<?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-5818397</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:17:17.098-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the death of september</title><subtitle type='html'>hey it's dave</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</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>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-107094372686517800</id><published>2003-12-08T22:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T22:23:14.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>livejournal from here on out folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~evil_in_bloom"&gt; my new blog!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-107094372686517800?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/107094372686517800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/107094372686517800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107094372686517800' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-107071798992078284</id><published>2003-12-06T07:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T07:40:31.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im personally getting a little tired of people without spines. i mean. jesus fucking christ. if you are going to try to make contact with me. at least have the guts to leave your name, ESPECIALLY if you are going to attack me or my views or my friends or my friends' views (blank). and if you are going to go repeat personal things about my life, i suggest you just slit your own throat, it will hurt a lot less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrrr. i dont like being hostile. on a happier note. skatin'! yeah! i took my crappy skillz to a 3 stair. haha. people who are good at skating are probably like "oh man this guy sucks" but ya know what!? gosh darnit, im happy about it. :-). Emmis was sick from school yesterday so i hope she feels better. i still need to give joe my cell number. i want more time to spend with amy! &lt;3. we hung out yesterday for a while and i missed her a lot. we have been sick on and off and stuff so we havent had a chance to really spend a whole day together in a while. it was so cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo. a couple days ago i hung out with jason a couple times. he is one cool mamma jamma. we bought a gameboy advance game. Taiketsu (its dragonball z). its fun. but i think all the games are fun just cuz i like the show... because i am a lame dork-ass biotch. huh? whats that? you wanna go? bring it on!? anywho. im looking forward to more encounters with this fine stud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also hung out with my buddies joe and josh the other day. we wents skatins. thats actually when we did the three stair. they are really good for just starting to skate. i was trying to get timbo to join us. because i miss skating with that stud. but today we are due to skate. i hope plans work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what happens when you dont update for a while. take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-107071798992078284?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/107071798992078284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/107071798992078284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107071798992078284' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-107041096938478799</id><published>2003-12-02T18:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-02T18:23:27.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there are people that should die. i can only think of two right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-107041096938478799?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/107041096938478799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/107041096938478799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107041096938478799' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106995588394596660</id><published>2003-11-27T11:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T11:58:36.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just posted a comment about abortion on Joannah's lj. i hope people dont hate me too bad. lol. man i want a new skate video. im feeling a lot better now. amy visited me a lot. she makes me feel really special. i was realllly sick. it sucked so bad, but amy made it better. went to the doctor. now i have this strange lump on my neck! intense. i hope it goes away. i cant wait to skate again but its getting cold so i need to do it soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to make a skate video really bad too. so if ur interested in taking part, leave a comment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to granny's for thanksgiving. should be a superb day. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106995588394596660?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106995588394596660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106995588394596660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106995588394596660' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106946136118342135</id><published>2003-11-21T18:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T18:36:27.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sick today again. gah. jason got a new computer. i cant wait to see it but i have this lousy fever. grrrrrrr! i want to get better, well, time for medicine. later. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106946136118342135?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106946136118342135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106946136118342135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106946136118342135' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106929282120387051</id><published>2003-11-19T19:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T19:47:25.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sick today. tra la la. i hate being sick. but its so relaxing. if only the pain wasnt there. cant wait to get my homework i missed!!!... take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106929282120387051?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106929282120387051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106929282120387051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106929282120387051' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106891189522933335</id><published>2003-11-15T09:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T09:58:36.263-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well im back. so the school week was cool. i saw amy like every day!!! :-). hehe. it rocked. since my memory is poop i will talk about just last night. so i hung out with amy and we went up to the mall for some pizza and emmis. we had a lot of fun. we went to the candy store and got some gummy bears too. then we came back and watched Haggard. that movie is sooo funny!!! i like it a lot. then we went to amy's and were so tired. so i ended up getting home a whole five minutes sooner than usual. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my lip busted open in school a day ago or so. hit a wall in gym class. wow. that sucked. also made plans to hang out with josh today. probably for some game-playin and whatnot. we are going for grip tape on his deck in a little bit. i will hopefully get to see amy a bit tonight before i chill with josh. &lt;br /&gt;im off, take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106891189522933335?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106891189522933335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106891189522933335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106891189522933335' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106850735582760461</id><published>2003-11-10T17:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T17:35:53.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went skating with timbo and timmy a little earlier. im really tired. i have been moving non-stop all weekend. i think im going to take a nice long nap. nice long nap. nice long nap. i like when you are tired how things tend to echo. i cant wait until tonight though. i really want to see amy. - fact: mail needs to be faster - i need new shoes. mine right now have big holes. i think ill pick up a pair tonight when i go see amy. i would order some but mail is too slow. im going to sleep. but before i go. i hung out with amy emmis and joe last night. they are soo cool!!! joe is a good man. well, take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106850735582760461?