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  <pubDate>Fri, 02 Jun 2006 10:04:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Apartment</title>
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  <description>We finally found a place! I&apos;m pretty stoked. We signed the lease early today/yesterday. On a scale of 1 to not sober, I can&apos;t count right now? Solid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I&apos;m pretty happy right now. YES!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 22 May 2006 08:42:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Time again for one of my rare LJ posts.</title>
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  <description>My quality of life is steadily increasing, while at the same time my complete distruction from school and work is also increasing. How? Not sure. Today at work was awesome as was yesterday hanging out with some work friends. Because it&apos;s late and I want to go to sleep I will speed up the process by copy-pasting my friend&apos;s myspace bulletins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bulletin 1:&lt;br /&gt;Me and Tyler pwnt Brandon tonight at work &lt;br /&gt;Body: We were putting away these mattress covers, and we noticed that there were arrows on the back for no reason. We got to thinking, and when one thing lead to another we made a huge maze of arrowed mattress covers that lead to this note we taped on a wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were originally going to get Tony, but he was smart enough not to go to the home department when he heard that &quot;Max had a note for him&quot;. But Brandon, gullible Brandon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he got the note, followed the arrows, and when he got to the taped note, we ran out of nowhere and beat him down with cheeta print pillows. Tony would have fought back probably, so in retrospect Brandon was a better choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was how I wasted an hour of my life tonight at work =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bulletin 2:&lt;br /&gt;So tonight was one of the best nights I&apos;ve had in awhile. Everything: The half hour exploration through the creek cave was super fun, and hurt a ton on my feet. Damn bird poop covering the rocky ledge of exploration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving three blocks to an ATM because my car was right there. Going to the Palm to watch Thank You For Smoking, but ending up in the wrong theater of a movie that started out with a kid getting punched in the face, us being confused for a minute then an usher told us we were in the wrong theater, then running to the right theater while trying to not fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Uptown and being dissapointed of them not having my tea/sitting around comparing school IDs, stories of work, and other things. Faking a birthday at Shin&apos;s to get the happy birthday japanese techno remix played, Jenaye ruining me and Alisha&apos;s child, then us having to euthanize it. Writing on the bithday polaroid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wandering the city. Finding the pretentious art show thing with tons of models made from popsicle sticks, a dj playing techno, and an awesome hammock/canopy thing. Giving the thumbs up to the gangsta in the restaurant, then running and hiding for no reason. And all the other things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Alisha, WOAHMYGOD!....... Don&apos;t do that to me!!!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Both your graduations are on the same day...&quot; &quot;Well, I was in debate club... I&apos;ll decide who is the better person to see graduate&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Write something about Transformers on it!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Jenaye stepped on our kid!&quot; &quot;I didn&apos;t know he was your kid-&quot;Don&apos;t let her near him!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You can&apos;t use hand sanitizer on your feet, WHAT ARE YOU THINKING?!?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*random girl trips* &quot;Fuckin floozies&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh god, there&apos;s bird crap on my hand!&quot; &quot;We told you there was shit on the wall!&quot; &quot;I didn&apos;t think you meant actual shit!!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Psst, you&apos;re in the wrong theater, it&apos;s in screen one&quot; &quot;...........&quot; *mad dash towards the exit*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;NOOOOO, there was an ATM RIGHT THERE!&quot; &quot;THEY LIED TO USSS, NOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really needed a night like this. Thanks so much =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END OF BULLETINS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, okay so that was kind of lame but whatever, i&apos;m sure you&apos;ll get over it. That last comment about needing a night like that goes for me too. Anyway, in summary I had a great weekend even though i worked 18 hours of it (counting lunches). It consisted of: Sat: 7-4 work, 5:30-11:15 hanging out with friends (see above), Sun: 9:45-11 church, 1-10 work. Somehow I&apos;m in the best mood i&apos;ve been in what seems like months. Sweet. I&apos;m pretty sure I&apos;ve made more actual friends, meaning not people who you just add on &quot;The Facebook&quot; and see once a year, this quarter alone than I have these last two years in college. Alright, I have to go to sleep so I can wake up tommorow morning for class, so I&apos;m going to go. I hope everyone else is doing good and I hope I&apos;ll get to see you all this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- T to the eye-lur</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 03 Feb 2006 06:52:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hell yes.</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.shop.com/op/aprod-p30217681-k24-g4-~diffraction+grating-nover?sourceid=3&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://shop.com.edgesuite.net/ccimg.shop.com/220000/228600/228690/products/22284072.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy and I need 10 more people to invest in the around 80 dollars for 12 of these. It&apos;s gonna be awesome. Only like 7 bucks, let me know if you&apos;re interested. They don&apos;t just look cool, click the picture to read a little about them. I used diffraction grating in my physics lab today and wanted to make glasses, and found out they already existed. Super sweet, lets make it happen.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 Jan 2006 22:51:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Baring the soul via half thoughts and ramblings</title>
