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  <title>Rebecca</title>
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    <name>Rebecca</name>
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    <title>Don't post here anymore.</title>
    <published>2010-10-11T06:43:30Z</published>
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    <content type="html">My new blog is over at &lt;a href="http://www.wearelargepeople.com" rel="nofollow"&gt;we are large, people&lt;/a&gt;, if you'd like to check it out!</content>
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    <title>Rough goals for next year</title>
    <published>2006-12-25T04:10:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-25T04:10:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, I like to do this thing where I think about stuff sometimes.  So I was thinking to myself, and I said "self, what are some goals you'd like to accomplish next year?" and my self said "well, here are some:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- play piano more (at least 30min/week)&lt;br /&gt;- play guitar more (at least 30min/week)&lt;br /&gt;- write in at least an unstructured way, hopefully a more structured way that could perhaps lead to a book no one would want to read :)&lt;br /&gt;- learn the banjo&lt;br /&gt;- learn how to use my expensive SLR camera that I got 2 years ago for christmas&lt;br /&gt;- play music with other people more, not just in a church setting&lt;br /&gt;- keep up the pace of reading, though not setting a goal of 100 books.... which I did this year, and am coming up a little short (check my progress, and that of my roommate, at &lt;a href="http://100booksayear.blogspot.com" rel="nofollow"&gt;100booksayear&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;- obligatory "get in shape" goal</content>
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    <title>_feckless @ 2006-12-12T15:36:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-12T15:36:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-12T15:36:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">What’s Your Digital Life Quotient? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How digitally connected are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         1. Have you ever sent a text message?&lt;br /&gt;         2. Have you watched a web video in the last 7 days?&lt;br /&gt;         3. Do you own an iPod?&lt;br /&gt;         4. Have you ever edited or retouched digital photographs?&lt;br /&gt;         5. Do you have a PayPal account?&lt;br /&gt;         6. Have you ever purchased song from an online music store?&lt;br /&gt;         7. Have you ever purchased On-Demand TV?&lt;br /&gt;         8. Do you have a blog or have you ever posted comments to a blog?&lt;br /&gt;         9. Do you have an RSS reader?&lt;br /&gt;        10. Do you own a SlingBox?&lt;br /&gt;        11. Do you have a wireless network at home?&lt;br /&gt;        12. Do you have a DVR or Tivo?&lt;br /&gt;        13. Do you IM more than 1X/Day?&lt;br /&gt;        14. Do you own a navigation device or GPS?&lt;br /&gt;        15. Have you ever bought or sold an item on eBay?&lt;br /&gt;        16. Do you subscribe to a Podcast?&lt;br /&gt;        17. Have you ever used Google Earth&lt;br /&gt;        18. Do you have a MySpace Profile?&lt;br /&gt;        19. Do you have a second life avatar?&lt;br /&gt;        20. Have you ever played a multi-player networked video game?&lt;br /&gt;        21. Do you use an open-source web-browser?&lt;br /&gt;        22. Have you ever placed a VoIP call?&lt;br /&gt;        23. Have you ever downloaded a feature film?&lt;br /&gt;        24. Have you ever watched a mobisode?&lt;br /&gt;        25. On average are you online &amp;gt; 2 hours a day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you have answered all the questions, total the number of times you answered yes and to multiply this X 4. This is your /100.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an 84.</content>
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    <title>This needs to be preserved for posterity.</title>
    <published>2006-10-12T15:01:07Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-12T15:01:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://blog.wired.com/tableofmalcontents/2006/10/turkish_star_tr.html" rel="nofollow"&gt;I can't tear my eyes away.&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>_feckless @ 2006-09-13T22:18:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-14T03:26:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-14T03:26:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Just sitting here, sipping on a Strongbow (England's Dry Cider(tm)) and eating pretzels.  Feeling very british.  Or very midwestern overweight male that ran out of beer and found this cider stuff in the back of the fridge from his wife's bridge party last month.  Not sure which.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, went to jiu jitsu tonight and it was AWESOME.  I got to "roll" for the first time, which is what sparring is called in JJ, and it was alot harder than I thought it would be.  But I did pretty well considering I'm a rankless white belt!  It was so much fun, though I'm a little sore and got a bloody lip (which just enhances the "i'm gonna come at you like a spider monkey" craziness).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I'm posting is because I'm bored and waiting on my roommate to get home so we can finish our House Season 1 disc and send it back to netflix and start on season 2 soon.  I really want to see this last episode.  I wish she would hurry home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see... In other news, I dropped my phone one too many times.  I knew this day would come someday.  I loved my little phone - so tiny, so rugged, almost scandinavian in its efficiency (actually, isn't Nokia scandinavian?).  Anyways, it now has no external speaker capabilities, meaning no speakerphone, no ringing, and, most importantly and the reason why I won't just keep using it - no alarm clock.  