<?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-6041574</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:12:51.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Misunderstood Understanding</title><subtitle type='html'>All that knowledge I never could Understand</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>315</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-4225591500409516404</id><published>2008-05-16T00:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T00:12:12.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrapping up.</title><content type='html'>Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess its been a long time since I have posted a blog, or journal of any sort for that matter. This year has been very busy, and perhaps I have been very lazy. I remember a long time ago when I could crank out at least seven of these a week. I guess that was probably back in the bad old days, when we had statistics. But enough about the writing, thats like breaking the fourth wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have decided to stay in Las Vegas for the summer. I'm going to be doing wedding photography. Which I guess means that I should really design a site or something so that I can see respectable. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-4225591500409516404?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/4225591500409516404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=4225591500409516404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/4225591500409516404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/4225591500409516404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2008/05/wrapping-up.html' title='Wrapping up.'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-3602031225179465094</id><published>2008-02-11T03:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T03:57:06.739-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Storybook</title><content type='html'>Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has changed in my life since I last wrote in storybook. Or even here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for starters I am a first year at Sin City Master's Commission. Which is pretty crazy. Sometimes it seems like too crazy a thing to me. But so far it has been really good, and I am happy with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off. Its tough. So tough. Too tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This way of living can drive you crazy sometimes. You aren't really meant to survive it on your own. Living like this, at this standard, you must have God. You can only fake it so long. Fake it 'till you make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I am crafting a legacy, setting down the foundation for every year to come. I am setting the pace for every kid who rolls in here. Am I running fast enough? Am I setting the bar high enough? Probably not. No, I am not. Definitely not. I need to push further. I need to wear myself out in pursuit of Christ, so that when I pass the baton, I'm not ashamed of how far I've run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to push deeper with Christ. I need to bust past all my inhibitions, I need to let go. I continually come back to Tim, when really I want to give him away and surrender that "self" to Him. But I seem to continually give up on myself, I seem to find the easy way out. I need to push for strength. I need to push for endurance. I need to push for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is MCDQ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master's Commission doesn't quit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't ring that bell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if these are one in the same? Handles that directors hand you to help you up the ladder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I know what MCDQ is/was. But in keeping with that spirit, I can't talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could basically vent forever on here. But I actually have to make a scripture study happen. I don't really feel tired at all, but thats ok, I should still start on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Let It Be)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-3602031225179465094?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/3602031225179465094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=3602031225179465094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/3602031225179465094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/3602031225179465094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2008/02/back-to-storybook.html' title='Back to Storybook'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-7552276041679626131</id><published>2007-10-22T02:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T02:55:35.282-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta Love</title><content type='html'>...that the "new" blog that this directed to is now more defunct than this one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-7552276041679626131?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/7552276041679626131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=7552276041679626131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/7552276041679626131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/7552276041679626131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2007/10/gotta-love.html' title='Gotta Love'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-115546402759632660</id><published>2006-08-13T05:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T20:28:42.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The End is Near</title><content type='html'>Well Kidz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has finally happened. I have finally decided to shut down this blog. It may be revived again some day, if I feel so inclined... But I don't think I will. Because... I am opening a new and different blog. I will be limiting my opinions and views at the new blog, and will condense my writings down to be just stories. Not emotional filled drama's, not random tid bits of news. Just small writings about my day to day life. No insight, no view through the lookers eye. Not what I thought about it. Just little stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a good run, thanks for the 329 posts kidz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out at "&lt;a href="http://www.aslifeoccurs.blogspot.com"&gt;As Life Occurs&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End is Here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-115546402759632660?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/115546402759632660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=115546402759632660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/115546402759632660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/115546402759632660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/08/end-is-near.html' title='The End is Near'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-115402036590548423</id><published>2006-07-27T12:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T20:02:24.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey Kidz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it! Look at what the people at &lt;a href="http://odeo.com"&gt;Odeo &lt;/a&gt;have done! I absolutely love the crew there, they work so dilligently on all these good ideas. As though &lt;a href="http://odeo.com"&gt;Odeo &lt;/a&gt;wasn't enough, they have gone and made &lt;a href="http://hellodeo.com"&gt;Hellodeo&lt;/a&gt;! Which is just a small app and service for putting video on the internet. Now, it isn't all "&lt;a href="http://youtube.com"&gt;You Tube&lt;/a&gt;" style, but I am still plenty excited to see where it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hungry... Somebody come and feed me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-115402036590548423?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/115402036590548423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=115402036590548423' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/115402036590548423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/115402036590548423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/07/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-115329282805153237</id><published>2006-07-19T01:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T16:26:32.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Up, Growing Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life has been more abundant lately. It has been so good lately. I wish I could never leave these days behind. But I also know that I already have, in the same way that I know they will come again one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had such a good last two weeks. Each and every day of them has been spent with Kalyn Maki and Amos Nimmo. They have quickly become my two favorite people. Each day has been bright and joyous. We have done so much in so little time. I know I talked a bit about it already, but needless to say that it got even better some how. It seems like our spirits have become so intimately close. It is astounding how spending quality time with good Christian people can make you love God so much more. Or what I mean to say is, when I see God reflected in his children it makes me want to seek his face all the more. And I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever wonder if his name is on your lips enough? I do. With all that I say and do, am I honoring him? I want to, but I am not sure that I am. I need to. I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray with me about my brother Peter, My friends Kalyn and Matt, my aunt Ester and lastly but certainly not least, my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-115329282805153237?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/115329282805153237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=115329282805153237' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/115329282805153237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/115329282805153237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/07/growing-up-growing-old.html' title='Growing Up, Growing Old'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-115162579461737031</id><published>2006-06-29T18:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T16:23:03.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrrrgg!</title><content type='html'>I would move out of my house simply to obtian a better connection to the internet! I mean seriously, it takes me 45 minutes just to check my mail lately. I have to try like 85 bajillion times just to see my inbox. I don't know what googles problem is, but they had better fix it. Yahoo comes up in a snap, but gmail, google and blogger all take a month! I love their services, but if they start to become unrelaible I will have to leave them for someone a little more pleasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to upload some pics of Matt and Andrew pimping the metro, but alas, you will have to wait until my lappy is some place happier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-115162579461737031?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/115162579461737031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=115162579461737031' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/115162579461737031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/115162579461737031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/06/arrrrgg.html' title='Arrrrgg!'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-115069480015594820</id><published>2006-06-18T23:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T12:54:35.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the Willow Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wrote a poem. It is kind of about my late relationship. I've seen her lately, so it is kind of a timely poem. It is a tad weird for her to be around. While it still hurts to see her, it probably isn't healthy to keep that sort of pain to yourself. I decided to write about it. Between that and chatting with God about it, I have been feeling much more positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Under the Willow Tree&lt;/p&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. My pool of tears grow&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. Under the willow tree&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3. My pool of tears grow&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4. These eyes cannot see&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;5. Where is my broken love&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;6. Under the willow tree&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;7. So I cry to heaven above&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;8. Wishing I knew the answer&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;9. Where is my broken love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;10. Gone is my graceful dancer&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;11. Oh, my heart is weak&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;12. Wishing I knew the answer&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;13. Tear upon rosen cheek&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;14. Smile turned to sorrow&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;15. My heart is weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;16. Desperate want of tomorrow&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;17. My pool of tears grow&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;18. Smile turned to sorrow&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;19. My pool of tears grow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-115069480015594820?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/115069480015594820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=115069480015594820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/115069480015594820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/115069480015594820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/06/under-willow-tree.html' title='Under the Willow Tree'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-115009109525828785</id><published>2006-06-11T23:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T16:17:36.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>While the Cats Away...</title><content type='html'>So check it! My parents are gone out of town, I suspect that tons of wild and crazy things will be happening. It's already started off with quite the bang. I dyed my hair black! I really like the way it looks, and it is only for a little bit, although if I like it I can always dye it again. Surprisingly the hair dye I used made my hair seem softer, which I thought was weird. We also lowlighted Kalyn's hair black. It looks pretty stylin! Check this awesome pic of Ari and I kickin' it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/613/275/1600/IMG_0221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/613/275/320/IMG_0221.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty "teh" rockin' awesome, eh? In the picture I have a faux hawk! Ari has this really effective pomade and hair wax. I need some... So I can have fun more often. I guess you can pick it up at Walgreens... Say, I saw these really cool argyle shoes the other day, and I really need new shoes. So I think maybe tomorrow I will pick them up. And a studded leather belt, because I kinda want one. Although, they are perhaps too expensive for me to desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/613/275/1600/IMG_0175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/613/275/200/IMG_0175.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been hanging out with a lot of lady likes in the last couple of days. Yesterday it was just Amos and I against the horde. And by the horde I mean Sara, Ari, Beth and Kalyn. And tonight it was me versus Sara, Ari, Melissa and Kalyn. We built a fire and ate smores. Then we played twister on a trampoline, and then again inside. We also sat on a dock and just talked. Hehe, lastly we threw a medicine ball at each other and said our favorite whatevers. It was all good fun! I guess Kalyn works the evening shift this week so it will undoubtabley be tons of late night fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K... Time for me to rolio like I got polio!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-115009109525828785?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/115009109525828785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=115009109525828785' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/115009109525828785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/115009109525828785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/06/while-cats-away.html' title='While the Cats Away...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-114991812163297013</id><published>2006-06-10T00:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T00:42:01.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Man!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/613/275/1600/Fight%20the%20Man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/613/275/320/Fight%20the%20Man.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you've been hanging around me lately, you know that I am waging an all out war against "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Man!&lt;/span&gt;" Now, while the man has many minions (Sara! Blake! Amos!), they will never stop The People's Revolution from taking place! The People will never cease to protest The Man's tyrannical oppression of our God given rights. While The Man may very well want you to believe that resistance is futile, through the actions of covert agents, The Man's terrible resources are being syphoned away each and every day. Daily our supply of riot rocks grow, as The Man's supply of guns and ammunition dwindles. Soon The Man's army will crumble in on itself for no other reason than the fear that The People's Revolution strikes into it's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People Unite! Together we fight with Proletariat might!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-114991812163297013?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/114991812163297013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=114991812163297013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114991812163297013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114991812163297013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/06/man.html' title='The Man!'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-114957458100306926</id><published>2006-06-05T22:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T17:01:19.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoo!</title><content type='html'>Wow the last couple of weeks of my life have been a blast. I have been on a hang out binge with Matt Z, Kayln, Amos and Kali. It has been tons of fun. We have watched nearly ever classic that we can think of. That means: Monty Python and the Holy Grail, The Princess Bride, the Goonies, Extreme Days and countless minor classics. We've played football, bocce ball and volley ball. We've hung out to ever hour of the night or morning. We've been to the playfront, to the board walk and to everyones house. We've partied, we've snuggled, we've taken long walks at dusk. We pranced in the grass and romped on the floor. But most importantly we've all had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We planned a canoe trip for the end of this month, and it is shapping up to be something terribly exciting. I am kind of the navigator, which is fun. It looks like it is going to be tons of fun. Although it can't be too hardcore because we have more newbs that expierenced people coming with. Can't blame people just for being newbs though. Gotta give it a go sometime don't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Ex-Girlfriend is back from Texas. It has made me make an "Akwkward Turtle" dozens of times. Her parents were in a car crash yesterday, so we talked today. I don't hate her. I don't wanna fight her, but at this point I perhaps just don't like her. (thats a song... kinda...) I've decided that I don't wanna get back together with her for a myraid of reasons. Some personal, some practical. I forgive her for what happened, but I just don't need think it's time for me to date again yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh... Relationships, the joy and sorrow only they can bring. Right now I am just enjoying watching other peoples grow and blossom. I think in fact that I find this much more enjoyable than the foibles of my own personal relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it is late, and I do need to do Devos before bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-114957458100306926?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/114957458100306926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=114957458100306926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114957458100306926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114957458100306926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/06/whoo.html' title='Whoo!'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-114849775741730899</id><published>2006-05-24T13:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T18:15:53.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This weak...</title><content type='html'>And this weak the trend was to stay out until 3am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I've been staying up late and sleeping in a bit (think tenish). It has been for teh roxorz... but I think I am getting sick of it. It just isn't that fun to be up late and do nothing. I think I am going to abstain from hanging out that late for a while. It is unfortunate though, because some of my friends jobs are pushin' their hang out time later and later into the night. 