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  <description>I was just a boy in high school. I’m still just a boy. Kristen claimed she “made me into a man,” but that’s not true. All I am is a boy who did something he wasn’t ready to do. Regret is stupid so I try to avoid it, but it’s not nearly as stupid as not learning from your experiences. It seems that crushes don’t work for me. I build up the person in my mind until I make it incredibly awkward to talk to them. The only time I hit it off with anyone is when I spontaneously meet or talk to them. Whenever I think about what I’m going to say before I say it, I always end up sounding like a nervous idiot. I’ve been told I should try to not think about what I’m going to say, but this causes me to think about not thinking about it, which is about as bad and much more confusing. How do you act to a girl you want to be friends with compared to a girl you want to date? How do you not hit on a girl yet be engaging enough to catch her attention? More importantly, where do you meet these girls? Or any girls? I just don’t know. It’s sad, I know, but it’s my dilemma. I think it was Sara who told me you need some minimum number of hugs a day for good mental health. That might explain it seeming like I’m slowly but steadily losing my grip on reality. Don’t interpret this as a plea for help or desire for pity, because if you do I might punch you in the face. This is merely introspective ramblings of self-evaluation. I just said that because it sounds smart. I realized I care a lot more than I should about what other people think. I find myself seeking approval when none should be needed. I also tend to be some sort of personality chameleon, blending in to fit my surroundings. This is not so true as it used to be, because when I realized what I was doing I immediately decided it was bullshit. You know what else I think is bullshit? “Playing” the opposite sex. Acting like you’re not interested when you are, invoking jealousy to get one person to like you while breaking another’s heart, all the “games” guys and girls play to get people to like them. Why do people have to lie to themselves and others to fulfill some desperate need to “get action” or to have a significant other? Sure sex is great and having someone to love and to love you is wondrous, but seriously, why can’t we all just cut the fucking bullshit and be honest with each other? If I have to lie to make someone love me, I don’t want to be in love, at least with that person. I want to be able to trust whoever I love, not trick them. We’re in college now and it’s approaching the time I start looking for a relationship that turns into something not so meaningless. I don’t want to be in a relationship that in any way resembles some sort of covert mission where the goal is to make the other person like you more than you like them. I don’t think I’ve ever been in a relationship like that, but it seems like that’s what everyone is like here in college. Maybe that’s why I dated Kristen, as off as she was, at least she was refreshingly, if not brutally, honest. I’m thinking about going to Campus Crusade tonight. I’m hoping to be enlightened. Or at least meet someone who hates the bullshit of modern courtship as much as I do. A question I keep asking myself is when am I going to grow up? Where is the fine line between childhood and adulthood? And how will I know? I have a lot of shit to figure out, and my best estimate is when I figure all of it out, I’ll finally be on the verge of counting myself among the ranks of the “grown ups.” Now I&apos;m going to post this before I decide now to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all of you and know that I’ll always be your friend.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Oct 2005 02:33:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Nothing quite as great as a dad that&apos;s proud of you...</title>
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  <description>Last night I was back in A-town helping Brich&apos;s family with some computer trouble and my dad asked me to help him with a problem from work involving basic computer programming. So I help out my dad and he is incredibly greatful and amazed. So then that night I was planning to get a ride back to SLO with Chris since he was going down anyway to hang out with a girl, but he left before I was finished up at Brich&apos;s, and my dad said earlier he should bring me to work so I could help him with some problems. So I decide to stay and today I went to work with my dad. He presented me with a few problems he&apos;s ran into that they hadn&apos;t been able to fix, and when I fixed them I could hear him going around to the other offices down the hall bragging about how I fixed the problems they&apos;d been having. In conclusion, there&apos;s nothing quite as great as a parent that&apos;s proud of you. I heart my family.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Oct 2005 21:06:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Whitney!</title>