So I've been late to work... which isn't really anything new, but now I have a palpable excuse, one that doesn't include mumbling and apology.  I went to the Cingular kiosk at the mall (after going into the real store and seeing it was so crowded it would have taken hours) and saw that the only non-flip Nokia they had was the &lt;a href="http://www.nokiausa.com/phones/6030" rel="nofollow"&gt;6030&lt;/a&gt;, a huge black monstrosity (black is bigger, it seems), that I hated from the moment I saw it, but I hate motorola phones more, and I hate flip phones more.  Well, I thought I hated them more... but I don't, apparently, because I returned the black monstrosity the next day and ordered the only other nokia phone cingular carries, the &lt;a href="http://www.nokiausa.com/phones/6102i" rel="nofollow"&gt;Nokia 6102i&lt;/a&gt;.  Hasn't come yet, but we'll see if my hatred of the flip-ness presents itself.  I'm hoping the shininess of a new phone, plus the excitement of having a gadget shipped to me, and getting to open it and peel the plastic wrap off the shiny bits... well, I'm just hoping.</content>
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    <title>Another meme (shoot me in the face)</title>
    <published>2006-09-12T15:31:39Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. FIRST NAME? Rebecca&lt;br /&gt;2. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?  Not that I'm aware of&lt;br /&gt;3. WHEN DID YOU LAST CRY?   About a month ago&lt;br /&gt;4. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?  No, I totally write like a guy&lt;br /&gt;5. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?  Lunch meat is kind of gross&lt;br /&gt;6. KIDS? Someday...&lt;br /&gt;7. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?  Definitely.  I'm really cool.&lt;br /&gt;8. DO YOU HAVE A JOURNAL? Yep.&lt;br /&gt;9. DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT? No... I mean, yes....&lt;br /&gt;10. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS? yes&lt;br /&gt;11. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP? I have once, and the guy almost had to push me, I couldn't make myself step off the platform&lt;br /&gt;12. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL? Granola with raisins (in peach yogurt)&lt;br /&gt;13. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF? No, which is why the heel cup part always cracks and falls apart...&lt;br /&gt;14. DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG? Emotionally, mentally, intellectually, yes.  Physically, no.&lt;br /&gt;15. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM FLAVOR? Edy's peach whole fruit sorbet&lt;br /&gt;16. SHOE SIZE?  11 or 12&lt;br /&gt;17. RED OR PINK? Red, for now.&lt;br /&gt;18. WHAT IS THE LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF? People always say "when I first met you, I thought you didn't like me"&lt;br /&gt;19. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST?  Dating someone.&lt;br /&gt;20. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO SEND THIS BACK TO YOU? No&lt;br /&gt;21. WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING? Jeans, brown and black pumas&lt;br /&gt;22. LAST THING YOU ATE? Total raisin bran&lt;br /&gt;23. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?  The sound of the fridge down the hall&lt;br /&gt;24. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE? burnt sienna&lt;br /&gt;25. FAVORITE SMELL? fresh bread&lt;br /&gt;26. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?  my mom, on the way to work this morning&lt;br /&gt;27. THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE YOU ARE ATTRACTED TO? if they have a wedding ring&lt;br /&gt;29. FAVORITE DRINK?  cherry coke&lt;br /&gt;30. FAVORITE SPORT? jiu jitsu!&lt;br /&gt;31. EYE COLOR? brown&lt;br /&gt;32. HAT SIZE?  incredibly huge.  Like a 9 or something&lt;br /&gt;33. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?  Nope, glasses!&lt;br /&gt;34. FAVORITE FOOD?  That's too difficult a question&lt;br /&gt;35. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDING?   Happy endings&lt;br /&gt;36. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED AT THE MOVIES?  Talledega Nights&lt;br /&gt;37. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?  brown&lt;br /&gt;38. SUMMER OR WINTER? Winter - I HATE sweating&lt;br /&gt;39. HUGS OR KISSES?  Hugs&lt;br /&gt;40. FAVORITE DESSERT? chocolate pudding&lt;br /&gt;43. WHAT BOOKS ARE YOU READING?  "Know it All", "Problem of Pain", "The World is Flat", "Jesus Among Other Gods", St. Augustine, some poetry&lt;br /&gt;44. WHAT'S ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? don't have one&lt;br /&gt;45. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON TV LAST NIGHT? Don't have a TV :)&lt;br /&gt;46. FAVORITE SOUND? My phone, when someone I really want to talk to is calling&lt;br /&gt;47. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES?  Early Beatles&lt;br /&gt;48. THE FARTHEST YOU'VE BEEN FROM HOME?  Japan&lt;br /&gt;49. WHAT'S YOUR SPECIAL TALENT?  I've got lots of talents!&lt;br /&gt;50. WHERE AND WHEN WERE YOU BORN? Dalton, Georgia, 2:27pm, August 8, 1980&lt;br /&gt;51. WHO SENT THIS TO YOU?  My friend Sheri!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>_feckless @ 2006-08-23T23:53:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-24T04:18:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-24T04:18:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Inspired by a friend linking to my blog, I feel I should update.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week has been busy and emotionally turbulent, but fun as well, in a roundabout way.  This weekend, and by 'weekend' I mean Saturday and Sunday, because I honestly can't remember what I did Friday night, was busy.  I drove to Athens Saturday night to visit &lt;a href="http://users.livejournal.com/natsumi" rel="nofollow"&gt;Nat&lt;/a&gt; and Eli and it was fun.  I stopped by &lt;a href="http://users.livejournal.com/halfnoise" rel="nofollow"&gt;Aaron's&lt;/a&gt; beforehand and picked up some awesome music, most notably the hassidic jewish reggae/rapper that everyone else seems to have heard of due to this thing they call a "radio" - &lt;a href="http://www.matismusic.com" rel="nofollow"&gt;Matisyahu&lt;/a&gt; (caution link has noise).  