'course a lot of peoples that i would love to be hanging out with can't be out that late. 'specially the youngsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh... The joys of being a college aged kid. It is pretty sweet. I mean, I work, go to church and then just hang out. Actually, its the same as the other nine months of the year, just no school. I will probably be picking up a ton of hours in the weeks to come, so it won't really be a big deal in being out of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending some time playing my &lt;a href="http://www.digitalmediathoughts.com/images/xbox-pr0n-004.JPG"&gt;360&lt;/a&gt;. It is pretty sweet! I can't wait for the real tittles to come out for it. Like Brothers in Arms, Halo 3 or half dozen other ones that I am anticipating. Its looking pretty swank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been listening to tonz of music lately, like Five Iron, Reliant K, Spoken, Children 18:3, Ghoti Hook, Brave Saint Saturn... and many many many more. mmmm... sooo good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I need??? The strong bad dvd/cd it is teh roxorz, ftw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check you jive cats later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-114849775741730899?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/114849775741730899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=114849775741730899' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114849775741730899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114849775741730899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/05/this-weak.html' title='This weak...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-114828088118495120</id><published>2006-05-22T01:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T13:21:56.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy With Awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Awwwww YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Check it, I have been hangin' out so much lately! Since I got of work this week I have hung out a TON! And it has just been teh rockin my soxorz off! I lurves it like Batman lurves black tights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I've been hangin' out with cute girls a bunch with my buddy Matt (who is totally a 90 on the WWWOOOAAAHHH scale) and the subject of dating has been hanging on the periphery of our conversations. So, being me... I went and grabbed &lt;a href="http://www.usccb.org/nab/bible/1corinthians/1corinthians7.htm"&gt;Bible&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; about it. I am really interested in seeing how this all plays out. Now there isn't a dating out come in this for me, mind you, but it still looks like it will be interesting to watch unfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah... I FINALLY found a reason to use facebook. The event system on it shows much promise. I don't know if any of my friends would use it though, being as though everyone is all hooked up in the hizzouse with cells. Word of mouth usually seems to be plenty of power to bring the crew together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have felt exceptionally funny lately. So much so that I have thought I was going to have to seriously do something to help someone breath. Did that make sense? Imma guess it did. But seriously though, I have had such a rocking awesome time laughing and making others laugh latley. I have loved it, it was "teh" gapezors. (just so you know, a gapeing mouth means love from now on.) Haha, I almost killed Matt with laughter while he was drinking water. &lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyFull" title="Justify Full" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 13);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="img/gl.align.full.gif" alt="Justify Full" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-114828088118495120?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/114828088118495120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=114828088118495120' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114828088118495120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114828088118495120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/05/busy-with-awesome.html' title='Busy With Awesome'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-114728269388163824</id><published>2006-05-10T12:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T16:54:33.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>E3</title><content type='html'>Check it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://e3insider.com"&gt;E3Insider.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1up.com"&gt;1up.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://teamxbox.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teamxbox.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gamevideos.com"&gt;gamevideos.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game videos website is especially usefull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-114728269388163824?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/114728269388163824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=114728269388163824' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114728269388163824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114728269388163824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/05/e3.html' title='E3'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-114680851611171255</id><published>2006-05-05T00:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T13:31:14.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Injured</title><content type='html'>Well, it finally happened. My lappy has sustained injury. I kind of thought it would (hence the purchase of warranty). My brother Peter used it some when he was here last and was complaining about how it wouldn't play DVDs, something that it had no problem with in the past. And then today my sister broke off the left shift key. And unlike normal keyboard keys, I can't seem to just pop it back on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooooo I am going to bring it in to be serviced as soon as school is out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-114680851611171255?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/114680851611171255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=114680851611171255' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114680851611171255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114680851611171255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/05/injured.html' title='Injured'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-114597865931826638</id><published>2006-04-25T10:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T15:52:16.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>I am so tired of school. Tired of babies. Tired of being a youth leader. Tired of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a nap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could tab in paragraphs. There should be a button on the editor. Or at least they could turn the editor into a true WYSIWYG editor. That would be nice. I wish there was one of those for the template editing. I mean, google could do it if it wanted. It would sure reel in more of a user base. Heck that sort thing could help lure away the unwashed from MySpace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-114597865931826638?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/114597865931826638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=114597865931826638' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114597865931826638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114597865931826638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/04/sigh.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-114555684559687864</id><published>2006-04-20T13:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T13:14:05.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Elder Crack</title><content type='html'>Hey Kidz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I got my system and all the jazz... Oblivion is phenomnal. I have actually gasped while walking around, just because of how beautiful the landscape can be. The flowers, the grasses and the smoke are all superb. W00T! However, I should be totally honest and say that the frame rate does stutter now and again. But that really doesn't bother me, considering most of the load times are gone, or if not gone, then reduced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am enjoying it. I needed a break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-114555684559687864?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/114555684559687864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=114555684559687864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114555684559687864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114555684559687864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/04/elder-crack.html' title='Elder Crack'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-114542690176041787</id><published>2006-04-19T00:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T12:37:13.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Core Vs Pro</title><content type='html'>So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I traded in my xbox and games and controllers. The whole lot. All my phat lewt. Well, everthing that I didn't want. I got 78 dollars for it all in all. Pretty good if you ask me. I was trading in things that were just junk to me. Some of the items fetched less than a dollar, but others turned out to be worth much more than I had even hoped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I didn't really think that this was much of a question, until I learned that the "pro" or "premium" version was out of stock. Plus, the bundle I was thinking of getting turns out to contian aprox. 80 dollars worth of junk I don't need. I may perhaps get a core basic bundle. But I am just not sure if that is exactly what I want. One of the reasons I object to getting the core system is that it contains no media remote, or hd tv cables (not that I will have a hd tv anytime soon). However, on the other hand, if I do buy a core basic bundle, it comes with the remote, which I would love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... decisions to make...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-114542690176041787?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/114542690176041787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=114542690176041787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114542690176041787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114542690176041787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/04/core-vs-pro.html' title='Core Vs Pro'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-114538755783508323</id><published>2006-04-18T14:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T15:21:51.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>'glish</title><content type='html'>Rawr! Here be pirates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry... Just felt like "saying" it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo.... Here I am, its 2pm and I am sitting in Mr. Kapkes CompII class. He handed out notebooks, so now every student can surf the net and play solitare. Which is exactly what most students do.  I haven't had much of a chance to work on my final for the class, because some of my much needed source materials haven't arrived yet. Which is kind of depressing because it is a 8 page paper that is worth 65% of my grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACK! my notebook is forcing a restart on me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-114538755783508323?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/114538755783508323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=114538755783508323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114538755783508323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114538755783508323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/04/glish.html' title='&apos;glish'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-114538083720543190</id><published>2006-04-18T12:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T12:20:37.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>List...</title><content type='html'>Since I have been thinking more or less about the 360, I've decided to make short list of mamsy pamsy "I want"ish nish. I'm not saying I am going to buy these things, or that I even need them... But if anything you can say that I am browsing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bestbuy.com/site/olspage.jsp?skuId=7294581&amp;type=product&amp;amp;productCategoryId=pcmcat66900050002&amp;id=1118841876351"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Call of Duty 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bestbuy.com/site/olspage.jsp?skuId=7714422&amp;amp;amp;type=product&amp;productCategoryId=pcmcat66900050002&amp;amp;id=1138086674776"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Far Cry: Instincts — Predator - Xbox 360&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bestbuy.com/site/olspage.jsp?skuId=7527205&amp;type=product&amp;amp;productCategoryId=pcmcat66900050002&amp;id=1127211257668"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gun - Xbox 360&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bestbuy.com/site/olspage.jsp?skuId=7683214&amp;amp;amp;type=product&amp;productCategoryId=pcmcat66900050002&amp;amp;id=1138083286121"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Battlefield 2: Modern Combat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bestbuy.com/site/olspage.jsp?skuId=7294698&amp;type=product&amp;amp;productCategoryId=pcmcat66900050002&amp;id=1118841876810"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perfect Dark Zero Limited Collector's Edition&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bestbuy.com/site/olspage.jsp?skuId=7294607&amp;amp;type=product&amp;productCategoryId=pcmcat66900050002&amp;amp;id=1118841876402"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quake 4 - Xbox 360&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bestbuy.com/site/olspage.jsp?skuId=7520471&amp;type=product&amp;amp;productCategoryId=pcmcat66900050002&amp;id=1127210799630"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion — Collector's Edition&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gamestop.com/product.asp?product%5Fid=802128"&gt;Xbox 360 Universal Media Remote&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gamestop.com/product.asp?product%5Fid=802125"&gt;Xbox 360 Play and Charge Kit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;     &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gamestop.com/product.asp?product%5Fid=802124"&gt;Xbox 360 Wireless Network Adapter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bestbuy.com/site/olspage.jsp?skuId=7671575&amp;amp;type=product&amp;productCategoryId=pcmcat66900050003&amp;amp;id=1134701971317"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Transfer Kit for Xbox 360&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;Like I said before, I don't plan on buying all this junk. Just a list of wants, not needs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-114538083720543190?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/114538083720543190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=114538083720543190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114538083720543190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114538083720543190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/04/list.html' title='List...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-114537930186312598</id><published>2006-04-18T11:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T11:55:01.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya Know...</title><content type='html'>Loooooookin' to buy a 360... Just looookin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I've done the math, and my best bet is to get it from gamestop. I can trade in my xbox for $100, and some games for a bit. My DS' could go for $50 there, but I have them in the paper for $75. I already sold one, and a minor accessory in $80. I have a couple of DS games that I will sell to gamestop for another little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... Altogether that would take a significant edge off the price bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$100&lt;br /&gt;  $75&lt;br /&gt;$80&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt; $255&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too shabby. However, there is still a bit of cost involved. I think that I will foot the bill as soon as possible, regardless of whether I have sold the second DS. I'd like to do it that way because the 360 is so hard to obtain lately. They announced that there would be "no more shortages". However, it's been only two weeks to be fair. But shouldn't that have had everything nailed down before making the announcement?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-114537930186312598?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/114537930186312598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=114537930186312598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114537930186312598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114537930186312598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/04/ya-know.html' title='Ya Know...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-114537040466394316</id><published>2006-04-18T08:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T13:28:58.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Patent Pending</title><content type='html'>I was just reading &lt;a href="http://www.burst.com/new/newsevents/pressrelease0014.htm"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. It is an interesting article regarding apples copy right infrigment on bursts patents. Apparantly apple thought they could get away with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish blogger would bring back the profile stats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go to Utopian Images!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-114537040466394316?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/114537040466394316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=114537040466394316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114537040466394316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114537040466394316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/04/patent-pending.html' title='Patent Pending'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-114530904639267265</id><published>2006-04-17T13:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T16:24:06.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Google Calender</title><content type='html'>MMMmmm... Googlie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K... Check this out kidz! &lt;a href="www.google.com/calendar"&gt;Google Calender&lt;/a&gt; is exactly what you never knew you needed, but believe me you do! Confusing as that may sound, it is a sweet service. The calendar features are all pretty standard. Events, times, places etc etc... But the real neat features are those revolving around sharing your calendar with others. They are quick and easy! I shared my calendar with BigZ in  a matter of minutes. I can now see when he is busy, and he can likewise see when I am busy. We are already enjoying the prospect of knowing when we can hang out and such. There is even plans in the works I hear to make a comprehensive integration with gmail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo! You should all give it a swing, and if you like it, add me to your calendar links. (most likely I'll just add you to my list. So if you want to see what is up with me, you'll have to join too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy National Poetry Month!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-114530904639267265?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/114530904639267265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=114530904639267265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114530904639267265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114530904639267265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/04/google-calender.html' title='Google Calender'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-114495435586912297</id><published>2006-04-13T13:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T12:59:34.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Xbox360</title><content type='html'>Well, since I just paid my last payment to school, and it is almost over, I've decided I should reward myself with a 360. Err... That isn't to say that I am all done paying my loan off, but that the school has all the money it needs for my tuition. Yeah... But right, I am tired, and have been working hard and would really like one, so I think I'll get one. I have a bunch of stuff to trade in on one anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I would keep you all posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-114495435586912297?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/114495435586912297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=114495435586912297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114495435586912297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114495435586912297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/04/xbox360.html' title='Xbox360'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-114434960536604663</id><published>2006-04-06T13:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T11:56:40.