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106850735582760461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106850735582760461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106850735582760461' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106839101759095393</id><published>2003-11-09T09:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T09:16:55.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first of all. roselle. super kick ass FREE skate park. i liked it a lot. i went there with timbo and timmy yesterday morning and we ripped it up! - fact: i suck - we also hit up the town square by the library. i didnt know it was such a good spot. now i know where to go :-). i have been playing tony hawk 4 a lot too. that game is amazingly fun. i picked bam. he is a fine piece of skater. wow. alotta skaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaatin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i also went to 2 parties. well, not really "party" partys. but a birthday party and a get-together. lol. mikey had his bday party and i made an appearance it was fun. the people there were nice. the other party (get together) was at mr. klein's house. alex is the man. i should chill with him more often. we watched home-made halloween movies and a wierd punk thing. it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hung out with amy a lot too. FINALLY. since school came into play we haven't been able to hang out as much and it was sad, because i miss being with her a lot. to a sick level. so this week has been much helpful to my head. (did that make sense?) haha. amy and i are also being sucked back into video games. we watched finding nemo too. that is a cute movie. i liked marlin. he is a good daddy fish. we were going to play videogames with her sister heather... and with joe and emmis... but all plans fell through... not for long tho.&lt;br /&gt;take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106839101759095393?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106839101759095393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106839101759095393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106839101759095393' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106804280309488845</id><published>2003-11-05T08:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T08:33:21.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o snap! my birthday was super kick ass! it was on november 1st. i was super excited cuz i got to see amy. i went to her house and she surprised me with a cake and some presents!! :-). so then we chilled at her place for a bit and decided to eat cake with emma(since she helped make it). so we went to emma's aunts house and ate cake with her cousins. emmis surprised me with cool stuff too!! :-). so then amy and me leave and go back to my house for a short bit and i showed her my cool new digital camcorder i got. its soooooo awesome!! we sat and talked for a bit. amy is hillarious!! haha. so then we went back to her house and we fell asleep on her couch for a bit. i almost got in big trouble. haha. best birthday ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last few days have been cool. i went to my grandma's and me and sis watched The Ring. that movie creeps me out. ;-). and yesterday i hung out with amy. - fact: i count down hours until i get to see her, she makes life lovely - we hung out at my house. we played some mario kart. amy is good at games! sheeze. surprised me. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever met somebody that just cant make you mad? like no matter what they do it always seems to be ok. i think that i get mad sometimes. but i just dont let it show and i end up bottling it up. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i have been quite obsessed with this wrestling game. its sooooo addictive. i played hookey from school today. i think im going to go play it now... take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106804280309488845?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106804280309488845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106804280309488845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106804280309488845' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106757166553390301</id><published>2003-10-30T21:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T21:41:04.256-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o man. o man. AWESOME NIGHT. i went to the halloween dance for a little bit with jenny and vince. i saw a whole slew of cool people there! everyone was great! i took some super awesome pics and i wanna post them online! so i will get somewhere to host 'em and link to it. ill make sure to give the link when the pics are up. - fact: i can not breakdance -  i danced like a crayzee fool. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106757166553390301?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106757166553390301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106757166553390301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106757166553390301' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106756058026022672</id><published>2003-10-30T18:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T18:36:19.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its ok folks! im still alive. to those who wanted me dead, i laugh at you, then kick dust on your shoes! well. now that im done talking like people read this shit, hows about my day(s). i have a short term memory so i already forgot what i did 2 days ago. but yesterday amy came over after school and we hung out for a while. we went to the mall and met up with Mag D. - fact: Mag got her lip pierced!! it looks so kick ass. -  so then after the mall we ended up chilling out back at my house. it was cool. today was a good ol' school day. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106756058026022672?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106756058026022672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106756058026022672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106756058026022672' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106730416348804738</id><published>2003-10-27T19:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T19:22:42.836-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o man! viva la bam is a funnnnny show!!! i can't wait till next week. grrrr! tv has me again. it sucks that its so cold out tho. i suppose if it wasnt so shitty, i would be outside more. i need to skate with tim, lauren, and jessica before it gets all icey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i went to my grandma's house and stuff. crap! i just remembered that tomorrow i serve detention first period!!! nooooooooooooooooooooo! o well. at least my homework will get done... for once. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom bought waaaaaay too much candy for halloween. haha. take care.&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/5818397-106730416348804738?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106730416348804738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106730416348804738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106730416348804738' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106719847133479948</id><published>2003-10-26T14:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-26T14:01:11.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>going to granny's in a little bit. im so lazy... ooo. i made a couple new friends today online. lol. yay! ::dancing happy:: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand... u know what pisses me off a lot? http://www.skatestoppers.com . that website was made by people who know absolutely shit about what they are talking about. hey guys, instead of wasting money building bumps on your property... why not put the money towards making a free outdoor skatepark or something? grrr!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i should be getting ready. -fact: i &lt;3 amy- take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106719847133479948?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106719847133479948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106719847133479948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106719847133479948' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106718579998756954</id><published>2003-10-26T10:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-26T10:29:59.400-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i finally fully understand...