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  <description>I haven&apos;t posted in a ridiculously long time, but since I just got my picture from Whitney finally, I figured I&apos;d post about my wonderful trip. For those of you who don&apos;t know, I went on a 75 mile backpacking trip from Crescent Meadows, on the west side of the Sierras, to Whitney Portals on the east side. Beautiful doesn&apos;t even begin to describe it. These pictures don&apos;t do the trip justice, but they give you an idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a158/TylerHK/start.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beginning of day 1 of our 6 day trip. Our total trip was 75 miles, the 71 miles plus 4 miles worth of detours. We headed out at the same time as a really nice couple from the Czech Republic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a158/TylerHK/scenery1.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scenery was beautiful to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a158/TylerHK/dadandme.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is the man. Every night we would get out our headlamps and play cribbage. It was wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a158/TylerHK/waterfall3.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an awesome waterfall we passed by on the second day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a158/TylerHK/trail.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an idea of what a lot of the trail was like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a158/TylerHK/scenery4.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&apos;s my dad standing above an amazing view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a158/TylerHK/flowers.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so pretty up there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a158/TylerHK/meadow2.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a158/TylerHK/meadow4.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucking love meadows. I&apos;ve been using the adjectives &quot;pretty&quot; and &quot;beautiful&quot; a little too much so I thought I&apos;d throw that in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a158/TylerHK/mountains1.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&apos;s a nice picture of the mountains... this commentary is getting tedious so I&apos;ll cut it out for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a158/TylerHK/scenery2.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a158/TylerHK/thepass.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a158/TylerHK/scenery3.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a158/TylerHK/topofpass.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a158/TylerHK/swimming.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am skinny dipping above ten thousand feet. It was SO damn cold, but oh so refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a158/TylerHK/topofwaterfall.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me taking a break on the top of a giant waterfall. It was way fun to just soak my feet, read a book, and know that 10 feet away is a huge drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a158/TylerHK/precipicelake.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the beautiful Precipice Lake. It was amazing because you could barely tell where the cliff ended and the water began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a158/TylerHK/wetdad.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad fell into a river and got all wet, I felt bad for him (see the sad face?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a158/TylerHK/tyfire.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made my dad a kickass fire to dry out his clothes once we got to camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a158/TylerHK/heartrock.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this was a really cool rock because it looks kinda like a heart from the right angle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a158/TylerHK/dadswimming2.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&apos;s my dad after I convinced him to go swimming in a different, but still freezing, lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a158/TylerHK/typointing.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I&apos;m drying out from my swim and pointing to the glaciers on the nearby mountains... yeah it was pretty cold water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a158/TylerHK/tyvictorious.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE MADE IT! YAY! This is me at the top of Whitney, the highest point in the continental US. In this picture, no one in the continental US is standing at a higher elevation than me. I thought that was pretty cool. Also, I&apos;m listening to Everest by Ratatat, which on the first day I decided I would do at the top of Whitney. There was a book that you would sign in once you got to the top and you could write a suggestion next to your name, where your from, and such. I wrote something to the effect of, &quot;You should listen to Everest by Ratatat on the top, it greatly enhances the experience.&quot; And now my last picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a158/TylerHK/tyandfriend.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a friend at the top of Whitney. He liked my trail mix, and when I finally moved from where I was feeding him to go lie in the sun, he came and found me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got down to the bottom 2 guys from Germany needed a ride into town, so my dad and I gave them a ride. Besides them and the Czechs, we met 2 Canadians who were really cool. One hurt his ankle so my dad gave him a ton of Advil. Everyone up there was amazingly friendly and very helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that concludes my wonderful journey through the Sierras. I HIGHLY recommend everyone who can hikes across the Sierras, it was beautiful. All in all it was probably the most incredible thing I&apos;ve been a part of and it is an experience I will never forget in all my lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 May 2005 21:25:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>That bastard....</title>