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Blogger</title><content type='html'>You know, if I were not such a lazy blogger... I would have more content and more code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really tempted to devote a couple of hours some time soon to setting up categories, a shout box, a flickr window and more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should really make a new template... again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-114434960536604663?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/114434960536604663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=114434960536604663' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114434960536604663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114434960536604663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/04/lazy-blogger.html' title='Lazy Blogger'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-114433893916163875</id><published>2006-04-06T10:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T00:17:49.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do the math...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="float: left; line-height: 40px; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 5px;font-family:times;font-size:60;color:white;"   &gt;M&lt;/span&gt;y bank account would probably be much happier if I did the math. It seems to me that all too often I spend money on frivalous things. Things that I don't really need. I think I shall commit myself to saving more money! I really should save up to pay for college, to pay for an xbox 360, to pay for a new car. There are many things I should save up for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div    style="float: right; height: 6em; width: 150px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; line-height: 18px; text-align: right;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Georgia;font-size:22px;color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:silver;"&gt;..that can't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;really be right&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color:grey;"&gt;can it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm making aproximately 200 dollars a month. Not much I know, but its all I have time for. I should start giving plasma twice a week. Someone told me that it's 35 dollars a pop, but I don't know if I believe that. If I did that it would be almost as much as I make now from my job. However, that can't really be right can it? At least, I don't think it can. But if it were, it sure would be helpful. I would almost be tempted to post pone working again until the summer. Of course, that wouldn't be a very long time, now would it? Did you know most people below the poverty line have jobs? It is true, and yes still saddening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-114433893916163875?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/114433893916163875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=114433893916163875' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114433893916163875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114433893916163875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/04/do-math.html' title='Do the math...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-114367806655922225</id><published>2006-03-29T17:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T00:20:02.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know... I have a lot of accounts online. I have accounts at the following services:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;43things.com&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Allconsuming.com&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bebo.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Deviantart.com&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Facebook.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flixster.com&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flickr.com&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gmail.com&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hotmail.com&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lsc.edu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Odeo.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Urbandead.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wikipedia.com&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yahoo.com&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And probably countless more that I don't use anymore. In fact I know that I have countless more that I don't use. I know I used to have half a dozen where my account name was "Heman". But those are from when I was real young. I don't suppose I could remember what the password for those account were anyway. Perhaps a certain caped crusader might know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh... Those were simple times. Times when you felt safe with a six letter non-alpha numeric password. These days... Who knows what kind of evil might be wrought upon you, even if you have a alpha numeric password. Keyloggers, trojans, DOS... Not to mention people who aren't even script kiddies. Real hackers... Nothing could actually stop a real hacker from getting into your computer. Sure you might feel safe behind your hardware firewall and your obnoxiously long password... But you never really are. As long as you are plugged in, you are suspect to the evil deeds of "teh" 1337 H4X0Rz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... With that cheery thought I will leave you to ponder your own computers mortality...&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-114367806655922225?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/114367806655922225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=114367806655922225' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114367806655922225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114367806655922225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-114313272447473186</id><published>2006-03-23T10:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T10:52:04.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home again, Home again, Jiggity Jig</title><content type='html'>Well... I survived the trip... More or less...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I was going to take photos, but I didn't really. Although it might seem easy to do, I was really just not with it the whole trip. I took a couple of small .avi of the basketball game, but thats about all. Oh, and some random snapshots out of the window for my dad. I don't know why he wanted pictures of flat endless boredom, but he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could tab in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'course if I wanted this to look good, I would have inset qoutes of myself, drop cap letters and a css banner. But... Nope! I'm lazy and to good for such trivel code tricks. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo... Guess what? My laptop was totally like borked 5 minutes ago, but then it suddenly decided being borked was bad, so it fixed itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, I'm late for class, so I will blather on about nothin' later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-114313272447473186?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/114313272447473186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=114313272447473186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114313272447473186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114313272447473186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/03/home-again-home-again-jiggity-jig.html' title='Home again, Home again, Jiggity Jig'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-114251880022886677</id><published>2006-03-16T08:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T08:20:00.280-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trippin'</title><content type='html'>Wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got 0n the road about 9:00 yesterday, and didn't arrive at the hotel until 7:00. It has been a long trip. We stopped for lunch at wendys at about one. I really should have taken some pictures, but I forgot to. I will take some more today, and perhaps post them before I get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baby didn't get terribly upset. I wonder if he will be ok today? I can only hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my number to call for audio posts is broken or something. So sad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-114251880022886677?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/114251880022886677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=114251880022886677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114251880022886677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114251880022886677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/03/road-trippin.html' title='Road Trippin&apos;'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-114235464243424639</id><published>2006-03-14T10:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T20:17:45.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation?</title><content type='html'>This is going to be an interesting week, I think... Tomorrow I leave, to ride in a car with a bubya and my grandparents. (as well as the rest of the fam, YO!) I am not certain that it will feel like a vacation with them along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have plans though to make it a good time for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Read a plethora of interesting things!&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Bring a prodigious amount of music with!&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Take mega gigs of pictures! (Mega Gigs? Does that make sense?)&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Spend time alone!&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a small list of things to NOT do, to equally keep my vacation... well... vacationy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Do boring things, like lame-o museums! (Not all of them are bad, but...)&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Change poopy diapers!&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Get engaged in awkward conversation with my grandparents&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Bog my mind down in tons of homework!&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like a vacation. I can only hope. A positive outlook can go a long way, but I have found it to be true that it can't bridge all gaps. Some things are just to horrible to put a good spin on. Although, the politicians would have you believe otherwise. Eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a darker note, I hear that my friends in Hibbing are going through a trying time right now. I should go visit them, to make sure they are all doing ok. I hope Pastor Aaron doesn't have to leave... I've always liked him. Hmm... Maybe I will call Chris Pope, or Molly Flynn after school. I love those Hibbing kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I should go or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-114235464243424639?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/114235464243424639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=114235464243424639' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114235464243424639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114235464243424639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/03/vacation.html' title='Vacation?'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-114198018331971865</id><published>2006-03-10T02:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T18:29:01.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Full of Glee!</title><content type='html'>Soo.... Check this out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know sometimes that my thoughts and speculations can be far flung, but that doesn't actually make them unplausible... As it happens, tonight I was hanging out with the guys, and we were talking about crushes. Or, well, more precisely they were talking about crushes, being as though I lack them. Anywho,  they were all guess and stuff, and I (and others) of course couldn't (Guess who they had a crush on). One persons crush was readily apparent, and they were of course, very forth coming with it. (why not? Be happy! Be in love!) ... Errr... Meandering... Anyways. I set a discourse about a certian person, and who they may be crushing on as it were... And guess what! I was right! And it makes me dance with glee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'course... I keep secrets, so I can't divulge any info to any one... Although if you know where to look... You too can gain my knowledge. but you won't, so don't even try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Why do I do this? I don't know. Perhaps I like the sound of my own voice... Err... Typingness... But then again, maybe it is just so that I can dance all the more with glee!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apoligize for such a poor post. I know... It wasn't really fair to my readers. But, then again... Who said life is fair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-114198018331971865?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/114198018331971865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=114198018331971865' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114198018331971865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114198018331971865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/03/full-of-glee.html' title='Full of Glee!'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-114161832202828635</id><published>2006-03-05T20:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T10:59:28.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The AfterMath!</title><content type='html'>Wow! This weekend was so good! It was amazing! It was awesome! It was phenomenal! It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUPER FANTASTIC&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The speaker was Phil Zarns, who did a great job of speaking. His message was very timely and aimed at the heart of the youth. It was a blessing to hear him speak; he was both wise and hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Zarns did this gag involving a "happy" shake. The "happy" shake was the contents of a happy meal blended up with some coke and apple juice. Jason Grimes tried to drink it, as did Sherman. Neither of them could drink it without gagging and making faces oh so terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I am actually going to go hit the hay in a couple of minutes... So I am not going to expound to much... But needless to say, it rocked! God met with us there, and it was beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, my JH kids all behaved themselves very well, not a single one of them did anything remotely stupid all weekend. Not that I have a low opinion of JH kids, but at things like this they can loose their common sense sometimes. My kids rocked! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DRAMA FREE IS THE WAY TO BE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh... I love them kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, not everyone could behave themselves as well as my kids... Poor Poor Pastor Jonas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister, Molly Flynn and I built a snow sculpture of "The Duck Mobile"! But sadly we didn't win... We should have though! It was "The Duck Mobile" What more could you want??? I certainly can't think of anything more that I would've wanted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took over a gigabyte of pictures this weekend! It rocked! It should come out to somewhere around 500+ pictures. Oh, yeah... And probably about 7-8 videos. One of the videos is Michael Vespa snuffing sour skittles sugar. It looks painful. Don't ask why he snuffed sugar up his nose, because I don't know. No one asked him too... He just did... And he asked me to video it... I just can't explain these things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will post some pictures tomorrow... But as for tonight, I am going to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-114161832202828635?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/114161832202828635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=114161832202828635' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114161832202828635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114161832202828635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/03/aftermath.html' title='The AfterMath!'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-114132807743627791</id><published>2006-03-02T13:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T15:38:20.593-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Subtle Propaganda...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/613/275/1600/unclesamshow.php.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/613/275/320/unclesamshow.php.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems Uncle Sam just isn't the man he used to be... This is satirical of course... But what I hear from teachers ever day of school, you'd think this was up on ever street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers... Blagh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-114132807743627791?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/114132807743627791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=114132807743627791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114132807743627791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/114132807743627791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/03/subtle-propaganda.html' title='Subtle Propaganda...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-113722559348145718</id><published>2006-01-14T01:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T10:59:49.183-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't....</title><content type='html'>...post much anymore. Oh well. What can ya do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a really phenomenal camera for Christmas. I can take pictures and stich them together to make a 360 degree picture with it. It takes gorgeous pictures and its a snap to use. Plus it has tons of features. It's not going to take me from &lt;a href="http://www.Deviantart.com"&gt;amateur photography&lt;/a&gt; to professional anytime soon, but boy does it rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause you know if I wanted to head for pro, I would totally snatch up one of those Rebels. Boy do those take gorgeous shots. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was my update, or something... I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Babies make you tired)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-113722559348145718?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/113722559348145718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=113722559348145718' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/113722559348145718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/113722559348145718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-dont.html' title='I don&apos;t....'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-113683751354336820</id><published>2006-01-09T13:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T14:11:53.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yestreen</title><content type='html'>Yeah... I post once more into the breach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday after church I went out to eat at the China Star with Matt Z. They have pretty good food there for the price, and it sure is cute to see little oriental kids running around while you eat. We sat and talked about this and that, which was nice. While we were leaving I stopped to talk an older gentleman, he was of a kindly sort. We chatted briefly about the China Star and the food. It was nice, and exactly the sort of thing I engage in every time I host. When it is something you do countless times a day, you don't feel weird at all about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the China Star, Matt and I just chilled for a while. After approximately an hour we headed to Luther's house to hang out with the gang. We played the D20 Star Wars P&amp;amp;P Rpg. It was very fun, especially for me, because instead of GMing like usual, I played a character. Matt GMed instead of me, which was fine except for that it seemed like some players didn't engage like normal. As a character I totally confounded all Matt's GM plans. I played a protocol droid with the personality of an interrogation droid. So basically, my character was totally manic, and reveled in all the chaos I caused. Oh, and I also gave away corn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I should also mention that my car broke down, but its plausible that I just need to mix some anti-freeze with the gas. Hopefully its nothing to troublesome! Its been speculated that it could be the transmission, but my father was doubtful about that being the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a celebratory note, I got a 3.66 GPA this semester. And my sister got a 4.0! But this coming semester we are taking harder courses and my sister has a job this time around. Things shouldn't be to much worse though. Of course, there is also a baby now. But I still have confidence that we will do ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-113683751354336820?