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106718579998756954?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106718579998756954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106718579998756954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106718579998756954' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106718089659917144</id><published>2003-10-26T09:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-26T09:08:16.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hung out with amy and emmis last night! it was soooo fun. we need to hang out more. we went to steak and shake and saw danny there. i made a happy face out of pineapple. :-). then we went to dairy queen and saw b raff!! he is awesome. we played guitar when it was slow and talked about stuff. he made me this super cool extreme chocolate blizzard! mmmmm. good for the tummy. it was great! then after we said goodbyes amy had to be home so me and emmis went to krispy kreme and got a few donuts. O MAN. i also got this hawaii sugar!! lol. me and emmis downed a pack each. we couldnt decide what it tasted like. it had a hint of something. so then i dropped emmis off and went home. that is my night. this morning i called amy but she is at heather's competition. good luck heather! take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106718089659917144?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106718089659917144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106718089659917144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106718089659917144' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106712237784786817</id><published>2003-10-25T17:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-25T17:52:57.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just got home from some skating with timbo. found some really nice spots to skate at. maybe some tape-age will commence soon enough. i want to get a video editor though. that would totally kick ass. i want a cool camera too. that would help. but first i need the $$$. so work ahoy! we watched this cool skate video at his house before i left. i forgot the name of it... but it was sooooo cool!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad is currently destroying my room because my sister "needs" cable in her room. and the only way to get it there is... where? oooo. thats right... THROUGH MINE! :-(. so that is stinky. but it should be done soon... hopefully. gah.&lt;br /&gt;take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106712237784786817?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106712237784786817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106712237784786817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106712237784786817' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106704095502012362</id><published>2003-10-24T19:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T19:15:54.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this stinks so much. my parents wont let me leave the house cuz they are in chicago. i was supposed to chill with alex and mike. damnit damnit damnit. this sucks so bad. ok. im done now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my day was cool. magD gave me a delicious peanutbuttery cookie. :-). it was good. i really want to skate this weekend. i dont know with who tho. hopefully timbo. he is cool. - fact: i need to skate more - last time we skated these little 8th graders watched us and stuff. it was fun. ive also gained 5 pounds. i need to shed them. shed them like a fine cotton coat from the elusive sheep. so that starts tomorrow for real. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the perfect meal: Butter. Butter and babies.&lt;br /&gt;take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106704095502012362?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106704095502012362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106704095502012362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106704095502012362' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106686848275073579</id><published>2003-10-22T19:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T19:21:22.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>work was fun today. the little kids drew me a nice picture with leaves and autumn and stuff. and then they wanted to be funny so they drew me on my skateboard with blood all over. haha. my pain brings them smileys! so anyhow. mag D called while i was at work because she forgot that i work 3-6 everyday. bah. i wanted to go with to record breakers :-(. o well. theres always next week. i wonder what amy is up to. i forgot if she works today or not. -fact: i forgot things... a LOT!!! - i want summer back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tum tum hurts :-(. boo. maybe i should eat something containing nutrients. hah. ill probably end up taking a nap too. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106686848275073579?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106686848275073579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106686848275073579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106686848275073579' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106679265526189998</id><published>2003-10-21T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T22:17:35.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was average until amy came over. we hung out for a while. i really hate school. it prevents me from hanging out with people for long amounts of time. lisa is dying her hair black. i poked my fun. im also seriously considering getting my eyebrow pierced. maybe i shall. on a lighter note, i have realized that i need to stop eating sugar. everything i have eaten in the past 3 days has contained over 50% sugar. that is sick. much like im feeling now. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106679265526189998?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106679265526189998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106679265526189998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106679265526189998' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106669987484020169</id><published>2003-10-20T20:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T20:31:14.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was soooo uneventful. school. work. home. meineke. home. homwork/aol. ooooo. but i did break my ass skating with timbo yesterday!! that was sooo fun. i ran into joanna and matt at ace hardware. and my buddy frank at mcdonalds. and then timbo and me found this wicked spot on roselle to skate. ooooo man. i also saw ruben! he is still my skating guru. fuck yes. well. back to homework and chat. avril t-shirts are like 20 bucks. what the hell! take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106669987484020169?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106669987484020169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106669987484020169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106669987484020169' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106657342843562736</id><published>2003-10-19T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-19T09:23:48.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my sweet fucking god. my cell phone wouldnt ring because i had the option turned off. and now i feel stupid. i went to my cousin's bday party yesterday. it was pretty fun. we watched a dbz movie and my cousin whooped me in this baseball game 3 times. man i suck at videogames now. however, i still enjoy them. - fact: playstation2, while fun to play and quite possibly has the best games, is made like a piece of shit and breaks easy - damn you, sony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i baked amy a cake! we ate some of it too. i hope she really liked it and didnt just fake liking it to make me feel better. hehe. we watched "a walk to remember", amy said it was a sad movie... but damn... thats a &lt;b&gt;sad movie&lt;/b&gt;. ill be the man to admit it. it was cute thought. i liked it. amy also got pummeled by her little cousins while i was at my cousin's yesterday. coincidence? ;-/. haha. i tried calling her last night but emmis was over... and phone = rude... nuts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;timbo and i are to skate today. lets see how that works out. i hope we do. i want to skate today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have this wierd disease with shutting things. its obsessive compulsive. i always think doors are open, so i try and shut them... repeatedly. i can't help it either. like i try to re-shut doors without thinking about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive also realized that im not comfortable around some adults. like just talking to them. just men though. i dont feel "manly" enough. its odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, is anyone still reading this? take care.