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  <description>Anyone who was in Smaeling&apos;s english class, remember that poetry assignment? Remember how Mr. Smaeling would tell the story about how my brother wrote a poem to every girl in the class? Yeah, Smaeling is getting senile in his old age and has begun telling that story where instead of it being my brother, it&apos;s ME! So Chad asks me &quot;So, you wrote a poem to every girl in the class huh?&quot; And of coarse my response is, &quot;What the hell? No that was my brother... God damn you Smaeling....&quot; The only reason I really care is because of the legacy I left at the high school of being extremely lazy yet still moderately successful. A poem to every girl in the class is DEFINATELY not lazy; it&apos;s ruining my image. Damn that man... damn him....</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 23 Jan 2005 22:38:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Don&apos;t miss this concert</title>
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  <description>Everyone and anyone who is going to be in or near SLO, come to the Tsunami Bomb and Flogging Molly concert! Unless you&apos;re at UCSB, I GUESS you could go to the concert there, but I&apos;m going to the one in SLO so I suggest you go with me. It&apos;s Tuesday Feb 1, doors open at 7, concert starts at 8 at the SLO Vets Hall. Everyone should come because it&apos;s two really good band playing and I can tell already it&apos;s going to be an epic concert. So don&apos;t miss out.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 18 Nov 2004 08:03:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>THIS GUY VOTED KERRY, DIDN&apos;T YOU?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://72.3.131.10/upload_files/se3673.jpeg&quot; alt=&quot;http://72.3.131.10/upload_files/se3673.jpeg&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 14 Nov 2004 19:25:09 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>It&apos;s my 18th birthday today! Hooray! I&apos;m excited, it was weird being 17 in college for so long, especially when Darian&apos;s already 19. Kristen got me an awesome sweater and made me some CDs for my birthday. She rules. I&apos;m going to sushi with my parents tonight, it&apos;s gonna rule. I hope everyone&apos;s doing well!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 25 Sep 2004 10:30:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m dating that ultimate/video game designing girl now, her name is Kristen.  She is way rad.  We went salsa dancing tonight, it was freaking awesome.  I am having the time of my life.  I&apos;m hiking bishops tommorow at sunset and going bowling after that.  Everyone here is so great.  Especially Kristen.  Drunk people are funny, but there are so many better alternatives to drinking.  Like salsa dancing!!  Oh man was it fun.  I even won a CD with salsa, cha-cha, and merengue music from a raffle, it was sweet.  I am so incredibly happy right now, life is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 23 Sep 2004 18:45:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>!!!!</title>
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  <description>College is the best thing that ever happened to me.  There are so many cool people here and I have already made a lot of friends.  Most of them are girls because I don&apos;t exactly go wandering around in the guys wings when I&apos;m looking for new people to meet.  Being an engineer my classes probably have an average of 5% girls in them, but I try to make at least 1 friend that&apos;s a girl in each class.  I met one of the two girls out of 30 something in my computer science class on Tuesday, and she wants to design video games for a living AND she loves ultimate frisbee.  She&apos;s pretty and athletic too! I&apos;m think she&apos;s my new hero.  I called her up and we&apos;re playing a game of ultimate after our computer science class today.  People here really like my hair so I don&apos;t think I&apos;m going to cut it.  I think I might take a ballroom dancing class next quarter with some of my friends.  One of my friends told me if I taught her how to play frisbee she&apos;d teach me how to dance, because she&apos;s been dancing for most of her life.  She&apos;s very pretty and she&apos;s a Christian too, we went to church together on Sunday with a group of our friends.  I&apos;ve only been here two weeks and I&apos;m already sick, but one of my friends on the floor above me is trying to keep me healthy.  She has a big box of medicine and gives me echinacia, or however it&apos;s spelled, and orange juice.  She&apos;s cute and asian too, so that&apos;s always a plus!  I love it here, with any luck I&apos;ll go beyond just the friendship zone with one of the girls I&apos;ve met soon(and no, not in the sick or perverted way).  I haven&apos;t had to ask for any phone numbers yet and I&apos;ve already got like half a dozen.  My internet just started working today so I haven&apos;t been able to talk online or anything, but I&apos;m kinda glad.  Well, I have a class with MR. FORTE&apos;S WIFE in a little bit so I&apos;m going to get ready.  It&apos;s a technical writing class, but I was surprised when I found out that Forte&apos;s wife was teaching it.  Talk about random.  Well, I hope you all are having as much fun as me at college and all of you are welcome to come visit me whenever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 31 Jul 2004 19:56:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m back</title>