Nat and Eli and and I enjoyed delicious mexican food, then tore into a homemade cheesecake (Nat - you make the cheesecakes of GOD.  The whole earth will sing their praises as they arise, gain sentience due to their awesomenitude, and rule over all of us as a benevolent yet stern oligarchy of dairy-fresh goodness).  I drove back that evening and got back in around 2am, then messed around on teh intarweb for another hour and a half, rendering myself unable to get up for church in the morning.  So I missed church, shoot me, for I missed the pastor's insensitive side comment during his sermon about how, when you get married, you become a "person of significance".  Harumph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday for lunch I met an old college friend, &lt;a href="http://users.livejournal.com/lilycascade" rel="nofollow"&gt;Susan&lt;/a&gt;, for lunch and an impromptu shopping spree at Old Navy and Barnes and Noble, which resulted in the purchase of a set of large magnets ("R" "&amp;" "L", representing mine and my roomie's first initials, to adorn the fridge), 2 hoodies, some wrapping paper I don't need, but was "on sale", and another bag for my collection.  It's tweed.  &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/qnh9e" rel="nofollow"&gt;It's like getting a hug from a tweed library&lt;/a&gt;.  At Barnes and Noble I pretty much went apeshit over the half price classics shelves, then came to my senses and only ended up bringing home Ralph Waldo Emerson and Walt Whitman (from that section).  Then I picked out 6 other books which weren't on sale but that I simply had to possess, one of which is &lt;a href="http://postsecret.blogspot.com" rel="nofollow"&gt;PostSecret&lt;/a&gt;.  It is awesome, you should check it out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my afternoon shopping binge, I headed home to pick up my djembe and go to the church for our 2x/monthly prayer/prophetic/worship meeting called Unveiled.  I played there with another guy, who is really weird and personal-space-invading, on percussion and my friend Jeff on guitar, and we prayed for our friend Sonia who is leaving soon to a former soviet country to help some long-term resident missionaries homeschool their 4 daughters. (can't say where, as there are safety concerns for the missionary family).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I headed home to find my small group making themselves at home (since most of them have keys) and small group nearly underway.  I got to play the djembe again for group, and it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had to go to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my new ipod that I bought myself last weekend as a b'day present stopped working right, so I spent an hour at the genius bar at the Lenox Apple store trying to get it fixed, was told it was defective, and was sad.  They couldn't look up the receipt from the perimeter store where I bought it, because, hey, they are a technology company and their systems don't talk to each other.  The guy at the genius bar, who was smugger than the normal smugness of an mac user because he was an apple store employee, and smugger than the smuggest apple store employee because he was a genius bar worker and had on a t-shirt that said "genius", was not very helpful and was smug (surprise!) and condescending.  I contented myself with the fact that he works at a mall, no matter what his shirt says.  So I have to take it back to the perimeter store, or bring my receipt with me (which I have, it was just at home that day because I didn't think I was going to have to exchange it) to the Lenox store, and trade it in for a shiny newer ipod which may have the same issue lurking within its gleaming exterior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow evening - saturday evening I am attending the &lt;a href="http://www.ihop.org/PaymentGroup/Registration.aspx?payment_group_id=1000000097" rel="nofollow"&gt;OneThing&lt;/a&gt; conference put on by the International House of Prayer.  I am excited, as I have been really interested in prayer and intercession and worship, and this conference is going to be about those things, with some awesome speakers and worship leaders.  Plus, I am taking Friday off to go, and taking days off work is always fun, unless it's to go to a series of doctors' appointments or to bury a loved pet.  Then it isn't fun.</content>
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    <title>_feckless @ 2006-08-10T09:45:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-10T14:01:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-11T15:10:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Fun times, fun times (to borrow a line from my &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/neffwards" rel="nofollow"&gt;brother&lt;/a&gt;) were had by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in the news today, &lt;a href="http://www.bloomberg.com/apps/news?pid=20601087&amp;amp;sid=aNtKKb8rRstc&amp;amp;refer=home" rel="nofollow"&gt;another plot to blow up planes&lt;/a&gt;.  I actually learned this from my Dad on the phone on the way to work today, since I am really out of touch with the news (having no tv) despite my intense internet connectedness :).  We had an interesting discussion just about disproportionate reactions to things: the Mohammed cartoon saga of earlier this year, the Lebanon situation right now.  We talked about the lack of love in the world, how we are all raised with prejudices against people and how these prejudices can bring this sort of stuff about.  It honestly makes me want to move to Iraq and just love people, just to show them that they are loved, that there are good things, to try to temper some of the hate.  "The surest way to corrupt a youth is to instruct him to hold in higher esteem those who think alike than those who think differently."  -Friedrich Nietzsche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/soapbox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my work-life-news today, we FINALLY had a candidate for team manager pass the excruciatingly long interview process and get an offer.  