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106657342843562736?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106657342843562736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106657342843562736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106657342843562736' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106636733215450393</id><published>2003-10-17T00:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T00:08:52.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love you Amy!!! &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 (3 hearts for 3 months) ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106636733215450393?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106636733215450393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106636733215450393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106636733215450393' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106626025936006286</id><published>2003-10-15T18:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T18:24:19.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well i have been workin'. ooooo!!!! amy came over and we chilled at my crib! it was very excellent. even though amy is a jerk. ;-). whats the deal with girls not saying stuff about relationships. i mean, i bet guys do it too. but this one girl (girl x) and this one guy (guy x) had this little thing. well girl x likes guy x but girl x doesnt want to tell him because she thinks he doesnt like her back. but she is afraid that if she tells him it will ruin their friendship which is already on the fritz. man o man. i wish i could help. :-(. BOO YAH. PASTA STIR FRY! speaking of food, before i go, i got this banana shake from steak and shake. i HIGHLY recommend it! take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106626025936006286?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106626025936006286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106626025936006286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106626025936006286' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106608837510213814</id><published>2003-10-13T18:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T18:39:34.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i made a new pic for my blog!! i like it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106608837510213814?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106608837510213814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106608837510213814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106608837510213814' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106607727099023452</id><published>2003-10-13T15:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T15:34:30.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i just got back from running with sarah!! i had lots of fun! we talked and stuff and her mom came with her little bro. he swears. haha. then her mom was all like "im going to walk look after your bother!" but we werent done running yet so she went home and came back and just started walking. then we saw these ladies that sarah knew and they were like "awww sarah you are so tall now, how are you, hows your mom? we havent seen you in such a long time...etc." so when they were done talking sarah had to go and i came home. soooo tired. i might nap for an hour or so. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106607727099023452?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106607727099023452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106607727099023452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106607727099023452' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106606341458567786</id><published>2003-10-13T11:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T11:43:34.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday i was lazy all day. around 5 or so amy came over and we hung out. we havent had the chance to hang out since last week so it was cool. we watched the lion king and they forced a new song into the movie with bad computer editing! lol. after that we went back to amy's house and watched disney channel. i really hate having to leave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; sad news though. my deck broke the other day. timbo and i put the trucks on one of my old new decks. haha. so then we skated a bit in front of his house. and i think im going to put my old deck on my wall. the new one has already given me good luck. not sure whats going on for today.&lt;br /&gt;take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106606341458567786?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106606341458567786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106606341458567786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106606341458567786' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106598871381082989</id><published>2003-10-12T14:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T14:58:33.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES! new Blink 182 coming!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106598871381082989?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106598871381082989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106598871381082989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106598871381082989' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106593939401974970</id><published>2003-10-12T01:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T01:16:34.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i thought i'd put a poem up as one of my posts. i have been writing a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Under Grey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my heart dies in the shade&lt;br /&gt;All the leaves will turn grey&lt;br /&gt;And tumbling down to the ground&lt;br /&gt;Will block out the poison of sun&lt;br /&gt;Leaving the trees with outstretched claws&lt;br /&gt;Begging the sky for another chance&lt;br /&gt;Just like me, just like us&lt;br /&gt;Our roots will remain safe&lt;br /&gt;Under this blanket of dead skin&lt;br /&gt;Never to recieve a ray of false hope again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106593939401974970?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106593939401974970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106593939401974970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106593939401974970' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106585462512449947</id><published>2003-10-11T01:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-11T01:43:44.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh man! just got home from seeing Kill Bill. GREAT MOVIE. it was so violent and crazy. i went with aaron and jason. we met up with his buddies there but i didnt see chad. so. wow. yeah. that movie blew my mind. i recommend it. this afternoon/evening was cool because magD and JayRay came to pick me up. well, first magd. then we went to get jayray. then for burritos. stupid warm milkshakes!!! after that is when i met up with aaron and jason. the rest is history. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106585462512449947?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106585462512449947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106585462512449947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106585462512449947' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106581697867045003</id><published>2003-10-10T15:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-10T15:16:18.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its soooo nice out. beautiful. i think i am going to skate it up some before the weather gets too shitty. im off to skate!... in 10 minutes. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106581697867045003?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106581697867045003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106581697867045003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106581697867045003' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106573363315460860</id><published>2003-10-09T16:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-09T16:07:13.