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/113683751354336820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=113683751354336820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/113683751354336820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/113683751354336820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2006/01/yestreen.html' title='Yestreen'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-113436855945962204</id><published>2005-12-12T00:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T16:02:43.863-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, Yeah?</title><content type='html'>Hey, What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently on the sixth and final "Hitchhikers guide to the Galaxy" book. The are actually very funny, in a decidedly english kind of way. They can feel very random, but when you finish them you can see how they were just very well plotted. Not surprizingly the books are completely different from the movie. I hear that the story line often contradicts itself. Oh well! Just more fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanna know what's funny? I really have absolutely no idea what I want for Christmas. So if you had intended to ask me, which I doubt you were, all I can tell you is that I don't know. Its funny, because my parents have all their gifts for the other kids figured out, but they don't know what to get me. Oh well! What can you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* life's been very busy lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! I was just about to ask a question, but thought better of it because some one might actually answer it... Know it all's can bug me... If I really wanted to know the answer to my question I would look it up. Is it just me or does it seem like I am starting to omit large portions of meaning from my text these days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Enough inane dribble...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-113436855945962204?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/113436855945962204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=113436855945962204' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/113436855945962204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/113436855945962204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/12/hey-yeah.html' title='Hey, Yeah?'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-113397627273429184</id><published>2005-12-07T11:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T13:38:13.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold on...</title><content type='html'>Abortion is advocated only by persons who have themselves been born.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                           - Ronald Reagan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-113397627273429184?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/113397627273429184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=113397627273429184' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/113397627273429184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/113397627273429184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/12/hold-on.html' title='Hold on...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-113385786046135732</id><published>2005-12-06T02:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T02:31:00.476-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2:30, and out of juice...</title><content type='html'>Sigh. Just doing homework. Wanted to leave myself a little note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they stab me, don't I bleed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallacy of causation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, seems weird. Only my sister could get that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-113385786046135732?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/113385786046135732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=113385786046135732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/113385786046135732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/113385786046135732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/12/230-and-out-of-juice.html' title='2:30, and out of juice...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-113235034970799180</id><published>2005-11-18T15:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T16:16:58.943-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes people turn out to be so much funnier than they intend to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have to say that someones unintentionally humorous thing really made me laugh today. I know that they really wouldn't think that it was funny, but it really was. I asked them a question, to which they said no, then I made a comment and they right away re answered the question as yes. I can't really explain the details, but it was hilarious. I was having such a bad day before that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well off to work! (there goes my good day...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-113235034970799180?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/113235034970799180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=113235034970799180' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/113235034970799180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/113235034970799180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/11/funny.html' title='Funny...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-113176422237864878</id><published>2005-11-11T20:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T20:57:02.393-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so much longer now...</title><content type='html'>... and my grandfather will be done with his cancer treatments. He only has 9 more left. He started with something like 50. He was out to my house today to help us bring up our dock and pontoon boat. He still seems so strong despite being 80 and having cancer. Haha... it was nice to see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-113176422237864878?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/113176422237864878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=113176422237864878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/113176422237864878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/113176422237864878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/11/not-so-much-longer-now.html' title='Not so much longer now...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-113142903272420714</id><published>2005-11-07T23:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T13:56:09.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trouble in Paradise...</title><content type='html'>*sigh* Life seems to be taking a downward spiral right now... I am not feeling like I am on top of the mountain, or even in the valley. Instead I feel like I am traveling in a dark cave with a light that is only lighting one room of the cave at a time. *sigh* Its kind of a melencholy expeirence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I just got home from work at 10:30ish, and I was in good spirits because I got done with work a little bit early. It was a slow day, with little to no stress all day, which was very pleasent. When I got home my mother told me that Bridget, my sister-in-law, is in intensive care from a meth overdose. That really makes me sad. I know my brother has receded back to using alcohol and drugs, which has made my whole family sad and very concerned. He is at home right now, all alone with no sort of supervision. I hope he is alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Comment moderation rocks socks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-113142903272420714?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/113142903272420714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=113142903272420714' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/113142903272420714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/113142903272420714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/11/trouble-in-paradise.html' title='Trouble in Paradise...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-113138933450726903</id><published>2005-11-07T12:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T12:48:54.583-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Work is Life, Life is Work</title><content type='html'>So... I have been spending a lot of time working lately. Work is terriably unintersting. If it didn't pay I wouldn't do it. I know that that sounds dumb, but I would like to think that the career that I choose to follow I would do for the enjoyment of doing it, not for the money. Money motivated careers can only provide so much satisfaction. Which is frankly not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been doing the Uncle thing quit a bit lately. Bishop is staying with us on a semi permanent basis. We might become a foster family for him. I don't really know what is going to happen with David at this point, I think that its likely that he will end up with Bridgets Aunt. Its a lot of work to be a parent. Kids keep you constantly busy, 'cause they never tire, even when you do. My mom and dad have been devoting a lot of their "free" time to him, as have my sister and I. Even John and Nora babysat him the other day. That was really nice of them, I know my parents appreciated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, as far as all the other stuff going on in my life, don't sweat it. I don't have time to spend worrying about those sorts of things. God has given me only so much time on this earth, and none of it is meant for worry. Big Z and I are the leaders for the whole jr. high small group, which I feel won't be very small. Its going to be at Matts house... But I don't yet know what its going to be on. Hopefully we will be able to succesfully steer our subjects away from women for the most part. That subject has been way over done since Pastor Chuck left. I really don't feel that they need to hear much more about it. Kari thinks that we should do something like Alpha for the kids. I know that Pastor Kyle would like us to stick around faith basics, nothing too deep. Matt and I are kind looking for some sort of beef stew mix... Not milk, but not yet steak... We are still prayerful about our subjects, but we have some hopeful topics. I will probably be talking to Pastor Kyle about it later today, when we hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, class is nearly over... So I should get ready and leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-113138933450726903?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/113138933450726903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=113138933450726903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/113138933450726903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/113138933450726903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/11/work-is-life-life-is-work.html' title='Work is Life, Life is Work'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-113073997397597785</id><published>2005-10-30T23:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T14:23:55.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifty Percent...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;...of the worlds problems are my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been a lot going on in my life lately. Things are getting to be pretty emotional. Not that it would show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme see if I can even remember all the things that are going on right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandfather has cancer of the prostate. I really hope he doesn't die, he is such a good man. I really don't know what would happen to my grandmother if he died. I suspect she would end up living with us, which would be good, but still sad. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother lost his job recently with which he was supporting his two kids and wife. He has been really depressed, worrying my parents immensely. They are totally at a loss for what to do, as this job had been a real life saver for him to have. I hope things start looking up for him soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I broke up with my girlfriend not so long ago. I'm not going post the nitty gritty of why here, as she has very much so expressed her desire for me to not talk about it with people. She says its our own personal business, with which I can agree. Needless to say though, it makes me very sad and hurt. But, that seems to be the way of things these days. Several of my friends appear to be breaking up this week, or at least on the rocks. :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Also, one of my material possesions has been greatly wounded. Poor old Kalvin. The kid never had a chance! He was too young to die! ;-D My car took a grievous hit today, his right eye taking the brunt of the hit. Bot his front legs are in dire need of new shoes too. At this time, I am going to decline to say who was at the wheel, however, I will say that I was in the back seat eating waffles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well. I guess thats what I have. Much sadness. Well, kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With my grandfather, I know that whatever happens to him will be for the best, and that God will either take him home, or let him stay to continue his life long work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With my brother, I know that things will be ok, already he is showing signs of vast improvement. Hopefully he will get a new job, one capable of supporting his family. I have faith that God will resolve all of whats going on with him right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With whats going on between Bobbie and I, I know that I did the right thing. Breaking up with her was hard, and probably the most emotionally painful thing I have ever had happen in my life, but I know that God will be working in both of us in the next year, and sending us where he wants to go. However, at this time, I hold doubts that where he sends us will be back towards each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With Kalvin... Kalvin is just a car, and nothing more. He will survive, he will go on. I will probably be fixing him on tuesday or wednesday. He will never be as handsome as he once was... These scars will probably stay with him the rest of his life. But with any luck, his life will hopefully still be long and fruitful, and not in any way dehabilitated by this accident.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Of course, this is not all that is going on in my life. There are other more trivial annoyances, but those things are just that, trivial. I'm working about 20 hours a week, plus college 5 days a week and youth leading on wednesday and the occasional event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Speaking of events, I just got back not so long ago from the years second best event, MYC. Minnesota Youth Convention is usually pretty rocking, and this year was no exception. Since I was a Youth Leader (or Youth Sponsor, if you wanna get technical) it was free for me. I had 2 rooms, one with half senior highers, and half junior high, and the other with all junior high kids. Boy, junior high kids can be real rascles, but they are also very fun. As far as the rascality of it all, nobody used their bodily functions in unapropriate ways, which was a big plus. The speaker at convention was pretty uplifting, although he made almost no mention of the infilling of the holy ghost. That was kinda disapointing, because convention tends to be one of the foremost places that kids learn about it. Oh well, that wasn't meant to be his message. His main theme seemed to be on forgivness, to which only a handful of our students seemed to move to. I got to pray with a ton of our students, which was cool. One of the kids, for who I was their leader, was really happy when I prayed with him. I can still picture his large over joyed smile when I asked him if he would like prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mmmm... Good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ahhh... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well I guess I better go, I have a paper do for the morning, but I haven't even read the research end of things yet. :-D Thats college for ya. And to think, I have a's or b's in all my classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yup yup... Lifes good but sad. Guess maybe I will chatter into the wind some other day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-113073997397597785?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/113073997397597785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=113073997397597785' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/113073997397597785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/113073997397597785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/10/fifty-percent.html' title='Fifty Percent...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-112918193682394405</id><published>2005-10-13T00:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T23:26:53.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a star after all...</title><content type='html'>That is it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-112918193682394405?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/112918193682394405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=112918193682394405' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/112918193682394405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/112918193682394405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/10/not-star-after-all.html' title='Not a star after all...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-112901717328555088</id><published>2005-10-11T02:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T02:52:53.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hi...</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't blogged much, and truthfully its unlikely that I will be doing much in the future. Right now I don't really feeling like putting an open forum on my emotions and experiences. I am kind of going through a lot of things, and I really just don't feel comfortable talking about things here. I will probably post little things now and again. About MYC or some anecdote from a teacher or how I really get confused by Mr Dallos. But, again, I would say that my desire to share things has reached an all time low, and things will probably be quiet the homefront.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-112901717328555088?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/112901717328555088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=112901717328555088' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/112901717328555088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/112901717328555088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/10/hi.html' title='hi...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-112715517831791834</id><published>2005-09-19T13:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T13:39:38.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So aggravating...</title><content type='html'>...To be mucking a round with the school databases. It seems like they are purposely designed to be inaccessible. The program constantly doesn't bring up what you request, and when it does, it usually crashes. I wish I could use it from home, but you can't, because the remote access doesn't actually work like it should. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-( School, you make me sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I worked last sunday. It was real slow. And even slower because I worked with Kathan. We talked a little bit to much. My supervisor didn't seem happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. It was really slow, and we got everything done alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-112715517831791834?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/112715517831791834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=112715517831791834' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/112715517831791834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/112715517831791834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/09/so-aggravating.html' title='So aggravating...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-112641890470378714</id><published>2005-09-11T00:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T01:08:24.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty Tired...</title><content type='html'>Well, today was my third day working at bridgemans, I went in early and left late. 7 and a half hours, isn't bad. I worked Friday, which is supposed to be the busiest day of the week, but it didn't seem nearly as busy as Thursday. Haha, this might sound silly but working a job seems like a fantastic diet plan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very tired... But someone very special asked me to post, so I will continue on. I work 3 times in the coming week, once in the morning and twice in the evening. I work Friday again, which is fish day, and normally the busiest day of the week. I spent all morning slogging through English grammar work, which isn't very fun. I plan on spending a good portion of tomorrow doing history homework, which will be equally unfun. I aced a history quiz, which was super easy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I guess I should let you all know, I have my drivers license, on the first try too! :-D But then again, I am sure that none of you had any doubts. Unfortunately, my moms car has been having some troubles, so we haven't really been given free reign over our car. Between my moms car problem and the gas prices, its a wonder we use the car at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I think that I am going to call it quits! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have sticky syrup on my arm. Its probably fudge or caramel. Ick. You have no idea how much food people waste everyday. Its disgusting. Whole entrees, salads and especially ice creams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... I am sure some of you are wondering about my hygiene, don't worry I'll keep brushing my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-112641890470378714?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/112641890470378714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=112641890470378714' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/112641890470378714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/112641890470378714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/09/pretty-tired.html' title='Pretty Tired...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-112598297871575225</id><published>2005-09-05T23:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T00:02:58.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>College, my first week.</title><content type='html'>I started college this week. It wasn't really hard. It was very interesting, but not very informative. In fact I would say that I have learned far less this week than I would have expected. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have English Comp 1, Intro to Sociology, Interpersonal communication and Minnesota History. I am going for my A.A. degree and hope to complete it in the next 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... This doesn't interest me much. For whatever reason I no longer desire to write about my life. I guess the phase has passed, it usually does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-112598297871575225?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/112598297871575225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=112598297871575225' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/112598297871575225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/112598297871575225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/09/college-my-first-week.html' title='College, my first week.'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-112492691770415571</id><published>2005-08-24T18:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T18:41:58.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Test post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am doing &lt;a href="http://www.43things.com"&gt;43 things&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-112492691770415571?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/112492691770415571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=112492691770415571' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/112492691770415571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/112492691770415571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/08/test-post.html' title='Test post'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-112474113033939601</id><published>2005-08-22T14:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T15:05:30.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spoken Word</title><content type='html'>Have you ever wondered what it would be like if you couldn't speak? Not if everyone couldn't speak, no, just you. I ask this because my voice totally hurts today. What would happen if I couldn't speak? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would probably have to learn sign language, although I would much rather just carry a pad and pen around with me. I would have to give up a lot of things, really... Like singing, talking, laughing (maybe). I would have to stop talking to my girlfriend on the phone, or any of my friends for that matter. Hehe, it would a ton easier to hold my tongue now wouldn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been thinking a lot lately about goals. I have a lot of goals in my life. Some of them may be very well unreachable, but they are still goals. haha, check out some of them &lt;a href="http://www.43things.com/person/vermin"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-112474113033939601?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/112474113033939601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=112474113033939601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/112474113033939601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/112474113033939601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/08/spoken-word.html' title='The Spoken Word'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-112443916540488836</id><published>2005-08-19T01:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T14:04:37.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fight well my brethren!</title><content type='html'>So... Long time no post! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about my goals now and again. I guess I mostly keep them to myself, as they are very precious to me and hard fought to obtain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been pretty hectic lately, what with my grandfather having heart surgery, my brother recovering from cancer and every other small flurry of activity happening. I know I haven't been keeping up with my blog very well and that its been disappointing for some of my "Loyal Fans" but I guess that I needed a break from it for a while, which is ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start college soon! Very soon indeed! The fifth of September if I remember right, although it is more than likely that I did not... I do very poorly with details which has never helped me one bit. I make do with what I have though, and I certainly have been given more than I need. Yes, I am a blessed man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a few moments I will let my foolishness cease. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-112443916540488836?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/112443916540488836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=112443916540488836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/112443916540488836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/112443916540488836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/08/fight-well-my-brethren.html' title='Fight well my brethren!'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111639813142506369</id><published>2005-05-18T01:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T01:35:31.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Post lost in space...</title><content type='html'>I totally lost a post... It was a great one too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let me tell you about today. Click to read on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to see my girl tonight! She was babysitting for a co-worker. The kid was named Reagan, she was four. It was a blast hanging out with my girl and watching this kid. We played at the playground for what seemed like forever. Wowza do kids have energy, they just seem to go forever. Bobbie would make a great mother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at 8:30 we dropped Reagan back off at her house, and went home. We just lied around for half an hour until Deanne came and picked us up. We went out and about for awhile trying to think of something to do. We tried to go to "The top of the world" but it was closed. After that we went to a graveyard and just basically drove through it. Bobbies Grandpa was buried there. We continued our aimless pursuit of fun until we arrived at the race track. We got there after the race ended, and the track wasn't closed up at all... That's right you guessed it, we took a couple laps. But fear from the cops drove us off. Its not that they arrived or anything, we just got nervous and left. There were other cars on the track too, but we still felt scared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometime later, we proceeded to roll down a hill. Rolling down the hill was the best out of all I did today. We rolled 10+ times. We rolled in ones, twos and even all four of us at once. All four of us being Bobbie, Deanne, Thomas and myself. It was a blast. I am going to be sore in the morning though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH... Ps... The other post was about the land my father is looking at, and how I drove about 70 miles... Blah Blah Blah... It really was a good one though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say... You don't think that Google got rid of it because I was dissing them, do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111639813142506369?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111639813142506369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111639813142506369' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111639813142506369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111639813142506369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/05/post-lost-in-space.html' title='Post lost in space...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111764616717579537</id><published>2005-05-17T12:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T12:16:07.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>Ughh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a tiring weekend. I spent all of it with BigZ, and needless to say we didn't get enough sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life seems boring right now, even though I had a slightly exciting day. I went to see the land that my father hopes to buy. It is 120 acres, lots of marsh but good deer country. Public land right across the road, so that's a added benefit. Haha... So we just walked around the land checking it out... And I brought this machete from home and used it to hack a path through the brush... Kinda... It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tempted to be a "drok" (that's right, drok) dork that is... By using dorky little smilies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a lot of driving today, its seventy miles to the land, each way. Plus I was driving in lakeside, there are some step hills there, and lots of traffic. Surprisingly, the most frustrating part of the drive was the parking at home.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I mention that I got a 1988 Plymouth Relient K? Check that link to see its worth via the N.A.D.A. standard. I was pretty amazed! Its in average-high retail condition, which is pretty cool. Everything works great! Haha, I should take a picture of my trunk to show the pristine carpet condition. The doors and windows all work like brandnew, surprisingly. Beautiful Car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate at subway today... They really aren't very good next to Quiznos... It was freezing in the place! And no tray or napkins, and the service was terrible. Not to mention that it takes forever to "toast" your sub. I don't like their subs toasted. 'cause they are pathetic. I had a Chipolte Cheese Steak, but their wasn't any sauce on it. My sister had a normal Cheese Steak with sauce on it, which she didn't like. So I got hers and she got mine... And no, we weren't confused, because mine was a foot long and hers was a 6 inch. So really only half of mine was sauced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm... Sauce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&lt;br /&gt;A picture of my house from a Google satellite. They're watching ya know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I both love and hate google. All their products are good... Yet they remain suspicious because of all the beta projects... And because all their products are to good to be true. But I will remain loyal until someone proves I shouldn't be. And I mean proves. Like really proves! Not just speculation, but a REAL smoking gun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... I love you google... For now... And remember kids, "Don't Be Evil!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is Marissa Mayer anyways?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111764616717579537?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111764616717579537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111764616717579537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111764616717579537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111764616717579537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/05/tired_17.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111764603426100572</id><published>2005-05-17T12:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T12:13:54.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>Ughh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a tiring weekend. I spent all of it with BigZ, and needless to say we didn't get enough sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life seems boring right now, even though I had a slightly exciting day. I went to see the land that my father hopes to buy. It is 120 acres, lots of marsh but good deer country. Public land right across the road, so that's a added benefit. Haha... So we just walked around the land checking it out... And I brought this machete from home and used it to hack a path through the brush... Kinda... It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tempted to be a "drok" (that's right, drok) dork that is... By using dorky little smilies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a lot of driving today, its seventy miles to the land, each way. Plus I was driving in lakeside, there are some step hills there, and lots of traffic. Surprisingly, the most frustrating part of the drive was the parking at home.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I mention that I got a 1988 Plymouth Relient K? Check that link to see its worth via the N.A.D.A. standard. I was pretty amazed! Its in average-high retail condition, which is pretty cool. Everything works great! Haha, I should take a picture of my trunk to show the pristine carpet condition. The doors and windows all work like brandnew, surprisingly. Beautiful Car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate at subway today... They really aren't very good next to Quiznos... It was freezing in the place! And no tray or napkins, and the service was terrible. Not to mention that it takes forever to "toast" your sub. I don't like their subs toasted. 'cause they are pathetic. I had a Chipolte Cheese Steak, but their wasn't any sauce on it. My sister had a normal Cheese Steak with sauce on it, which she didn't like. So I got hers and she got mine... And no, we weren't confused, because mine was a foot long and hers was a 6 inch. So really only half of mine was sauced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm... Sauce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&lt;br /&gt;A picture of my house from a Google satellite. They're watching ya know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I both love and hate google. All their products are good... Yet they remain suspicious because of all the beta projects... And because all their products are to good to be true. But I will remain loyal until someone proves I shouldn't be. And I mean proves. Like really proves! Not just speculation, but a REAL smoking gun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... I love you google... For now... And remember kids, "Don't Be Evil!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is Marissa Mayer anyways?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111764603426100572?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111764603426100572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111764603426100572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111764603426100572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111764603426100572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/05/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111570355415184392</id><published>2005-05-10T00:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T00:39:14.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheat Sheet</title><content type='html'>So I am planning some revamping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/help/cheatsheet.html"&gt;Check it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Teh end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111570355415184392?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111570355415184392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111570355415184392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111570355415184392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111570355415184392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/05/cheat-sheet.html' title='Cheat Sheet'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111566679707409087</id><published>2005-05-09T14:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T14:26:37.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trash from Yahoo</title><content type='html'>So I checked out &lt;a href="http://www.grokker.com/"&gt;Grokker &lt;/a&gt;today. It is junk. I felt that it made searching a lot longer and harder process. And after only 3 searches it crashed my browser. I have &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; had &lt;a href="http://www.mozilla.org/products/firefox/"&gt;FireFox &lt;/a&gt;Crash on me before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So disappointing. It really looked like it could have been fun. But it was slow and frankly useless. Of course it is still beta. So I shouldn't be to harsh. I guess it will probably improve. Hopefully to something that doesn't crash your browser. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So some sicko came and commented on my last post. I was really disturbed. I sent a letter to Blogger Support asking what can be done. They replied with a form letter... Hopefully they will take what I have said into consideration. There must be something they can do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go do homework. It seems like a long time since I have done some, even though its only been the weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta scoot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111566679707409087?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111566679707409087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111566679707409087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111566679707409087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111566679707409087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/05/trash-from-yahoo.html' title='Trash from Yahoo'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111552501038838093</id><published>2005-05-07T23:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T23:03:30.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I no be done!</title><content type='html'>Because my tray table up and my seat is in the full up right position. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blogged a post over &lt;a href="http://itsdotcom.blogspot.com/2005/05/hello.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats Brookes blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;I hope she is not mad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That blogger mobile thing looks really interesting. I wish that I could actually use it... Oh Well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111552501038838093?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111552501038838093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111552501038838093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111552501038838093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111552501038838093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-no-be-done.html' title='I no be done!'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111506282516950613</id><published>2005-05-02T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T14:40:25.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Elitist?</title><content type='html'>I would not say that I have an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elitist"&gt;elitist &lt;/a&gt;view of technology, as much as I would say that I wish to see people apply themselves to the technology they have. Often enough I have to help someone do something with technology. That doesn't bother me, what does bother me is when that same person repeatedly asks me to do the same thing, taking no note of how its done. For me technology is generally simple, for others it can be hard. I respect that. I just wish they would make some effort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can everyone make an effort? Yes! Everyone can. Can everyone learn? No, it would seem that not everyone can. For some it &lt;b&gt;is&lt;/b&gt; to much. My grandfather, a very intelligent man would much rather write a letter than an email. I can understand. Getting used to something so new and hassle ridden, you might as well stick with what you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt; I was very impressed with my father the other day because he took note of how to turn on closed captioning. He made some effort, and it pleased me. Will he continue to ask me to do it? Oh yes, no doubt about it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not that I don't like people who don't make the effort, its just that they are disapointing. They could learn, all they have to do is try. I guess they must be to busy or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111506282516950613?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111506282516950613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111506282516950613' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111506282516950613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111506282516950613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/05/elitist.html' title='Elitist?'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111471276407877868</id><published>2005-04-28T13:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T00:49:51.