaf man “And you won’t be leaving until you sit down for some tea!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The tea was splanderfoul and the bread was Magnafikent for the sleaze of the bull was too ripe.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;When the tea was all done and there was plenty to drink the man and his wife were on their merry way, for Jerry and Jim, both saw her and him, and wondered why they were still blind.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;As they walked by them the day was quite griam and you couldn’t even see the air.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;For the man who was there in charge of the air was killing time by fixing his watch.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;“What’s with that man, this day is so grand, he should be out here enjoying the grotch”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;“Well, I guess this is good morning to you, the sun is quite low and I need to get home to wake up” were the words of the man as he walked to his house in the air.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;“My husbands so grand so let us be bland, tomorrows when we had divorced”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="border-style: none none solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color windowtext; border-width: medium medium 0.75pt; padding: 0in 0in 1pt;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Said the wife as she knew that she loved him as a horse.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: none none solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color windowtext; border-width: medium medium 0.75pt; padding: 0in 0in 1pt;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-6324148602712084622?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/6324148602712084622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=6324148602712084622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/6324148602712084622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/6324148602712084622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2008/10/man-and-his-wife.html' title='The man and his wife.'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-4219611617548821337</id><published>2008-10-29T22:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T22:56:41.984-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Conumdrum</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Only the fool would take trouble to verify that this sentence was composed of ten a's, three b's, four c's, four d's, forty-six e's, sixteen f's, four g's, thirteen h's, fifteen i's, two k's, nine l's, four m's, twenty-five n's, twenty-four o's, five p's, sixteen r's, forty-one s's, thirty-seven t's, ten u's, eight v's, eight w's, four x's, eleven y's, twenty-seven commas, twenty-three apostrophes, seven hyphens and, last but not least, a single !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Here's a good question, would you rather take the time to verify that the above statement is true, and possibly &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;appear to be a fool, or would you now go though the trouble and just assume that the statement is correct and believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love tricky questions like these!&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably post others here sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-4219611617548821337?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/4219611617548821337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=4219611617548821337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/4219611617548821337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/4219611617548821337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2008/10/conumdrum.html' title='A Conumdrum'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3408817803800367032.post-8899095118207607098</id><published>2008-10-29T14:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T14:04:02.181-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The first post!</title><content type='html'>I tried doing a blog once before and FAILED.&lt;br /&gt;This is try #2! where I'll post when I feel like blogging and I guess I'll put the blog link on my facebook or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways! I guess I should introduce myself if this is my first blog post.&lt;br /&gt;I'm Jesse on the internet I like to go by the name of Jeshi and I go to Sudbury Valley school, normally you DON'T say something like what school you go to online but its a big part of why my life may or may not be interesting, see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudbury Valley is an alternative school, there are no mandat0ory classes or curriculum, or classrooms, or teachers, the entire school is run by the School meeting members, which is the the Staff and the students, all the rules and the such are decided at a School meeting, if you break a rule a then a student can bring you up(report) to the Judicial committee which is a bunch of students chosen from each age group every month(except the clerks which are elected every 2 months), there is no age separation, everybody from age 4-18 goes to the school with no separation, you can hang out with whoever you want.&lt;br /&gt;Because there are no mandatory classes or curriculum or teachers, you are free to do whatever you want with your day, you can go the Art room and practice drawing or work on a craft project you have, Or you can read one of the MANY MANY MANY MANY MANY MANY MANY MANY MANY MANY MANY MANY MANY MANY MANY MANY books around the school(Almost every wall is a freaking bookshelf XD) theres a computer room for computer related activity's, and theres a type writer in one of the rooms too.&lt;br /&gt;You can go outside the building and play sports or something, or you can practice music up int eh barn in one of the Music rooms, or you can play video games! theres a place for that too!&lt;br /&gt;Or you can go outside the CAMPUS and take a walk in Callahan state park or walk with your friends to Nobscot and get some Pizza or something(although its 45-minute walk each way :P)&lt;br /&gt;You can play pool, Watch TV, or lift weights or something in the basement.&lt;br /&gt;some students start up their own concessions and get marketing experience!&lt;br /&gt;Or you can just lie around doing nothing all day.&lt;br /&gt;Your free to do whatever you want as long as it doesn't violate a rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can get to school anytime between 8:30am to 11:00am, and leave any time at least 5 hours later(as late as 5:00pm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in order to keep track of attendance theres a check-in check-out list, check in when you get here, check out when you leave, if you get here after 11:00am you get a red dot meaning your late, and need to tell the attendance clerk(which is another student) when your leaving and if its 5 hours later then you get permission to give yourself a blue dot meaning it doesn't matter you were late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get a red dot but no blue dot then it's assumed you didn't get enough time at school, to much of this and you get put on attendance notification, meaning your on a thinner rope, don't improve attendance and your off the rolls! too bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you forget to check in or out you get a green line, resulting in you having to pay a $1 fine, it raises if you don't it though, I know a student who never checked in and never payed his fines, he ended up with a $40 attendance fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't show up or call in sick you get an A in your check-in Check-box for that day, meaning absent, If your absent to much without good reason then the same as too many red dots applies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres no dress code and you can bring any item you want with you, however if you come to school wearing a bikini or bring some REALLY  &lt;a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/inappropriate"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;inappropriate&lt;/a&gt; you'll most likely get brought up and charged with community norms(Any act which is looked upon as inappropriate or unusual by the community at large)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's run on a democratic government, and if you want to learn ANYTHING you can probably ask a  staff and they'll either help you learn it or tell you what you can do to learn it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;I'm probably forgetting something, but I think thats enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.sudval.org is the website if you want to learn more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this blog is about my life or whatever else I feel like blogging about, not my school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So! yeah, this is my blog :D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;If you thought I didn't know you were reading this via&lt;br/&gt;
Feed then &lt;i&gt; you &lt;/i&gt; were &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3408817803800367032-8899095118207607098?l=jeshiideru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/feeds/8899095118207607098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3408817803800367032&amp;postID=8899095118207607098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/8899095118207607098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3408817803800367032/posts/default/8899095118207607098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeshiideru.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-post.html' title='The first post!'/><author><name>Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u71TwakP7sg/TaOHjxcIvkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wLUFR0fFS7c/s220/jasperspriteisfloaty.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