I am way more happy than my calm demeanor and ability to spell correctly denotes - I really hope he accepts.  We've had an open req for a manager for over a year now, and I am ready to be managed.  I thought I would like having little authority in place above me, but it is too difficult for me to self-motivate for this long.  I need accountabillity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In personal-life-news, I went to kickboxing and jiu jitsu last night and learned how to break someone's wrist (obligatory Napoleon Dynamite reference: "break the wrist, walk away"), practiced my leg-choking move (called the Triangle choke), and sweat alot.  On the drive home a friend called - he and another *amazing* drummer were at the church playing around on percussion, so I drove there instead of home.  I changed out of my sweaty gi (white pants = not attractive) in the church parking lot and finished right when my friend came outside to see if I was here.  Perfect timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We jammed for an hour or so, I learned some cool new beats and got to play the drumkit a little too!  It's been awhile since I've been able to play with other percussionists like that, and it was really fun.  I want to buy a set of congas I think, though the church has several sets and I wouldn't ever play them at home, so I can just play the ones at the church... so I don't need them.  I already have 2 djembes (though one is at the church and I don't really know where it is...), a guitar and a piano.  Because I a teh musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I am going with friends to see Talledega Nights, which I have heard isn't as funny as Old School or Anchorman, but funnier than Dodgeball and Wedding Crashers.  I won't tell you how it is, since I hate spoilers ;).</content>
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    <title>_feckless @ 2006-08-08T15:28:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-08T19:49:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-08T19:49:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm just sorry.  I was bored.  There's no excuse for filling out memes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 jobs I’ve had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Working the counter at the Great American Cookie Company, Walnut Square Mall, Dalton, GA (A place heavy with the dust of broken dreams)&lt;br /&gt;   2. Melting plastic at my Dad's business in the quality control lab.  This job also involved pretending I knew Spanish, eating large amounts of KFC, and being the darling of every middle-aged woman and man that worked there too.&lt;br /&gt;   3. "dirty end" at the Warren dining hall, Purdue University.  That just means washing dishes.  My hallmates would leave me sculptures of tater tots and salad dressing.&lt;br /&gt;   4. Computer lab attendant in, perhaps, the dirtiest computer lab in all of UGAdom.  Large amounts of dust and body hair on the floors? Check! Creepy patrons that think hotmail/ebay/aol/yahoo have conspired to block them from their accounts and resist the suggestion that, perhaps, there may be a small, small, small chance they have just forgotten their passwords? Check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 movies I can watch over and over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Love, Actually&lt;br /&gt;   2. Office Space&lt;br /&gt;   3. Tommy Boy&lt;br /&gt;   4. anything with &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm0000483/" rel="nofollow"&gt;Christopher Lambert&lt;/a&gt; in it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 places I’ve lived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Dalton, GA&lt;br /&gt;   2. W. Lafayette, IN&lt;br /&gt;   3. Colorado Springs, CO&lt;br /&gt;   4. Oxford, England&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 TV shows I love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Firefly&lt;br /&gt;   2. Alias&lt;br /&gt;   3. Anything with decorating/sewing in it&lt;br /&gt;   4. 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 highly regarded and recommended TV shows that I’ve never watched a single minute of (I thought this was called 4 things …)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually don't have a TV, if I want to watch shows, I have to rent the box sets :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 places I’ve vacationed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Paris&lt;br /&gt;   2. England&lt;br /&gt;   3. Japan&lt;br /&gt;   4. Brazil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 of my favorite dishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Massaman curry with chicken, no onions, at Ho Ho Noodle in Norcross&lt;br /&gt;   2. &lt;a href="http://www.therealchowbaby.com" rel="nofollow"&gt;Chow Baby&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   3. Artichoke ravioli at Figo&lt;br /&gt;   4. Anything that has either 1) lots of cheese, or 2) that my mom makes (she's a fabulous cook!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 sites I visit daily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;   2. google personalized homepage&lt;br /&gt;   3. users.livejournal.com/~_feckless/friends&lt;br /&gt;   4. valleywag.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 places I’d rather be right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. hanging out with my friends&lt;br /&gt;   2. traveling around in a country where I know little of the language/customs&lt;br /&gt;   3. sleeping&lt;br /&gt;   4. Not at work :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>_feckless @ 2006-08-08T00:37:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-08T04:37:18Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Happy b'day to me. :)</content>