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For Good, Or For Awesome?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thousandfootkrutch.com/_media/tour-ecard/"&gt;"For those about to Rock"&lt;/a&gt; I salute you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was an awesome concert! It had &lt;a href="http://www.pillarmusic.com/main.htm"&gt;Pillar&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.thousandfootkrutch.com/"&gt;TFK&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.reubonicplague.com/"&gt;John Reuben&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.purevolume.com/dizmas"&gt;Dizmas&lt;/a&gt;. John Reuben stole the show though! I don't even like rap, but his music kicked! He was on the mark, and his jokes were hilarious. He was manipulating the crowd like a master puppeteer. The most crowd participation gotten out of one T-shirt I have ever seen! It was so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y139/vermin1000/Backgrounds/ConcertTicket-1.jpg" alt=" " img align=bottom&gt;Check it! My ticket in still perfect condition. It never got checked. I don't know  why, but it didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;that's right! So next time you really should go! Because it was such a good concert. Besides, what are we going to tell John Reuben? We can't just tell him you didn't want to go! I mean, he deserves so much more than that! You can't just let him down! You wouldn't want him to let you down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Next time you'd better show up... So you can throw up your rawkfist with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111471276407877868?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111471276407877868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111471276407877868' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111471276407877868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111471276407877868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/04/for-good-or-for-awesome.html' title='For Good, Or For Awesome?'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y139/vermin1000/Backgrounds/th_ConcertTicket-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111453965261604978</id><published>2005-04-26T13:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T13:36:38.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Google.org</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/googleorg/"&gt;Google.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google and its philanthropic dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;We Love You Google!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111453965261604978?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111453965261604978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111453965261604978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111453965261604978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111453965261604978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/04/googleorg.html' title='Google.org'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111453539835762832</id><published>2005-04-26T11:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T12:09:58.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Melancholy</title><content type='html'>Somedays thats just what I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://postsecret.blogspot.com/"&gt;PostSecret&lt;/a&gt;. Yes its sad, but its the world in which we live. Those are the people you talk to everyday. The men and women who form your community. A lot of those people aren't anysort of special case. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brr... My house feels cold and drafty today. I don't know why. I think that I will go put on a pair of socks. There now my feet aren't as cold. But it is still pretty chilly in here. I put on a jacket. It makes things a little better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just got duped into taking a survey over at Gamespy, I totally thought it was for gamespy when I began, but the further in I got the more doubts I had about the survey. So I just held back a lot of information. Oh Well, as long as they don't send me junk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am almost ready to start using my template I made from scratch. We will see I guess. I really should start using it now so that I will get sick of it sooner and make myself a new one sooner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111453539835762832?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111453539835762832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111453539835762832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111453539835762832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111453539835762832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/04/melancholy.html' title='Melancholy'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111447763744731510</id><published>2005-04-25T20:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T13:46:59.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen to my soothing voice...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="audblog"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/23902/179636.mp3" class="audLink"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogblog.com/audiopost.gif" class="audImg"border="0" alt="this is an audio post - click to play" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Some how this makes me think of Kip from Napoleon Dynamite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111447763744731510?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111447763744731510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111447763744731510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111447763744731510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111447763744731510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/04/listen-to-my-soothing-voice.html' title='Listen to my soothing voice...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111440488309083572</id><published>2005-04-24T23:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T23:54:43.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SpaceMeat Is Soylent Green!</title><content type='html'>So... I am sick... and totally not feeling good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read an article in the &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/"&gt;NYTimes&lt;/a&gt; today about how watching T.V. really can make you smarter. The complex storylines woven in some of todays best T.V. can make people more cognitive. The person who wrote the article suggested that T.V. be rated by how much it makes viewers think. Some shows are informational, but don't really make you think. Neat stuff, all in all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;I really should have had more to say... but I am awfully listless when sick... I just lose interest in everything... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111440488309083572?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111440488309083572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111440488309083572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111440488309083572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111440488309083572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/04/spacemeat-is-soylent-green.html' title='SpaceMeat Is Soylent Green!'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111438917341852470</id><published>2005-04-24T19:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T19:32:53.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lamblasted</title><content type='html'>I am so confused. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;I just don't understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111438917341852470?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111438917341852470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111438917341852470' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111438917341852470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111438917341852470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/04/lamblasted.html' title='Lamblasted'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111436610047830711</id><published>2005-04-24T12:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T13:59:01.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>E-mail the Pope!</title><content type='html'>Send the Pope an e-mail! Telling him to excommunicate France! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email him in English! &lt;a href="mailto:benedictxvi@vatican.va"&gt;benedictxvi@vatican.va&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email him in Italian! &lt;a href="mailto:benedettoxvi@vatican.va"&gt;benedettoxvi@vatican.va&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;I don't agree with the Catholic Church, or its ways, but I do believe that the Pope could do a lot of good for the world morally. OR He could do a lot of bad. It isn't easy being Pope, I should know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://spacepope.com"&gt;Space Pope&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111436610047830711?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111436610047830711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111436610047830711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111436610047830711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111436610047830711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/04/e-mail-pope.html' title='E-mail the Pope!'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111436417564075858</id><published>2005-04-24T11:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T13:15:35.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm Blogging This"</title><content type='html'>I discovered &lt;a href="http://scholar.google.com/"&gt;Google Scholar&lt;/a&gt; today! Its a very interesting to search with. You find all sorts of documents you might not every find otherwise. Like I searched blogging, and found a dearth of articles. I just finished reading an article from some students at &lt;a href="http://www.stanford.edu/"&gt;Standford&lt;/a&gt;. They wrote on blogging. It was kind of stimulating, but not really. They spoke about blogs as a place for "thinking while writing" and such. *sigh* Yeah, only kind of interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to read the rest of my rant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Oh! I just found the &lt;a href="http://www.visualthesaurus.com/"&gt;Visual Thesaurus!&lt;/a&gt; I have seen this before but never played with it. It looks wonderful! I saw it once, years ago on &lt;a href="http://leoville.com/blog/index.php/TLR/comments/the-revenge-of-the-bleep/"&gt;TSS&lt;/a&gt;. I miss those guys. I haven't downloaded the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Podcast"&gt;podcast&lt;/a&gt;, but I might. Since its done in podcasting, I don't know if I want to sit and listen to half an hour of audio. &lt;a href="http://emotioneric.com/emotionfill/horror.html"&gt;Maybe I will though. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like my paragraphs are getting smaller and smaller. The more I write the more I feel like spacing my text dramatically. I keep putting less and less sentences together. I don't know why. I can't explain. I think it might have something to do with seeing so many posts from people who don't know that they can start new paragraphs. I am sure you have all seen them. People do it all the time. Especially at &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/Default.aspx?"&gt;Xanga.com&lt;/a&gt;. I feel that Xanga has a lower quality blog out put than Blogger. I think its bloggers just tend to be younger at Xanga. And the web design skills displayed there continually appall me. Ughh... The neon frame designs kill my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I think about places like &lt;a href="http://www.sixapart.com/movabletype/"&gt;Movable Type&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://myspace.com/"&gt;My Space&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/"&gt;livejournal&lt;/a&gt;. I guess its great that there are so many options, but sometimes I feel like the different flavors detract from the blogging atmosphere. Take my space for instance, it really just seems like a social network instead of a blogging tool. Which very well maybe what it is... In the end good blogging comes down to the individual person. How much time and effort he puts into it. I don't care if you write well, as long as you put effort into your posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... Well...  I think that's it for this ramble folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111436417564075858?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111436417564075858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111436417564075858' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111436417564075858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111436417564075858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-blogging-this.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m Blogging This&quot;'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111419423757651232</id><published>2005-04-22T13:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T13:23:57.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger... I hate you</title><content type='html'>Ok... Blogger hasn't been working at all today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the blogs powered by it seem sluggish and slow to upload, if they do at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111419423757651232?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111419423757651232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111419423757651232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111419423757651232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111419423757651232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/04/blogger-i-hate-you.html' title='Blogger... I hate you'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111419411133858446</id><published>2005-04-22T13:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T13:53:05.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting "chewed out"</title><content type='html'>Ok... So I left the computer on up stairs, and I totally got chewed out for it. Which is ironic in away because BigZ was supposed to be there so people could be up there. But I am glad that I got chewed out and not him. I would have felt bad if he got chewed out. Although I was pretty certain that the announcement team was going to use the computer to edit a video for Wednesday. But whatever... I guess I take the blame for this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111419411133858446?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111419411133858446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111419411133858446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111419411133858446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111419411133858446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/04/getting-chewed-out.html' title='Getting &quot;chewed out&quot;'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111415131924691062</id><published>2005-04-21T22:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T01:29:59.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging  the Art, Blogging the Style</title><content type='html'>I feel that Blogging, in a sense, is an artform. A beautiful artform that can yield equally beautiful results. Some people have wonderful blogs, that are unique and special in their own sense. Built with love and care, long hours poured into making them something worth while. And on the other end of the scale there are blogs into which no time or thought has been spent. Poorly written posts bluntly making points about this or that. Written as though words were a cudgel and not a sword.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Click below to continue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging does not come easily to all. Some need a great deal of practice to make something worth reading. For others it flows easily, going from their mind to the screen as though they were linked. Some need to look high and low to find something to post on. But for others its as though they have to hold back some of what they have, lest they never stop writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best blog of all maybe the one that is done for joy, and not for greed. Some writers enjoy plying their trade, writing about this or that of interest. Their cheer making the posts almost come alive in their hands. Others plot to make easy money from blogging. Quickly spitting out posts, hoping for money to come just as quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But however a person blogs, they shouldn't worry about what others think of it. If you are writing just for money, be proud of your entrepreneurship. If you write for the sake of writing, good for you! Be proud of what you have written!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In the end, it still comes down to the blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111415131924691062?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111415131924691062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111415131924691062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111415131924691062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111415131924691062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/04/blogging-art-blogging-style.html' title='Blogging  the Art, Blogging the Style'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111406097828422806</id><published>2005-04-21T00:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T00:32:18.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Expandable Posting?</title><content type='html'>Hello! I think that I have made my posts expandable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which I hope will make my blog much more professional looking. Not that it really matters because no one reads it. But it will still be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So About the Church blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking that the easiest way to make the church blog real would be to just start making it! I would like to have two sidebars, one on the right, and another on the left. The one on the right having Links and such, the one on the left having pertinent information. It would be really easy to add video to it and sound. Podcasting might even be an option, all though I doubt the real use for it. Pictures of course would be a breeze. I would like to add permalinks in the left hand sidebar for information on the worship team and upcoming events. I guess I would like the template to be pretty simple, nothing to complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I would like to add links to other blogs or not. Probably not, even though on some level I would love for my blog and my friends blogs to be linked to it. But there really isn't anything that you can do about it, they just can't be there. It wouldn't be right in some sense. I shouldn't gain from something I did out of charity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111406097828422806?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111406097828422806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111406097828422806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111406097828422806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111406097828422806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/04/expandable-posting.html' title='Expandable Posting?'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111369136595353091</id><published>2005-04-16T17:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T17:42:45.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You Vlog!</title><content type='html'>OK, here it goes. Lets follow my crazy trail to learn about vlogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So first, you are going to want to get an account at &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/"&gt;Flickr&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;PhotoBucket&lt;/a&gt;. I am using PhotoBucket. I just like that company more. Then you will need to upload a picture to your account. This picture should be of whatever your going to vlog about. As you can see in my previous post I used a picture of Bishop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you will want to get an account from &lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/"&gt;Internet Archive&lt;/a&gt;. And then you will need to &lt;a href="http://mirrors.creativecommons.org/software/publisher/"&gt;Download&lt;/a&gt; the &lt;a href="http://creativecommons.org/learnmore"&gt;CreativeCommons&lt;/a&gt; Uploader. After you install the Uploader, you should run it and follow its step by step instructions. That will upload it to the Internet Archive, which in turn will process it. The process they run it through can take some time, but it shouldn't to long. Mine was processed in a couple of hours, but I assume it can take longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you upload it, you should get its URL and the URL for your picture. Then you should put &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/verdi/4540985/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; bit of code in your Post to make it a picture you can click on like mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not really into hand holding so its not very in depth, but if you want some help, feel free to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111369136595353091?