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some people. i just don't understand them. today was a pretty good day. CINNIMON ROLL BREAKFAST!!! soooooo good. ;-). the frosting is soooo sugary. mmmm. i ran into mike after school and we talked a bit. Liz's haircut is sooooo cool. it looks fantastic! it was strange seeing her wearing her hair down for once. haha! i think i might go skating for a bit. i'll call timbo... even though i think he is working. if not. i will find pplz. IM ME IF YOU WANT TO SKATE! haha. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106573363315460860?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106573363315460860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106573363315460860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106573363315460860' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106565966865184756</id><published>2003-10-08T19:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-08T19:34:28.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i managed to get out of college night!!! YESSSSSSSSSS. maybe to make my dad happy i will spend a little time doing college stuff on the net after my homework. i wonder what everyone is up to. i shall be online. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106565966865184756?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106565966865184756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106565966865184756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106565966865184756' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106563762014833340</id><published>2003-10-08T13:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-08T13:26:59.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im going to work soon. but before i go i think i shall run. sarah run with me!!! grr! so today was cool. shortened day. my night is completely ruined tho. i thought i would be able to see amy before work but she is hanging out with people. so yeah. then i thought maybe after work. but my dad decides that im going to the college thing tonight. fuck fuck fuck. tonight sucks and i havent even started it. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106563762014833340?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106563762014833340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106563762014833340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106563762014833340' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106545383469781018</id><published>2003-10-06T10:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-06T10:25:08.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday proved to be a kick ass day. we picked up big b and went to the afi show. we met up with alex before hand and him and lisa went to the meet &amp; greet while me and b talked. i really enjoyed talking to b. she is a super awesome person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then we get this phone call from my sister and she says that we needed to get to the show and her meet &amp; greet was over. so we went and got in line with lisa. we, again, met up with alex. this time he was with krista, nick, and mike. i just met mike and nick there. they were cool.  once we were in the show, big b decided to head up front right away and we found mag D and vince there! i was excited to see them. we saw them drive by earlier but lost em. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first band, Bleeding Through, was funny because the lead singer looked like he belonged in a mortal kombat game. the second band, Hot Water Music, reminded me of Alkaline Trio for some of their songs. they were ok. after them everyone basically got split up b/c AFI was next. OUTSTANDING SET. they were quite amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;davey was hott as usual. the only downside to their performance was when davey gave the crowd a choice between "no poetic device" and "this celluloid dream". &lt;b&gt; the crowd fucking chose "this celluloid dream". i was ready to start CRYING. &lt;/b&gt; why the fuck would you choose that over "no poetic device"? &lt;b&gt; that pissed me off greatly. &lt;/b&gt; on the up side, they did play some really good songs. "prayer position", "Days of the pheonix" and "ever and a day" to name a few. all in all great show, great people and great time. today im staying home from school. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106545383469781018?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106545383469781018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106545383469781018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106545383469781018' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106536048068608803</id><published>2003-10-05T08:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-05T08:29:30.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have that sick feeling in my stomach right now. i dont really know why though... u know that kind you get right before something really bad happens? strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFI. TONIGHT. we leave at like 1 today. isnt that crayzee?! i hope it turns out better than im predicting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i saw chucky d! thats right! he came back from paletine for the weekend. i miss that kid. MOVE BACK!!! GRR! i picked him up at theresa's house cuz he is staying there for a few days. he is still a stud. then we went to go get his paycheck but we stopped at mag D's house on the way. turns out that jayRay was there too! double cool. so we talked to them for a bit and vincey came over. we talked for a little bit more and then me and chuck had to book. so we went to the mall and guess what? kristy was there. she convinced us to take this survey thing for 15 bucks. haha. 30 minutes for 15 bucks. worth it. i needed gas. we ate at the food court and browsed and then i dropped chuck back off at home. when i got home i called amy but she was out with the girls (and 1 guy). they were gunna stop by but my dad decided that i couldnt leave the house again for the night. so i miss amy even more now. :-( . not fair. well time to start my day. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106536048068608803?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106536048068608803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106536048068608803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106536048068608803' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106532407065635512</id><published>2003-10-04T22:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-04T22:21:10.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>see, one would think i would be excited for afi tomorrow... truth is. i would rather see the blood brothers again instead...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106532407065635512?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106532407065635512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106532407065635512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106532407065635512' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106528410771989024</id><published>2003-10-04T11:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-04T11:15:07.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was pretty cool. after school/work i got home and went online for a bit. my sister got a call from liz to go to the movies and they asked me if i wanted to go. haha! so we ened up going to find big B but could not locate her. Liz tripped on their lawn and scared the crap out of her parents though! it was so cool. liz is hillarious! good kid. the movie was ok. nothing too funny. but i liked it. we tried to get the jerk and emmis to meet us up at denny's afterwards but they were doing stuff. so i ended up just going over to amy's for an hour or so after droppin liz and my sister off. good sleep. today i want to skateboard for a little bit. amy is busy. so i might not get to see her until tuesday. which totally sucks. as for now. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106528410771989024?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106528410771989024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106528410771989024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106528410771989024' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106515001263079223</id><published>2003-10-02T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-02T22:00:12.