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  <description>Hawaii was great.  Someone in Hawaii told me that I&apos;m a very attractive young man.  This someone happened to be a 50+ year old balding artist named Albert so the affect of his words aren&apos;t quite what they could have been.  He then invited me to go to Starbucks with him, told me he could pick me up when I said it would probably conflict with our plans, then gave me his phone number in case I changed my mind.  If only he had been like 40 something years younger, attractive, a woman, and straight I would have considered that a successful day instead of a horrible scar on my memory that will never fade.  At least it&apos;s a good story.  Other than that Hawaii was absolutely gorgeous, easily the most beautiful place I&apos;ve visited.  The things I saw snorkeling will not be easily forgotten and I even got to put my hands on the back of a giant sea turtle&apos;s shell.  I was planning to ride it but another one came out of nowhere right next to it heading straight in my direction and it startled me and I let go.  Breaking up the schools of fish was also an experience, it&apos;s like a single moving thing so getting it to separate into two directions gives all the pleasure of rending a living thing in half without the guilt of having the blood of anyone or anything on your hands.  All in all it was a great experience and VERY relaxing, I highly recommend anyone visit there if they get that chance.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Jul 2004 19:24:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>BOOYAH</title>
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  <description>Passed all 6 of my AP exams, 1/2 of them with 4s, including Calc with a 4.  Best... feeling... EVER. *pelvic thrusts in random directions*</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 10 Jul 2004 09:05:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Yeah so if anyone calls my room phone and it says something about it be disconnected, that&apos;s because it was.  My parents got me a cell phone and disconnected my room phone, so 466-8904 doesn&apos;t work anymore.  My new cell number is 712-9565 and of coarse you can always reach me at my house number which is 466-7238. 5 days of work then Hawaii. Yipee!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Jun 2004 04:52:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I chugged a bottle of Nyquil no less than 3 minutes ago.  Was it because of the overwhelming feelings of lonliness and depression I have been so often haunted by, was it that only a few of my very closest friends bothered to waste some time out of their precious schedules to grace my graduation party with their presence, could it be that now that we&apos;ve graduated I&apos;ve lost most of my &quot;friends&quot; because I&apos;m at the bottom of many long checklists and schedules of things to do or people to care about, or was it simply because I am really damn sick and there was just about one dose of Nyquil left in the bottle?  You may not ever know.  Look for my name in the newspaper.  Or don&apos;t.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Jun 2004 21:35:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Saturday at 10 o&apos;clock AM I am having a huge barbeque in Heilman Park celebrating the graduations of my brother from UC Berkely and me from AHS.  Everyone should come, it will be a blast and there will be PLENTY of food, and invite the non-LJ users if at all possible.  Come for my sake because I have to go and this summer isn&apos;t looking to be a good one so far because I&apos;m really really sick and it&apos;s only the first day of summer.  Go me.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 May 2004 03:22:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I met the coolest guy at work today.  There were these plastic containers that didn&apos;t have lids and he wanted one of them.  So there were a few employees standing around but none of them knew how to get lids so they call me over to help him.  I go to the backroom and get some more lids for the guy and I bring them back fairly quick.  So the guy, who is black and has dreads by the way, extends his hand for me to shake and as he&apos;s shaking my hand he informs me, &quot;You are a gentleman and a scholar.&quot;  I don&apos;t really know why he said that considering all I did was grab him some lids for plastic containers, but it was way awesome.  Oh yeah and I just remembered something else weird that happened today at work.  I was walking towards the paper towels and I look over to see some really short old mexican lady holding a child&apos;s hand who is almost exactly the same height as her, 4 foot something.  That&apos;s when the double-take happens and I see when the child turns his head he really has a HUGE MUSTACHE and is apparently a full grown man!  It was so confusing because he had the body of a child but when you saw him from the front he had a Cabrerra mustache!  Crazy...</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 28 Apr 2004 01:14:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ahhhh...</title>
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  <description>After school I decided I needed to relax, so after running some errands with my mom, I got a little tub full off ice, poked a few root beers and cream sodas into the ice, took my blanket, a bunch of pillows, a CD player, and a book(the 5th Harry Potter if you must know) up with me onto the roof.  I layed there in just my shorts enjoying the goodness of the sun shining directly at me over the mountains and how well it mixed with the goodness of IBC root beer, it seemed it was too relaxing though because I woke up a few hours later being informed dinner was ready.  It reminded me of something Bex would do, I don&apos;t blame her for loving the sun so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Apr 2004 06:34:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Burn it to the ground...</title>