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111369136595353091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111369136595353091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111369136595353091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111369136595353091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/04/you-vlog.html' title='You Vlog!'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111360933129000192</id><published>2005-04-15T18:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T17:04:58.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I vlog!</title><content type='html'>K! So Check it! I finally VLOG! It took me a while. Like 3 days of actual work, but its fun! K, so watch it now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/BishopSmile/Bishop_Smile.MPG"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y139/vermin1000/BabyBishop.jpg" alt="Baby Bishop" height="260" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click the picture for the video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will explain all about how I did it in the next post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111360933129000192?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111360933129000192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111360933129000192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111360933129000192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111360933129000192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-vlog.html' title='I vlog!'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111354155821290297</id><published>2005-04-15T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T00:05:58.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dying Christian to his Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  VITAL spark of heav'nly flame!&lt;br /&gt;     Quit, O quit this mortal frame:&lt;br /&gt;     Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying,&lt;br /&gt;     O the pain, the bliss of dying!&lt;br /&gt; Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife,&lt;br /&gt; And let me languish into life.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;      Hark! they whisper; angels say,&lt;br /&gt;    Sister Spirit, come away!&lt;br /&gt;    What is this absorbs me quite?&lt;br /&gt;    Steals my senses, shuts my sight,&lt;br /&gt;Drowns my spirits, draws my breath?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, my soul, can this be death?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;  The world recedes; it disappears!&lt;br /&gt;Heav'n opens on my eyes! my ears&lt;br /&gt;    With sounds seraphic ring!&lt;br /&gt;Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly!&lt;br /&gt;O Grave! where is thy victory?&lt;br /&gt;    O Death! where is thy sting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;By &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Alexander Pope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That is my favorite poem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111354155821290297?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111354155821290297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111354155821290297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111354155821290297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111354155821290297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/04/dying-christian-to-his-soul.html' title='The Dying Christian to his Soul'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111353936990909370</id><published>2005-04-14T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T23:29:29.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish I had...</title><content type='html'>So... You all know that I am a tad net savy. Which always makes me want to be a bit more. I really wish I could register my own domain. So I could have my own site. However, I don't really know how. I suspect that no matter how one does it though, you need 3 things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Money&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;A server&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;A constant Connection&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; Which aren't huge deals. I also wish I had a server so I could video log. And I could server music to myself, no matter where I was. That would be fun. Not to mention that with a constant connection I could server my own files for everything. I could use FTP or what not to server my own photos and video. It would be fun. Or at least I would have fun. Yeah yeah, oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111353936990909370?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111353936990909370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111353936990909370' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111353936990909370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111353936990909370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/04/wish-i-had.html' title='Wish I had...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111353187069819797</id><published>2005-04-14T20:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T22:09:32.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>But wait, theres more!</title><content type='html'>K... So I found 2 good file hosts. One is &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/"&gt;TinyPic&lt;/a&gt;, and the other is &lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/"&gt;RapidShare&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also going to check out &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/"&gt;Flickr &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;PhotoBucket &lt;/a&gt;more. I might like doing things this way better than I like &lt;a href="http://hello.com/"&gt;Hello&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a pic from TinyPic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 412px; height: 305px;" src="http://tinypic.com/4h87iw" alt="Image hosted by TinyPic.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is pretty Nice! I wish that I could type around it more though... Like all the way around it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They shrink down all the pics you post with them. The one I have featured above started as about 900 kilobytes, now it is about 90 kilobytes. I don't know how long the keep them, they really don't say. But thats ok, since nobody will see this after a week. The maximum image "size" is 250, but even with such large file sizes they can get 4,ooo pics per gigabyte. But judging from how far down they shrunk my pic, they could be getting upwards of 10,000. Pretty sweet deal. I think that I like them even more than RapidShare. I will check out PhotoBucket and see how they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am going to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111353187069819797?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111353187069819797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111353187069819797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111353187069819797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111353187069819797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/04/but-wait-theres-more.html' title='But wait, theres more!'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111345981321914104</id><published>2005-04-14T01:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T01:23:33.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I just wanna give up...</title><content type='html'>... and thats the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't easy to see the bright side all the time. So when I look to the darkside, its pitch black. No light shines through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somedays I want so much to not have to fight anymore... Somedays I just want to lie down and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111345981321914104?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111345981321914104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111345981321914104' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111345981321914104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111345981321914104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/04/sometimes-i-just-wanna-give-up.html' title='Sometimes I just wanna give up...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111343121719154370</id><published>2005-04-13T17:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T17:41:14.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If it all worked right...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/1257170/Bishop_Smile.MPG.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Should be a link to a download for a movie of baby Bishop... idk though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out though... I am going to continue looking for free server space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Update*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... It does work! Its not fantastic, but it works. I realize what I uploaded is also of a pretty poor quality. But thats ok, it proves that it can be done. haha... I am almost tempted to spend money and get a real quality file host. Oh well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111343121719154370?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111343121719154370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111343121719154370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111343121719154370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111343121719154370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/04/if-it-all-worked-right_13.html' title='If it all worked right...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111342503883098852</id><published>2005-04-13T11:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T15:43:58.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggies!</title><content type='html'>I was just reading about this years &lt;a href="http://www.fairvue.com/bloggies/"&gt;Bloggies&lt;/a&gt;. Kind of interesting who won. I know that its been a long time since they happened, but still interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this &lt;a href="http://www.pirated-sites.com/"&gt;site &lt;/a&gt;out, its all about pirated web design. Pretty funny really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;haha, I just heard an awesome quote!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"that's like lemmings telling you that you have a problem with peer pressure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Owww... My toe really hurts, I stubbed it really bad on the secretary. I was going to go vacuum but now that my toe hurts so bad, I would rather not. Oh Well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have all of you downloaded StumbleUpon yet? Well, you had better, because it sure can be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so scary... Its as if &lt;a href="http://www.pwned.nl/ayb/"&gt;"All My Base Do Belong To Them!"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I suppose I should stop surfing the net and talk with you. Interesting as it is to go where I have been, I know you would rather know what's on my mind, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I can handle that. So... My Girlfriend has decided now that she is going to masters. Which is kind of sudden and new. I am a little bit disappointed, I will admit. She had been saying that she was going to move to Duluth and go to LSC. Which would have been nice. Instead she will be gone for 9 months to Master's commission in Dallas, Texas. But we can hack it, I guess. But only because we have to. In some ways I think that it will be good for us. But I am guessing that we are going to have to fall in love all over again, do to the drastic changes in our lives. Not that we won't be in love with each other while we are apart, its just that we won't be the same people we were when she left. But that is life, and I am confident in my God that he will see me through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah, oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Big Z and I seem to have large differing opinions about Christian music. I guess I stand strongly for edification in music. I question some of the mainstream Christian music that I listen to, and its what everyone listens to. Some of the songs about girls and stuff. They are seemingly pointless. I really dislike the ones involving break ups. My favorite band is one that I question strongest. I really like the music but at the same time it seems like it can be very bitter and angry. Sigh... Its not an easy thing to think about. Rejecting your favorite band on the principle that its not edifying. I will be continually thinking about this until I reach my answer. Of course this all brings to light video games... Should I really be playing them? I guess I don't think about these things enough. I should examine in what spirit I am playing these games. How do they effect me? Do the have a tendency to make me sin? Do they draw me towards things they shouldn't? What about the books I read?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... Its sad that some Christians think that they shouldn't even ask these questions. Some just assume that whatever desire they have comes from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Shakes Head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... About time for introspection again, both Bobbie and I have been feeling that. Rightio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going for a bike ride. Its a beautiful day out, and I will bring you my camera, hopefully I will have something to show you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111342503883098852?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111342503883098852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111342503883098852' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111342503883098852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111342503883098852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/04/bloggies.html' title='Bloggies!'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111335468125658410</id><published>2005-04-12T19:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T20:11:21.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls just want guys with skills...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;...Blogging skills...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Hey Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    One thing I wish Blogger had was the ability to tab in. I mean seriously, how hard could that be? Oh well, Blogger does a good job, and I am hoping that they will keep up the good work. I wish that the status bar would come back up too... I really wish I knew how many words/posts I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Yeah Yeah YEAAAAAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K... well.. I am bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111335468125658410?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111335468125658410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111335468125658410' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111335468125658410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111335468125658410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/04/girls-just-want-guys-with-skills.html' title='Girls just want guys with skills...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111307464929658047</id><published>2005-04-09T14:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T14:24:09.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow... Some days I am depressed.</title><content type='html'>Not today though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I have an account over at &lt;a href="http://deviantart.com"&gt;DeviantART &lt;/a&gt;right? Well, I was reading what I had written a long time ago, and some of it was scary depressing. Like serious talk about suicide. No mamsy pambsy talk. Just straight up admission that I wanted to die. Decently good writting, but really scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posted a couple of pictures there, not half bad ones either. Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I really need to sit down and finish my template.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111307464929658047?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111307464929658047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111307464929658047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111307464929658047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111307464929658047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/04/wow-some-days-i-am-depressed.html' title='Wow... Some days I am depressed.'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111306884697721608</id><published>2005-04-09T12:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T12:47:26.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Comment code...</title><content type='html'>K, so check this out. I have been writting my own template right? Right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which mean everything is less than beautiful, but it still functions. No comments. Why no comments you ask? Because I think that there is something wrong with the divsions I am using. I don't know how to fix it yet. I know how to make a link to the post page, but I want something a little more elegant than that. Well... maybe I will stick it on anyways. K...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111306884697721608?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111306884697721608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111306884697721608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111306884697721608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111306884697721608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/04/comment-code.html' title='Comment code...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111306717768208429</id><published>2005-04-09T12:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T12:19:37.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You guessed it!</title><content type='html'>I'm doing my own template!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K... well... right now I have all the functional code it. Next is the pretty graphical design!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111306717768208429?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111306717768208429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111306717768208429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111306717768208429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111306717768208429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/04/you-guessed-it.html' title='You guessed it!'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111306372257454977</id><published>2005-04-09T11:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T11:22:02.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vlogging, now and again...</title><content type='html'>Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I still haven't changed my template, I know. But soon, I promise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, 2 totally cool links for ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;a href="http://Torrentocracy.com"&gt;Torrentocracy&lt;/a&gt;! It sounds so cool! That is exactly the sort of thing the internet needs. Pure personal content, with the ability to broadcast anywhere. So Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other one is... &lt;a href="http://www.mythtv.org/index.php"&gt;MythTv&lt;/a&gt;! I haven't decided if its legal yet. I think it must be... But the name "Myth" has been linked to some other not so legal activities. Anywhoo, its all pretty neat stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111306372257454977?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111306372257454977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111306372257454977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111306372257454977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111306372257454977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/04/vlogging-now-and-again.html' title='Vlogging, now and again...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111282186836280806</id><published>2005-04-06T16:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T16:11:08.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Somtimes</title><content type='html'>I hate having such a public blog. I can't post all my feelings and thoughts here anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know no one can comment right now, but I know some of you still read it. I am going to get right on that comment thing, soon. Check out my other blogs in the mean time. I have 5 of them. Especially check out &lt;a href="http://huzzahandwelcome.blogspot.com"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you all later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111282186836280806?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111282186836280806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111282186836280806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111282186836280806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111282186836280806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/04/somtimes.html' title='Somtimes'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111276640160143758</id><published>2005-04-06T00:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T01:04:42.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am never Giving Up</title><content type='html'>Never post out of anger and frustration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111276640160143758?