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    <title>_feckless @ 2006-08-07T13:03:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-07T17:21:17Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-07T17:21:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1) Smell of death - gone (yay!).  Must have just been our trash or something.&lt;br /&gt;2) Ears: hurt. But it was worth it!  The Muse show at the Tabernacle was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;3) Current awake level: not very&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was really fun.  I had a b'day party saturday (pics forthcoming) where I dressed as a fabulous 80s rocker, full of piss and vinegar, with a penchant for Southern Comfort and verbally abusing my male bandmate.  I steal the mic/limelight, what can I say?  Other "what do you want to be when you grow up?" costumes included: president, Jews for Jesus missionary, veterinarian, spy(2), teacher, lumberjack(brawny man), ninja, rally car driver, and my favorite - 'Rebecca's Mom'.  In preparation for the party I must have called my poor roomie 5 times asking her to bring various things we had forgotten to pick up at the store, such as Twister, hamburgers and buns, my friend's gift, and toilet paper.  After the party, we went home and ended up chatting until around 3am, like it was 8 in the evening and we weren't both exhausted :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning I had to get up early and be at the church at 9:15 to help with the morning worship setup process.  I was impressed by how many people actually do come early and get the small things done like folding bulletins, lighting candles, making coffee for the guests, all the light/sound/tech stuff, and, of course, the worship band.  I got to give the announcements ("Welcome, guests, blah blah blah") and it was lots of fun (just give me a mic, like I said, and I steal the limelight and end up talking for way too long, but I didn't say anything offensive (go me!) or cause them to turn off my mic (which has actually happened to me before).  Then I went to lunch with friends, ran some errands (got stuck in Target talking to a friend, so I circled the juniors clothing section for a probably creepy amount of time before realizing "hey, this is creepy, I'm not 11" and tried to check out whilst talking on the phone), and came home and got ready for my date that night.  That's right, I said I had a date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hung out and I laughed at some of his college band pictures, grabbed a quick bite at Chipotle (their chips have lime on them. The jury's still out on whether that is okay or not), and then went to the Muse show (I had been planning on going for awhile, we found a scalped ticket for a *reasonable* price beforehand for Warren) at the Tabernacle (I like parenthetical asides).  I think this was the loudest show I've ever been to, honestly.  I may have hearing damage... but I think i'll be okay!  They hurt, but there's no ringing or anything.  Here's to hoping!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was really awesome - I have most of Muse's albums, but not their new one, so cue story about band selling out and only playing their new stuff to the jam-packed audience that only knows their new stuff, "they were so good before they sold out...", etc., etc., etc.  It's not really like that though, I just didn't know about half of the songs they played, but it was a really fun time, despite being an utter sweatbox.  I was completely soaked in my own perspiration, it was SO sexy.  Oh yeah.  You know you want some.  That's right.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am at work and somewhat tired but not too bad, considering the weekend full of fun (everybody wants a piece of me and my time, but you gotta get in line to make it on the social planner...).  I've got stuff nearly every night this week as well, and also want to carve out more time to go to jiu jitsu/kickboxing so that I can continue to increase my lethalness level (lethality?).</content>
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    <title>_feckless @ 2006-08-05T15:11:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-05T19:18:28Z</published>
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    <content type="html">It smells like something has died in our walls here at Club Chartreuse (a.k.a. my apartment) :(.  I'm hoping it is just a critter that will decompose quickly and not the upstairs neighbor or anything.  Maybe I should call someone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend has already been busy and it's only 1/3 of the way through!  I was in Chicago for business tuesday - thursday (had some interesting seat partners on the plane - on the ride out, it was the equivalent of George Costanza's parents, on the way back, a large middle-aged women with a teacup terrier in a duffel bag. Poor dog.  People like that are what's wrong with america).  Got back thursday, went to work, went home and had some friends over that night, then left work early Friday to drive to Dalton for some friends' engagement party.  It's for the wedding I'm in in november.  The party was really nice, honestly, though it was mostly older couples from the Dalton area that I don't know at all.  My mom and some other ladies helped through it, and they made all the food and did a great job (if you are reading this Mom, great job!), and everyone enjoyed themselves.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I woke up and drove back in time to go to jiu jitsu and learn another way to break someone's arm at the elbow (my current lethalness level = elevated (orange)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am sitting on my couch in the stench of my apartment, showered and half ready to go to my b'day party tonight.  We're dressing as what we wanted to be when we grew up... and since mine were all boring or not doable (fireman, teacher, president), I'm going to dress as an 80s rockstar.  Legwarmers, I knew you were a prudent purchase 3 months ago even though everyone laughed at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the down side, today would have to be the day I get cramps :(.  I hope they go away, I want to have a good time tonight.  It's my party....</content>
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    <title>_feckless @ 2006-07-30T23:32:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-31T03:45:30Z</published>