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  <description>I watched Donnie Darko by myself tonight, I think it might be my favorite movie of all time.  I&apos;ve been so happy lately, it seems like all those all nighters I pulled throughout high school to avoid failing classes have paid off and my high school career is finally coming to a close.  Only another week before AP testing, then after that school should be pretty laid back.  Once school is over it&apos;s going to be work and vacations until time to move into the dorms rolls around.  I can only pray that this new environment will be enough to cleanse at least some of the procrastination out of me.  I wonder how college will change everyone?  I kind of see it as a fresh start.  Only a few of my friends will be there with me so not everyone has this pre-constructed image of me, so I can be the kind of person I would like to be, or show the side of me that I like the most.  I don&apos;t mean I&apos;m going to be a faker or anything and be someone I&apos;m not, just that I&apos;ll get to be the person I would like to be if I put some effort into it.  I hope everyone else only changes for the better.  I know there is going to be a lot of temptation to get drunk, party, and have sex all the time but I hope everyone knows better and has enough respect for themselves to abstain.  The same goes to me, and I only hope I can stay strong enough to put truth behind my words.  A few months ago I would have said that when everyone leaves for college, I could count the people I will miss on one hand, but now as I draw closer to all of you, and have renewed and created friendships, I realize that, in actuality, I will miss every last one of you.  I don&apos;t know what to say besides this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 25 Mar 2004 05:55:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Good Deal</title>
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  <description>I didn&apos;t even realize how much I missed people until I got to hang out with them all today.  Wow, you guys rock!  I had a blast today hanging out with many of the people I rarely hang out with and it was good fun and I hope for a repeat real soon.  Dearest friends, oh how I heart thee...</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 28 Feb 2004 10:48:19 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I got accepted to Cal Poly.  What a great way to end the night!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 Feb 2004 06:12:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Whiskey Tango Foxtrot</title>
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  <description>Apparently I was invited to Disney World and I missed it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Dear Tyler,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sorry you will be unable to join us at the 2004 International Society of Poets&apos; Spring Convention and Symposium at the Walt Disney World Resort--the largest and most prestigious poetry event ever held. As you know, you were selected to be honored at this event, and we were looking forward to your presenting your poetic artistry in front of the more than 2000 poets from over 50 countries who will be attending.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It SAYS &quot;As you know&quot; but really I didn&apos;t know.  All that happened was I was really confused.  Then again I don&apos;t know if I&apos;d be to up for that whole presenting a poem in front of 2000 people.  It&apos;s always nice to actually be invited to something before they decide you turned it down.  Maybe my parents forgot to give me a letter from them or something?  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 23 Feb 2004 06:31:51 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I found a quarter&lt;br /&gt;Moltov Cocktails are fun&lt;br /&gt;I blew up a rock</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 15 Feb 2004 11:32:09 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>What a positively great weekend, and it&apos;s only half over!  I celebrated Valentine&apos;s day on friday and what a wonderful night it was. *sigh*  I went to bed at 1 am friday so I figured since work was at 1 pm I didn&apos;t need to set my alarm.  I woke up at 9:30 so I was okay. Then I fell back asleep and woke up at 1:09.  Hooray for me.  So I got to work a half hour late but luckily I still finished my work way early so I got to leave almost an hour early.  At work I found out from this girl I work with that she was at this huge brawl Emma was telling me she had seen a few nights before as she was leaving work.  Apparently some big black guy named Excel(or at least that&apos;s how it&apos;s pronounced) beat the crap out of Michel Shultz, I was way stoked.  So around 8:15 I leave and go to Chris&apos; without even stopping at home first.  I found out that I&apos;m going to Hawaii this summer. BOOOOOOO-YAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!!  Hawaii is the one place I&apos;ve wanted to go to the most EVAR and I get to go!!!!  Chris just tells me, &quot;Yeah, my parents said you can go to Hawaii with us for 10 days and all you have to pay for is your plane ticket.&quot;  I couldn&apos;t believe my ears, what a bargain.  Friday night Dean gave me a ride to work and decided to hang out for a while and just talk while I was working.  He ended up staying my whole 3:45 shift and just giving me a ride home when he knew he wasn&apos;t gonna be able to hang out with me anyway because of my early Valentine&apos;s day date.  What a cool guy, I like talking to Dean, it&apos;s hard to get to know him because he hates most people, but when you do he&apos;s one of the most generous, honest, and loyal people I&apos;ve ever met.  But I wanted to hang out with him tonight since I didn&apos;t get to Friday.  So me and Chris call him and he&apos;s not there so we call around and we get the impression he&apos;s on the backyard run with people, so we call David and he&apos;s hanging out with a bunch of people at his house so we tell him we&apos;ll probably go over there but we stop by my house so I can change and it ends up that Dean was really waiting there for me to get home.  So me, Dean, and Chris go meet up with the backyard run kids and we go hang out and half of them get caught by the cops but they weren&apos;t doing anything and the cops were jerks, so we went to the cop station and filed complaints on them, it was funny.  Well, it&apos;s pretty early in the morning but I&apos;m not very tired cause I woke up at 1 today so I will probably go watch a movie or something.  I&apos;m gonna try to go to church tommorow morning because I didn&apos;t get to go last week cause of Berkely.  I&apos;m gonna be tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler</description>
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