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111276640160143758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111276640160143758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111276640160143758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111276640160143758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-am-never-giving-up.html' title='I am never Giving Up'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111258322128476610</id><published>2005-04-03T21:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T21:53:41.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wha...</title><content type='html'>Huzzah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh... I feel gross... I think I ate to much. We had a chicken dinner at church tonight, and I had just a little bit to much chicken or something, because I haven't felt good since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to talk to my girl, but she isn't home... I hope she gets home soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111258322128476610?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111258322128476610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111258322128476610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111258322128476610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111258322128476610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/04/wha.html' title='Wha...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111239917979351966</id><published>2005-04-01T17:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T17:46:19.793-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Google, I LOVE YOU!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so check this out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only is Google a really useful search engine, that is totally helpful. They also own Blogger, which is another sweet free service. Oh, and lets not forget Gmail, which is a "TEH" rockin' awesome email service, better than yahoo or hotmail. Boy, and just when I thought that they couldn't get any better the come out with &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/googlegulp/"&gt;Google Gulp&lt;/a&gt;! Google... I just wanted to say I love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the privacy policy at the bottom... That rocks. Google you made me laugh today. I usually don't like companys that are bigger, but  boy oh boy, I can't wait to see you when your done growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111239917979351966?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111239917979351966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111239917979351966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111239917979351966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111239917979351966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/04/google-i-love-you.html' title='Google, I LOVE YOU!'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111230193847469946</id><published>2005-03-31T14:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T14:45:38.476-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The other old Hiaku</title><content type='html'>Beautiful Rose&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rose has petals&lt;br /&gt;So much beauty can you see&lt;br /&gt;Petals fall from the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111230193847469946?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111230193847469946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111230193847469946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111230193847469946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111230193847469946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/03/other-old-hiaku.html' title='The other old Hiaku'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111230066540497164</id><published>2005-03-31T14:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T14:24:25.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just thinking...</title><content type='html'>This is a Hiaku that I wrote once...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked it, so I am posting agian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="posts" class="data"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr id="snippet-focused" class="snippet"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;         &lt;p&gt; Epic Hero&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind blowing swift&lt;br /&gt;Epic Hero Travels on&lt;br /&gt;Carrying his dream far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111230066540497164?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111230066540497164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111230066540497164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111230066540497164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111230066540497164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/03/just-thinking.html' title='Just thinking...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111229709742761127</id><published>2005-03-31T13:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T13:24:57.426-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am using Zoundry...</title><content type='html'> &lt;div&gt;Hey all...&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;I am just trying out Zoundry, because I heard that it was good. However, it doesn't seem very nice, so I probably won't be using it. Blogger offers the same features... So why change and start using this?&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Yeah, whatever...&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Chau&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111229709742761127?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111229709742761127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111229709742761127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111229709742761127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111229709742761127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-am-using-zoundry.html' title='I am using Zoundry...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111229625225132133</id><published>2005-03-31T13:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T13:10:52.253-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want &lt;a href="http://www.artomat.org/home.html"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt;! Why can't we have &lt;a href="http://www.artomat.org/artists.html"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Art *O* Mat looks so cool. I want to buy art from it... But there aren't any in Minnesota, the nearest is in Wisconsin. Those poops...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobbie is unhappy with my internet habits, she thinks it useless... Just a waste of time. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I am off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111229625225132133?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111229625225132133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111229625225132133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111229625225132133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111229625225132133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-want-one-why-cant-we-have-one-art-o.html' title=''/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111225981146946144</id><published>2005-03-31T02:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T03:03:31.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you think...</title><content type='html'>That the blogger staff has every read my blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its kind of an interesting thought, that the staff could have read your blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would guess that maybe once they have, but then again, almost certainly not. I imagine that they only go to ones that have lots of links attached to them, or that get a lot of traffics. But I guess I don't really know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright Alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. &lt;a href="http://homepage.mac.com/ravasthi/blog_templates/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;! This is where I got this template, there are several other nice ones, which I would recommend using.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111225981146946144?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111225981146946144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111225981146946144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111225981146946144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111225981146946144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/03/do-you-think.html' title='Do you think...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111225866074705101</id><published>2005-03-31T02:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T02:44:20.746-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bumbling</title><content type='html'>Sweetah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fixed the comments, but only after bumbling through the poorly written comment code of this template. It was really tiring. But it was worth it, because I really like this template. In the end, I decided to take a great portion of the comment code from a different template to fix my template. It actually worked pretty slick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger has &lt;a href="http://help.blogger.com/bin/answer.py?answer=791"&gt;issues&lt;/a&gt;. I really wish that they would fix the status problems, because I would love to know my status... But, I don't want to whine, because this service is free, and they are doing a decent job. I love them despite their flaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK! I am going to bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111225866074705101?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111225866074705101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111225866074705101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111225866074705101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111225866074705101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/03/bumbling.html' title='Bumbling'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111220809815484169</id><published>2005-03-30T12:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T12:41:38.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments...</title><content type='html'>Hey All...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed the template and now the comments don't work. I am so disapointed too... Such a cool template too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know how to fix it, please tell me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111220809815484169?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111220809815484169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111220809815484169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111220809815484169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111220809815484169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/03/comments.html' title='Comments...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111213236708243399</id><published>2005-03-29T15:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T15:39:27.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What? Shut Up Matt!</title><content type='html'>Huzzah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Oh! Here is one more linky! &lt;a href="http://www.cia.gov/cia/publications/factbook/geos/iz.html"&gt;The CIA World FactBook&lt;/a&gt;. Its really nice. I have enjoyed my browsing through it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Did you hear that &lt;a href="http://www.reuters.com/newsArticle.jhtml?type=topNews&amp;storyID=8013154"&gt;Sony got sued&lt;/a&gt;, and has been ordered to halt sales of the playstation2, based upon the controller vibrations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to post a bunch of stuff here for Big Z, but I didn't... I guess I got bored or something... MATT! Don't forget their is a spell checker... And don't forget to start a second paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111213236708243399?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111213236708243399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111213236708243399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111213236708243399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111213236708243399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/03/what-shut-up-matt.html' title='What? Shut Up Matt!'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111213117020803135</id><published>2005-03-29T14:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T15:19:30.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You ever get that feeling like your being hacked?</title><content type='html'>Huzzah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So FireFox was maxing out system resources for like 5 mininutes. It was crazy. And not enjoyable at all. I guess I should run Norton and see if he has anything to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new SBemail about pants? Pretty funny! One of these days I am totally writting in about StrongDad. I wanna know! I wanna know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;LINKAGE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a cool web site:&lt;a href="http://www.netdisaster.com/"&gt; Net Disaster!&lt;/a&gt; I am sure we all know a website that we would love to abuse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IGN anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also read about a interesting publication called "&lt;a href="http://blackbookmag.com"&gt;BlackBook&lt;/a&gt;"Its a magazine that writes on blogging and such. Kind of neat, but I really am not fond of their website...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow... &lt;a href="http://healingiraq.blogspot.com/"&gt;Here is a blog&lt;/a&gt; that I could read everyday! Very well written, and it has the inside scoop on things. Really a sad story that they wrote about. I wish things like that didn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The Governor literally appointed Sadr's office as judge, witness and law-enforcer. We might even say that the Sadrists were in fact &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rewarded&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; for their vile act. What would the Ministry of Higher Education say about this? Or the Ministry of Interior? Or our ludicrous Human Rights Ministry, which only seems interested in what kind of cookies Saddam is having with his tea, or in Ali Hassan Majid's nocturnal toilet activities."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... That was my short thought of the day. No, nothing original, but all interesting things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobbie was up for the weekend. We had fun just hanging out, it seems like no matter how much time we get together, its not enough. I can't wait until she can move down here for college. That will be the best, being able to see here decently often.  YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111213117020803135?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111213117020803135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111213117020803135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111213117020803135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111213117020803135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/03/you-ever-get-that-feeling-like-your.html' title='You ever get that feeling like your being hacked?'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111160764108898952</id><published>2005-03-23T13:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T13:54:01.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/83/940/1024/DSC02090.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/83/940/400/DSC02090.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went SnowShoeing today, it was pretty fun. Checking out pretty country is always fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111160764108898952?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111160764108898952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111160764108898952' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111160764108898952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111160764108898952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-went-snowshoeing-today-it-was-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111133616389072715</id><published>2005-03-20T10:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T10:29:23.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wha Wha Whaaaa!</title><content type='html'>The called conference "teh" rocked. It totally rocked. It rocked my socks off. It was "teh" rockin' Awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright Alright! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. But I have to go take a shower and go to Church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111133616389072715?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111133616389072715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111133616389072715' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111133616389072715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111133616389072715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/03/wha-wha-whaaaa_20.html' title='Wha Wha Whaaaa!'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111117243933636157</id><published>2005-03-18T11:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T13:06:26.150-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Learn...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Huzzah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;" class="technoratitag"  &gt;Tagged: &lt;a href="http://www.technorati.com/tags/Personal" rel="tag"&gt;Personal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just reading &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fisking"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. I love that site. And others like it. Hacker dictionaries fascinate me to no end. Such a wonderful subculture. Of course I can only ethically agree with white hats, I still like the culture as a whole. Although I detest script kiddies, and can't believe that some people consider them hackers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might start tagging my posts. Just for fun. I don't know if I did it right, I am pretty sure I did. I am using the TUT put out by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/6613416"&gt;Improbulus&lt;/a&gt;, and Book Marklet?( is that what its called?) put out by &lt;a href="http://oddiophile.com/"&gt;OddioPhile&lt;/a&gt;. Good stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it works...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111117243933636157?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111117243933636157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111117243933636157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111117243933636157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111117243933636157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-learn.html' title='I Learn...'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041574.post-111110439124543261</id><published>2005-03-17T17:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T18:06:31.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking News!</title><content type='html'>Hey all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I might as well post what is new and happening in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another crazy thing sold on &lt;a href="http://www.webwasteland.com/time-machine.htm"&gt;ebay&lt;/a&gt;! You have to love the madness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man finally creats a &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/sci/tech/4357613.stm"&gt;"Black Hole"&lt;/a&gt; Its pretty interesting actually, who would have thought that it would happen in my lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...  Thats my short update for now. Just what I thought was interesting. I suppose most of you have already seen these links. Enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I really should link more. Its the kind thing to do. Spread the love and all that jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people put links in their paragraphs all over the place. Me? I don't tend to, as I am an isoblogger. I should be more of an extra-linkerblogger. Isn't that what its called. I don't remember. Well, whatever it is, you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading about this nifty trick where you Span the first couple of words in your pargraphs, and it looked pretty nice. But you know me, I am to under motivated to add to my blog. Unless I really get going at it, nothing happens. If I were to be that motivated I would get a different template again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am off to the play, wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, saying goodbye for the 7th time... Yeah, I totally live in Minnesota. And thats why its a Minnesota goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041574-111110439124543261?l=myfirstwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/feeds/111110439124543261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041574&amp;postID=111110439124543261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111110439124543261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041574/posts/default/111110439124543261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfirstwords.blogspot.com/2005/03/breaking-news.html' title='Breaking News!'/><author><name>East</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01807616699311641412</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