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    <content type="html">This weekend was fun and busy!  Sushi and Dad's Garage (improve comedy wrestling...) on Friday was lots of fun, though there was a questionable (read: sickening but you can't look away) part involving a guy wearing only sheer tights... so his junk was just visible to all... I couldn't look away...  Other than that part, it was good fun :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday saw me waking up earlier than I intended, around 9am (I know, still pretty late).  I met a friend for lunch at &lt;a href="http://www.figopasta.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;Figo&lt;/a&gt;, did a little damage at &lt;a href="http://www.starprovisions.com" rel="nofollow"&gt;Star Provisions&lt;/a&gt; beforehand, and then showed him around my new office.  Then I took my camera (film camera) and took about 4 rolls of pictures of different derelict buildings in midtown that I had always passed and said "I want to come take pictures of these sometime."  So I did.  Then I went home, ran some more errands, went to Target to buy scotchguard for a purse I bought that cost far too much, and ended up walking out with shoes, 3 shirts, and some drawer organizer trays.  I am a danger to myself and others.  After that, I met a friend for dinner (downtown again, I put about 100 miles on my car at least) at El Myr, our favorite hangout place, and ate too much.  Came home, got a little sick, took Pepto and tried to go to sleep, and slept lightly but okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I woke up, made it to church ON TIME!!!, and shocked all my friends.  Afterwards there was a party for the team I went to Brazil with, which was great - lots of food, it was so good to see everyone again and hang out, talk about memories, etc.  I drove from there like a madwoman, running late, to pick up my roommate from the airport.  She was on a mission trip there with a team from our church for the past 2 weeks.  I have missed her, she is my platonic life partner :).  Traffic was terrible heading back up, we got here in time for small group, and I ducked out and napped during the group time, emerging a few hours later to hang out with people once it was over.  I'm such a slacker :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that leaves me more awake than I should be at 11:45 on a work night.  I'm off to Chicago tuesday - thursday for client meetings.  I'm excited to travel again, it's been since early April that I've gotten to travel for work and it is one of the more pleasant parts of my job.  Friday I have an engagement party for a friend in Dalton, Saturday is my annual joint b'day party extravaganza with a girl from my church who has the exact same b'day as me (weird!), and sunday I am going to see &lt;a href="http://www.muse.mu" rel="nofollow"&gt;Muse&lt;/a&gt; at the Tabernacle.  I have such a busy week!  I should get some rest...</content>
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    <title>don't have a heart attack, I'm updating</title>
    <published>2006-07-27T18:22:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-27T18:24:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, you find out someone in your apartment complex is using your unsecured wireless internet?  I say you deserve it for not securing it...  So what do you do?  Secure it?  Or something like &lt;a href="http://it.slashdot.org/article.pl?sid=06/07/27/1456253&amp;amp;from=rss" rel="nofollow"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I've been getting out more lately.  I went to Compound (for those non ATLers, it's like the quintessential club.  Think beautiful people, overpriced drinks, people grinding on the dancefloor to hyped-up DJ music, lots of badass attitudes... yeah) to support a friend doing a modeling contest there.  She won the semi final!  But then the next week she lost to a really nice girl that looked NOTHING like her.  In her words, "I can't feel bad for losing to [redacted], we look nothing alike.  I must've just not been what they were looking for."  Her great attitude was awesome, she did great, and we her "cheering section" that got in for free because we were "on the list" (a "velvet rope" as well as a "knowing look" from the "bouncer" was involved) all had a great time.  I also got to smoke hookah for the first time.  For the uninitiated, hookah isn't illegal, it isn't pot (usually), it's tobacco mixed with fruit and honey and put in a water pipe that filters the hot/smoky taste/smell out and just gives the smoker a nice fruity taste.  Boy does it give you a buzz though!  Then I got sick from smoking too much of it.  Oh the nausea.... the next week we got one again, but I couldn't bring myself to do it.  We then went to the Majestic for some all-night foody goodness, and I got back around 4am both saturdays.  Then last weekend I went to East Andrews with the same friend (sense a theme?  She's a bad influence!) to see a 90s cover band called &lt;a href="http://myspace.com/thealternativesband" rel="nofollow"&gt;The Alternatives&lt;/a&gt;, and they were spot-on.  It was alot of fun!  I even came out of my shell and danced a little (as I did at Compound as well), though I think the alcohol had something to do with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started gracie jiu jitsu at my martial arts place a few weeks ago, and I am totally hooked.  This is in addition to the thai kickboxing that I'm doing.  I am now 37% more lethal than I was previously.  Yesterday I learned how to choke someone with my legs.  Upon hearing this, one of my girl friends said "Guys will totally think that is HOT."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is the last thursday night/young adults church service at my church.  Some of you may remember this is how I initially got involved at the &lt;a href="http://www.atlantavineyard.com" rel="nofollow"&gt;Atlanta Vineyard&lt;/a&gt;, and while the ministry has gone through alot of changes and isn't really as impactful and viable as it used to be (which is why we are discontinuing it), I will miss it, as I miss what it used to be.  