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>havent updated in while! whew. wow. where to start! well i have been working my job for 2 days now. its such a damn cool job. i love it to death!!! hehe. well yesterday i hung out with maggie. it was really cool. i miss hanging with mag D. she is an amazing friend. so mag D picked me up and all the sudden vincey calls. so vince comes with to this crazy japenese place and i eat plum ice-cream! yum. so then after that vince gets dropped off and mag and me decide we want more food!  so we call sarah and jamie(sorry if not spelled right :-D) and met them at sarahs. then we went to elgin to this really good mexican food place. it was so good. sarah and jamie are super cool people. i want to face those suckas in counter strike! so we basically just went home and stuff after the mexican food place.  i had a lot of fun tho. today was nothing special since i was grounded. i wanted to hang with timbo but no dice. tomorrow i finally get to see amy again!! :-D ! i cant wait. take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106515001263079223?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106515001263079223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106515001263079223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106515001263079223' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106495535453171786</id><published>2003-09-30T15:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-30T15:55:54.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES! dave might get a job!!!!... again!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106495535453171786?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106495535453171786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106495535453171786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106495535453171786' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106489404787465343</id><published>2003-09-29T22:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-29T22:54:07.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>STUPID SURVEY I STOLE FROM LIZ/GINA TIME! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::15 Random Favorites (in no particular order)::&lt;br /&gt;1. friends&lt;br /&gt;2. skatebaording&lt;br /&gt;3. music&lt;br /&gt;4. cereal&lt;br /&gt;5. hugs&lt;br /&gt;6. hand-shakes&lt;br /&gt;7. purple&lt;br /&gt;8. movies&lt;br /&gt;9. hanging out&lt;br /&gt;10. pocket notebooks&lt;br /&gt;11. writing&lt;br /&gt;12. stars&lt;br /&gt;13. making someone happy&lt;br /&gt;14. doing random stuff&lt;br /&gt;15. embarassing myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::14 Favorite Foods::&lt;br /&gt;1. fruit harvest cereal &lt;br /&gt;2. yogurt&lt;br /&gt;3. muffins&lt;br /&gt;4. pop tarts&lt;br /&gt;5. pizza&lt;br /&gt;6. burritos&lt;br /&gt;7. subs&lt;br /&gt;8. tacos&lt;br /&gt;9. bagel bites&lt;br /&gt;10. granola bars&lt;br /&gt;11. salad&lt;br /&gt;12. cookies&lt;br /&gt;13. ice cream&lt;br /&gt;14. candy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::13 Most Watched Shows::&lt;br /&gt;1. blues clues (steve)&lt;br /&gt;2. dragonball z&lt;br /&gt;3. food channel&lt;br /&gt;4. kim possible&lt;br /&gt;5. simpsons&lt;br /&gt;6. futurama&lt;br /&gt;7. family guy&lt;br /&gt;8. jackass&lt;br /&gt;9. wwf (back in the day)&lt;br /&gt;10. mtv cribs&lt;br /&gt;11. rocko's modern life&lt;br /&gt;12. outlaw star&lt;br /&gt;13. gundam wing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::12 Good Bands/*Musicans In Your Opinion(not in order)::&lt;br /&gt;1. taking back sunday&lt;br /&gt;2. the blood brothers&lt;br /&gt;3. fairweather&lt;br /&gt;4. my chemical romance&lt;br /&gt;5. from autumn to ashes&lt;br /&gt;6. saves the day&lt;br /&gt;7. thrice&lt;br /&gt;8. brand new&lt;br /&gt;9. afi&lt;br /&gt;10. alkaline trio&lt;br /&gt;11. dashboard confessional&lt;br /&gt;12. armor for sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::11 Memories::&lt;br /&gt;1. sleepovers with my cousin in our youth&lt;br /&gt;2. first kiss&lt;br /&gt;3. first ollie&lt;br /&gt;4. throwing dolls into my sister's crib&lt;br /&gt;5. every funeral ive been to&lt;br /&gt;6. going to a few shows&lt;br /&gt;7. basketball with jason/joshy&lt;br /&gt;8. christmas time at grandma's&lt;br /&gt;9. drinking yoohoo's with my friend sean in elementary school&lt;br /&gt;10. crying for 5 hours striaght&lt;br /&gt;11. making skate videos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::10 Close Friends *(no particular order)::&lt;br /&gt;1. friends are friends. im grateful for any.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::09 Things You're Looking Forward To::&lt;br /&gt;1. college&lt;br /&gt;2. becoming stud of the year&lt;br /&gt;3. hell&lt;br /&gt;4. owning a car&lt;br /&gt;5. landing a 5-stair&lt;br /&gt;6. starting a band (not going to happen)&lt;br /&gt;7. seeing amy&lt;br /&gt;8. wearing that belt&lt;br /&gt;9. skatin' it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::08 Things You Wear Daily::&lt;br /&gt;1. vans&lt;br /&gt;2. bracelets&lt;br /&gt;3. white socks&lt;br /&gt;4. jeans&lt;br /&gt;5. keys&lt;br /&gt;6. belt&lt;br /&gt;7. boxers&lt;br /&gt;8. random shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::07 Things That Annoy You::&lt;br /&gt;1. rabbits in my house&lt;br /&gt;2. vaseline&lt;br /&gt;3. when someone talks shit about someone they dont know&lt;br /&gt;4. people who judge on looks&lt;br /&gt;5. smoking/smoke&lt;br /&gt;6. stubbing a toe&lt;br /&gt;7. losing stuff in my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::06 Things You Touch Every Day:: &lt;br /&gt;1. my shoes&lt;br /&gt;2. my hair&lt;br /&gt;3. my guitar&lt;br /&gt;4. soap/toothpaste&lt;br /&gt;5. my computer&lt;br /&gt;6. my cds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::05 Movies You Could Watch Over and Over::&lt;br /&gt;1. fight club&lt;br /&gt;2. cky (1, 2, 3, 4)&lt;br /&gt;3. mr. deeds&lt;br /&gt;4. house of 1000 corpses&lt;br /&gt;5. short circuit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::04 Of Your Favorite Toys When You Were Little::&lt;br /&gt;1. ninja turtles figures&lt;br /&gt;2. ghostbusters figures&lt;br /&gt;3. nintendo&lt;br /&gt;4. giga pets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::03 boys/girls You have Kissed::&lt;br /&gt;1. my mom&lt;br /&gt;2. my dad&lt;br /&gt;3. my grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::02 Of Your Favorite Songs At This Moment::&lt;br /&gt;1. taking back sunday - ghost man on third&lt;br /&gt;2. the blood brothers -  cecilia and the silhouette saloon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::01 Person You Could Spend the Rest of Your Life With::&lt;br /&gt;1. ask me again in 10 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106489404787465343?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106489404787465343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106489404787465343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106489404787465343' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106475699316731536</id><published>2003-09-28T08:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T08:49:52.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>vaseline almost out. i washed my hair close to 8 TIMES. thanks to my sister though who helped me wash my hair with dishsoap in the sink. and to jayRay for the idea. wellll. yesterday ended up being a really awsome day. i finished off the night hanging out with amy. i really miss being able to see her more often. :-(. so at around 10:30 we went over to emmis' house for a little while. we listened to music and stuff and i was being hyper. i had to leave before her parents got home and amy ended up spending the night. amy has a sick mind! you are guilty too emmis! we needs to hang out more!!! well not to get off subject. but i really want this super cute belt from hot topic. *im not cool*. i might just have to buy it next time i go. ;-D. i think my next post is going to be a survey. i always take those things in my head when i read other people's surveys but i never end up actually writing and posting. hrmmm. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106475699316731536?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106475699316731536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106475699316731536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106475699316731536' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106470594047511188</id><published>2003-09-27T18:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-27T18:39:00.