I'll miss the opportunity to be involved in a smaller service, the opportunities I had to be a part of the worship band, and the extra opportunity to see the people I care about during the week.  RIP re:vision, I will miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This friday I'm going to &lt;a href="http://www.dadsgarage.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;Dad's Garage&lt;/a&gt; to see their improv fake wrestling comedy... not sure how else to describe it.  I've never been, but heard it is awesome, so that should be fun and another page in this chapter of going out and enjoying Atlanta more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my 24 season 1 box set came in this week.  I watched the first disc immediately, where I got to see a male prostitute beaten to death with a plank, a teenage girl get her arm broken with a crowbar, said girl being given heroin, numerous people killed, and Jack Bauer cutting a dead guy's thumb off to ID him.  With sound effects.  Needless to say I had weird dreams!</content>
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    <title>_feckless @ 2006-05-19T16:11:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-19T20:15:35Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Tonight I'm going to see the Da Vinci Code.  Not normally an "opening night" moviegoer (except for star trek, serenity, and LOTR), I think it will be fun to rub elbows with the abnormally large crowds of teenagers and soccer moms in the suburbanatropolis that is Norcross/Duluth.  Oh wait, no it won't.  Good thing I bought my tickets on Fandango, the lines can get to be hella long.  Before, I will be enjoying some delicious Thai food with my roommate and a friend that kind of invited herself, but is moving soon so I won't get many more chances to hang out with her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am well aware that this movie has gotten horrible reviews.  I am even willing to say that I *know* it will Suck, however, there is still enjoyment in a terrible movie - the enjoyment of making fun of it during and for many hours to come afterwards. Just Tom Hanks' hair alone is enough to keep me occupied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who said there was no culture in suburbia...</content>
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    <title>_feckless @ 2006-05-17T17:17:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-17T21:21:15Z</published>
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    <content type="html">In our office snack room:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Individual coffee bag thingies with the funniest slogan ever: "The best part of waking up... wherever you are!"  Because brazen hussies deserve great coffee too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- An oldskool coke-fridge that sounds like it's about to blast off.  Swift kicks no longer quiet it, but I refuse to believe they are part of the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A b/w and color printer, a digital scanner, a busted old fax machine, a tiny desktop that is our server, sitting next to the old tiny desktop box that used to be our server and is now a huge paperweight, and a paper shredder that someone manages to jam every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 13 boxes of Special K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A stack of sombreros and a christmas wreath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My old desk.</content>
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    <title>What I've Been Up To Lately</title>
    <published>2006-05-10T19:26:20Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Or, Letter to a concerned follower.  Or, an update to the 2 people that still read my LJ. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a Blackberry so I can be online AT ALL TIMES FOREVER ALWAYS.  Work gave it to me.  I am pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tigeracademy.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;Kickboxing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buying up the cheapest copies of the Discworld books I don't yet have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purging a few pairs of shoes from my 50 pair collection, in order to buy a new pair.  I think I made promises that I'd get rid of a pair for every new pair I bought, which seems reasonable... I guess... but I love them like children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gearing up for a time of traveling - Philly, Raleigh, Vegas, Brazil in the next 6 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping up with the gossip in the &lt;a href="http://www.valleywag.com" rel="nofollow"&gt;valley&lt;/a&gt;, including &lt;a href="http://www.valleywag.com/tech/googleplex/candygate-googler-leaks-internal-snackroom-memos-172469.php" rel="nofollow"&gt;Candygate 06&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would be interested to know what people think of &lt;a href="http://www.benstein.com/121805xmas.html" rel="nofollow"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.wired.com/tableofmalcontents/" rel="nofollow"&gt;Is that&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://davidsbridal.com/bridesmaids_bycolor_detail.jsp?stid=402&amp;amp;sid=2547&amp;amp;cfid=52&amp;quot;" rel="nofollow"&gt;enough quotes&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quotes/Terry_Pratchett" rel="nofollow"&gt;for ya?&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>_feckless @ 2006-05-08T09:57:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-08T13:58:43Z</published>
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    <content type="html">A &lt;a href="http://www.penny-arcade.com/comic/2006/05/08" rel="nofollow"&gt;comic&lt;/a&gt; in which my last name is *almost* mentioned...</content>