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well im trying to get the vaseline out still!!!!! lol. oh shit i hate myself. what the hell was i thinking? but on the up side i hung out with timbo today! score on that. we went skateboarding. all in all good day so far. even before i went skating i hung out with Mag D. mag is really cool. i wish we would hang out more. we went to target for food, then cousin's for food, then gamestop for... food. then to the CRC to see vince! what a stud. ;-). so then after that we went to jayRayZ crib and he took me home. jayRay is da man. so thats about when timbo called. which sums up my day. i need to hang out with all of them more!!! grr! FUCKING VASELINE. time to shower quick before i pick up amy. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106470594047511188?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106470594047511188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106470594047511188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106470594047511188' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106461386251068713</id><published>2003-09-26T17:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T17:04:22.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fact: Vaseline does not wash out! - so. today proved to be an interesting day. i decided to flood my hair with vaseline! im so stupiddd!!! NOT the cleanest feeling in the world! its kinda gross... but... i kinda like it. ;-). not going to happen again tho. i didnt get to see amy much today. either i was late for one class or staying after in another. that kinda sucked. i think i might just go for a run later. if it stops raining or something. that would be cool. i need to practice more guitar too! slacker central. lets see. &lt;br /&gt;homework: not an option. &lt;br /&gt;skating: can't b/c weather sucks.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what life would be like if you went blind or deaf. amy brought it up on the phone. would i still want to live? would it even be living anymore? good questions. i thought of one too. well its not really a question. but i was just thinking. its kind of scary when you love someone with all of your heart and not knowing if they love you back. i mean. i have had feelings for someone who thought of me as just a simple friend once. and that relationship didnt work out for that reason. ooooo. not to break the serious tone i have going here. but i got this new cereal that is sooooo good! soooo good! had to say it twice. peaches AND strawberries!! ...BOTH! im easily amused.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106461386251068713?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106461386251068713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106461386251068713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106461386251068713' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106453232847980786</id><published>2003-09-25T18:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-25T21:43:30.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the crayzee diet starts tomorrow. no more cookies. no more ice-cream. :'-(. im going to cry. anywho. today was good so far. school was good. after school i talked to liz and mike and christy and sarah and emily(i think). they were all cool. then i came home and played a little videogamage. it was funtastic! hehe. amy should be coming over soon. wow. this day kicks ass. the only problem i ran into was trying to locate bernie for liz! gah. we will find her tomorrow. i also relived the fact that i cant swim for shit. thank you for that sarah. i need to wash that shirt so i can wear it!(the one from emmis). its purple like my site damnit! its like im advertising my blog with subliminal messages. !etis ym ot kcab emoc. hehe. did you see anything? didnt think so. im out. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106453232847980786?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106453232847980786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106453232847980786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106453232847980786' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106445367388166979</id><published>2003-09-24T20:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-24T20:34:33.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some people dont post because they use the excuse "nobody reads this shit anyways". well ya know what!? i read all the shit i can find! and my blog is just my own random thoughts and basically me bitching about things or just plain old writing about my day. its for me... but its still cool when people read it. hehe. ;-). so i got this super cool shirt from emmis. amy and her came over. i heard of this gift but didnt know what it was. its all awesome and purple. rock on! they ended up stealing my shoes, phone and hat though. i got em back. - fact: cartwheels fucking hurt - :-). so anyhow. liz sat at my lunch table today. good stuff. she should make it her all time lunch. that would be cool. well its time to try and write/edit my stupid essay. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106445367388166979?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106445367388166979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106445367388166979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106445367388166979' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106437292235318500</id><published>2003-09-23T22:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-23T22:08:42.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first thing is first. EMMIS GOT A HAIRCUT! it looks so awesome! really short and different. i wasnt expecting it. coolness. moving on. amy is still sick. i bet with my luck, ill get sick when she gets better. just watch. fuck luck. i dont need it. well i am tired as hell right now. maybe ill go to school second period. i dont know if i can physically make it to first. i am sooooooooooooooo going to bed. ill post more some other time. like when my eyes can stay open. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106437292235318500?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106437292235318500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106437292235318500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106437292235318500' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106423138192220358</id><published>2003-09-22T06:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-22T06:51:07.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>amy was really sick last night. i went over there around 7:00 to sit with her and stuff. turns out we ended up re-arranging her room! :-).crayzee amy. her mom was in kind of a bad mood... yeah. moving on. i really think that people can distinguish right from wrong. i do. its just that i think some people choose to ignore that little voice. we are all guilty of doing it once or twice though. - question: why do people take this "punk" and "poser" thing so seriously. and when you call someone a "poser punk" arent you basically assuming that you are a punk, which in turn, gives you the right to judge if someone is or is not. is society really so fucked up that we have to judge someone by how they look? can't we just let people wear whatever the hell they want. *FREE COUNTRY ALERT* hehe. just get to know someone you have judged. thats my advice. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106423138192220358?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106423138192220358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106423138192220358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106423138192220358' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106416471892916635</id><published>2003-09-21T12:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-21T12:18:38.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got to hang out with my buddy B Raff. It was really cool. he showed me some stuff on the guitar. then later i hung out with amy and we went to the painted penguin and stuff. we saw emmis working there. then we went back to my house and hung out for a while. the next day (yesterday) i went to my grandmas house after chilling for a bit with jason. my little cousin was in from out of state with my aunt and they were staying with my grandma. she got really big from the last time i saw her (cousin). while i was there i went to this record store with my sister. IT WAS sOOOO COOL! we bought a vinyl or two and a cd. i kinda wanted the cd we bought, but i figured its a good gift for lisa's bday. ill just burn it. muahaha. :-). i called amy last night too. she was still sick. that sucks. i felt really bad. we got home at like 11:... something and i didnt want to bother her so i told her i would call today. im going to go do that now. i really want to go back to that record store. grr! take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106416471892916635?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106416471892916635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106416471892916635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106416471892916635' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106400399937619448</id><published>2003-09-19T15:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-19T15:39:59.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well i have just arrived home from getting my ass pummeled by Mag D in the hall. she whooped me bad. haha. good thing only passer-byers, mr. alex and mr. vince were the only witnesses. today was for the most part a good day. mike told me a story about how he kicked a hole in some kids wall. i laughed. hard. the girls football thing is today and i saw a bunch of people going. i was asked to get painted on but i decided to pass. ha. score! skating with raff in 10. ill post later. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106400399937619448?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106400399937619448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106400399937619448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106400399937619448' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106394507899170747</id><published>2003-09-18T23:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-18T23:17:58.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>amy is sick. :-(. that sucks. i was gunna go to tower with liz and gina but i decided to stay with amy cuz she wasnt feeling well. we still had fun though. i downloaded a bunch of songs on her computer and brought her a bunny. a live bunny. yes. i said it. my mom is finally giving up those rabbits! hurrah! so yeah. emmis hung out with us too. we all picked her sister up from cheerleading. i thought i saw a kid skating a habitat. i was like "wow thats fucking cool". but i never found out if he actually was. so thats my day. i hope amy feels better. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106394507899170747?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106394507899170747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106394507899170747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106394507899170747' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106391166112247274</id><published>2003-09-18T14:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-18T14:01:01.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and so the half day ends. thus, i am free early. its so cool. but now i have nothing to do. i think i am going to start skating. its so sick. i already know what im going to be for halloween!!! i can't wait! oooo! i also got this funny picture of men running with bananas in loin cloths and im putting it on my wall. well im off to skate. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106391166112247274?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106391166112247274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106391166112247274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106391166112247274' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106386383325765033</id><published>2003-09-18T00:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-18T00:43:52.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well its really late. today was an awesome day. i hung out with amy on our 2 month. we first hung out at my place and then we went to the mall and had pizza and visited the painted penguin. then amy made me hit her in the head. haha. so overall a fun day. i was hoping it would last longer. but its only wishing. - my buddy charles is now going to a catholic school too. that sucks so bad for him. i send my prayers chuck d. haha. - i dont know what my problem is, but i have been reflecting on my afi days. NO! NOT SING THE SORROW. im talking afi when i was one of the only 4 people in my highschool to have an afi shirt. those were good days. oh memories - why am i up so late. i can't take this. i feel so drained. cant sleep. stupid shivers. i hate the chills. well i feel so much better. im off to bed. goodnight. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106386383325765033?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106386383325765033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106386383325765033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106386383325765033' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106377011054758323</id><published>2003-09-16T22:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-16T22:41:50.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was sooo sick today. i fucking hate being sick. i need health! im so tired too. not just physically but mentally as well. why the fuck am i sick!? i hate it i hate it i hate it! well i'm finding out that a whole bunch of people are also sick. i hope you all feel better. for now i think i will go to bed. i should have been sleeping a long time ago. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106377011054758323?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106377011054758323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106377011054758323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106377011054758323' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106367737917947093</id><published>2003-09-09T18:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-15T21:04:13.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>made it to school on time today. good stuff. made myself look like an ass. bad stuff. we had this paper layout thing in english. we had to fill in the blanks and stuff and it was for 'practice' and was not going to be graded. so we filled the blanks in for fun and stuff. but the problem was we had to read them out loud randomly and i did not know that. so the first kid that goes gives a heartfelt speach about the history and unfair treatment of the jewish community and the holocost and whatnot. then comes me. i wrote about curious george and setting him on fire in my backyard. this came after the holocost thing. no laughter there. just shocked faces... sooooo scary. so besides that today went ok i guess. a lot of people were having bad days. i also got yelled at by the parental unit. this is why i didnt want to use the mertogul.com domain. meh. well im off to dmz for some multi-computer mayhem. hopefully ill get to see amy tonight too. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106367737917947093?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106367737917947093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106367737917947093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsdave1231.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106367737917947093' title=''/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16049413947492767402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5818397.post-106367733851535156</id><published>2003-09-09T01:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-15T21:03:33.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This morning i had to wake up early to print out an essay that i forgot to double space. that sucked so bad. my teacher was being bitchy about it too. not good. amy got her wallet stolen. i wish to castrate the buttholes who steal wallets. anyhow. the school day went by pretty fast. i saw barb walking with emmis but i don't think she heard me say hi. after school i was trying to get people to go to dmz b/c i got my paycheck cashed and i haven't been there in a while. turns out nobody could go anways. so i just stayed online and put some finishing touches on my website. i am very pleased with it. im still adding more and more to it every day. at about 8 or so i decided to go visit amy at work. i got to talk to her this time because nobody was in the store :-). so i hung out there until she got off work. i was super sly tho. when she had to work with some people i slipped out of the store and bought her a new wallet to replace her old one. so when she got off work and we went to her house to drop her off i surprised her with it. good times. surprises are f'in awesome. i guess tomorrow i'll be skateboarding. thats all. take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5818397-106367733851535156?l=itsdave1231.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106367733851535156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5818397/posts/default/106367733851535156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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