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    <title>_feckless @ 2006-04-25T16:57:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-25T21:07:32Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://slashdot.org/articles/06/04/25/1912226.shtml" rel="nofollow"&gt;Slashdotted&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, an Indiana University student project has given birth to the &lt;a href="http://montana.informatics.indiana.edu/cgi-bin/fsi/fsi.cgi" rel="nofollow"&gt;Inauthentic Paper Detector"&lt;/a&gt;.  Originally designed as a response to a prank, where researchers got a paper approved that was cobbled together using a computer program, this detector attempts to tell if scientific papers were written by humans or "robots."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried it out on a few of my papers, and though they are not scientific in nature, I was surprised at the inaccuracy of the results.  Or, rather, I am confirming what you have all thought all along - I really am a robot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test subject 1) A paper on Yeats, for a senior english class (Joelle, you may remember this is the paper that I was accused of plagiarizing).  You'll be surprised to find that it did not pass, and was given a rating of being 40.7% likely to have been written by an actual human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test subject 2) A paper on Tolkien and CS Lewis, and the concept of myth - rated slightly worse at 39.5% chance of being authentic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test subject 3) Even a piece of my (admittedly crappy, but still, 'written-by-robots' crappy?) creative writing in the fantasy genre failed - only 18% likely to be authentically human...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test subject 4) The winner was a polysci essay I wrote when I was a freshman in college on English-language law - it scored 85%, and had the most unoriginal content of any of the papers, with quoted source material making up the majority of the content.</content>
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    <title>_feckless @ 2006-04-21T11:42:00</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2006/HEALTH/04/21/medical.marijuana.ap/index.html?section=cnn_latest" rel="nofollow"&gt;"But I have glaucoma!"&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>_feckless @ 2006-04-12T19:48:00</title>
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    <content type="html">Life has been so busy.  Always my excuse for not updating, I know, I know.  But I've been on 5 trips in the past month.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I updated my pictures from the Europe trip &lt;a href="http://rneff.thingravity.com/images/Trips/Europe%203.06/" rel="nofollow"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  I also uploaded my Japan photo album from last march &lt;a href="http://rneff.thingravity.com/images/Trips/Japan%20March%202005/" rel="nofollow"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Enjoy!  And (insert shameless plug here) if you'd like any of the pics full-size to use as wallpaper, just let me know!</content>
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    <content type="html">Hi all.  I know, long time no update.  My apologies, I've been busy with my party-laden, social jet-set scenester lifestyle.  I also just got back from vacation in Europe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update:  All pics now uploaded:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rneff.thingravity.com/images/Trips/Europe%203.06/" rel="nofollow"&gt;pictures!&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <content type="html">Welcome me to suburbia, for not only do I no longer live inside the perimeter.... I don't even have an atlanta address anymore!  Norcross, GA 30092 baby!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving went well this weekend, despite saturday having a constant drizzle/downpour and being around 45 degrees outside.  It truly showed how dedicated my friends and family are :).  It was probably the most fun moving day ever - we had tons of help, and I barely had to carry anything!</content>
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    <content type="html">I am teh promoted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is all.</content>
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    <title>Some old writing I found....</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was pretty, and it was winter, &lt;br /&gt;but the time was not right.  &lt;br /&gt;Rosy-cheeked, her breath came out&lt;br /&gt;in little frosty clouds and her lips&lt;br /&gt;were bright red and her hair fell &lt;br /&gt;about her shoulders in ringlets.  &lt;br /&gt;The laugh sounded real, &lt;br /&gt;and all my jokes were funny,&lt;br /&gt;and I was handsome and &lt;br /&gt;broad-shouldered and spry.&lt;br /&gt;I could dance, and we would spin around&lt;br /&gt;in waltzes and fox-trots and, out of breath,&lt;br /&gt;we would sit down &lt;br /&gt;and I would bring her punch&lt;br /&gt;and she would decline anyone else’s offers&lt;br /&gt;because she had eyes only for me.&lt;br /&gt;I had status and money &lt;br /&gt;and a nice car and clean clothes &lt;br /&gt;and she had parents that loved us both &lt;br /&gt;and invited us for Sunday dinner.  &lt;br /&gt;And we would laugh about wholesome things &lt;br /&gt;and her father would take me aside &lt;br /&gt;to talk about sports and smoke cigars. &lt;br /&gt;His firm handshake was full of conviction and good intention, &lt;br /&gt;and my big smile assured him &lt;br /&gt;that his daughter was well-loved and appreciated and pure.  &lt;br /&gt;Her mother’s indulgent laugh followed us &lt;br /&gt;out into the cold as we made ready to depart &lt;br /&gt;and she gave me a contrite kiss on one cheek, &lt;br /&gt;for her parents’ benefit, as we pulled out of the driveway.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that was written in 2001, whilst I had an unfortunate obsession with an english major fella who considered himself quite the writer...  His writing was actually pretty good (in my humble opinion), so I tried my hand at writing that semester more than any other.  The results... embarrassing, mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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