<?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-20663982</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:58:12.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Never Know</title><subtitle type='html'>The various thoughts and moods of a rather difficult person.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839617805404787571</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>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20663982.post-117640031312148987</id><published>2007-04-12T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T10:51:53.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>who is mike?  and other complex question</title><content type='html'>The negligent blogger returns.  Actually i have neglected this blog because ive gotten the myspace bug.  www.myspace.com/clhs97 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway..... Those of you who know me know that I occasionally have....anger issues.  I was on prozac and decided it was time for mike to fix mike and not pills.  So here i am.  No prozac no doctors (much to the dismay of my family).  I think i've got it pretty much under control.  I have felt the fire a couple of times; wanted to vent the fury on he who was closest.  I did not do it though.  I breathed.  I complained to the empty office. I put on my professional face, my game face, and said "yes sir" or "no sir".  It burned my ass, but it also felt good.  I have a long way to go, but these little successes empower me.  I will try to blog here a little more, but if you read this blog, know me, or just want to know more check out my myspace too.   www.myspace.com/clhs97&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20663982-117640031312148987?l=mft2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/feeds/117640031312148987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20663982&amp;postID=117640031312148987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/117640031312148987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/117640031312148987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/2007/04/who-is-mike-and-other-complex-question.html' title='who is mike?  and other complex question'/><author><name>mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839617805404787571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20663982.post-116484645464883219</id><published>2006-11-29T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T16:27:34.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry nothing</title><content type='html'>Christmas?  Not here.  There won't be any christmas in this household.  Yet again, my brother's bitch ex girlfriend hurts our family.  So she uses her custody of his child to force Us to bail her out.  A collection of the money several of us had for christmas gifts amongst ourselves.  So one again the bitch fucks things up.  God I cant wait for them to sign the fucking papers before I am forced to kill the bitch.  I have considered the consequences and they seem more and more acceptable every day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20663982-116484645464883219?l=mft2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/feeds/116484645464883219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20663982&amp;postID=116484645464883219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/116484645464883219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/116484645464883219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/2006/11/merry-nothing.html' title='Merry nothing'/><author><name>mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839617805404787571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20663982.post-116231806372809536</id><published>2006-10-31T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T10:07:43.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to a hardon</title><content type='html'>Dear Asshole,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this finds you well. ROFL.  Really though, you are a dick.  I won't bother you anymore, as I pity you.  For all your education that you love to use as a weapon, you aren't worth shit.  You feel superior to those you deal with.  Every so often the universe balances itself back out, and you will be victim to this.  This letter is to inform you that you have taken up more time in my thoughts and actions than you actually rank.  You are nothing, and it was my mistake to let you get to me.  With the conclusion of this, I will forget you.  Make no mistake, you aren't memorable.  I've met a thousand assholes just like you.  I would like to leave you with these parting words of wisdom, and may they guide you through life.        Fuck off , and drown in your own self-righteousness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20663982-116231806372809536?l=mft2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/feeds/116231806372809536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20663982&amp;postID=116231806372809536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/116231806372809536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/116231806372809536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/2006/10/letter-to-hardon.html' title='Letter to a hardon'/><author><name>mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839617805404787571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20663982.post-116229174924969086</id><published>2006-10-31T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T02:58:07.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end of the end</title><content type='html'>You know what. FUCK YOU . I dont care what the others say. What She says. You interfered in mortal affairs. You fucked up a run. And you tried to have my character killed. Not only wasnt i talking shit at the time you tried to have me killed,. I had actually helped you by answering a question you had asked. Fuck you, bitch. Karma got you, didnt she? Ok you win on one front. I cant stand you anymore or those bullshit notes i get every time someone decides to pay attention to us and vent their frustrations. I tried and I tried. I thought I had established a mutual respect between Her and myself, but dont worry. I will no longer indulge those delusions. MESSAGE RECIEVED. I am no longer (was i ever or was it just a whim when i was let back) welcome THERE. NOT WANTED. OK. Reguardless of what whoever might think, I can find something else to fill the void. My life will not be empty just because you people dont want me. But dont you dare point any fingers at me in reguards to the decline of the game. FUCK YOU . I dont need this shit. File another notch on your gun buddy, cause you ran another one off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20663982-116229174924969086?l=mft2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/feeds/116229174924969086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20663982&amp;postID=116229174924969086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/116229174924969086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/116229174924969086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/2006/10/end-of-end.html' title='the end of the end'/><author><name>mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839617805404787571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20663982.post-115801026162055452</id><published>2006-09-11T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T14:31:01.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>banned for burning</title><content type='html'>Well, they cant find tirus, so i've decided to do my best to recreat him.  It's not likely i can make him as as good as the old one, but tis okay.  At least I'll get a sorc back in action.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non mud related.  I was banned for life from the BuckHorne saturday night.  It's not too huge a loss, although the best music around usually hits the BuckHorne.  The other local bars are too small really.  Sometimes Judge Parker will play Mitch's though.  *sigh*.  Don't smoke bud in a small bar parking lot unless yer ready to get banned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20663982-115801026162055452?l=mft2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/feeds/115801026162055452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20663982&amp;postID=115801026162055452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/115801026162055452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/115801026162055452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/2006/09/banned-for-burning.html' title='banned for burning'/><author><name>mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839617805404787571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20663982.post-115782051605757754</id><published>2006-09-09T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T14:25:21.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I tried</title><content type='html'>I still am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20663982-115782051605757754?l=mft2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/feeds/115782051605757754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20663982&amp;postID=115782051605757754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/115782051605757754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/115782051605757754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-tried.html' title='I tried'/><author><name>mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839617805404787571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20663982.post-115660564650441374</id><published>2006-08-26T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T08:20:46.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enlightenment isnt always pleasant</title><content type='html'>So the romanians finally proved to my brother what I, and many others, have known all along. Their primary goal is to eliminate american players. Well they eliminated him. I'm sure at least one asshole who pretends to be a tree will shout pk drama, but fact is that he's been pkd a lot of times. He's is responding to fact that an american can't play there without the ganging by romanians. Take ginger, all the romanian clans chased after her. Well, thanks romanians. You finally got my brother to see things my way. Have fun being the Al Qeida(*s) of the mud world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20663982-115660564650441374?l=mft2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/feeds/115660564650441374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20663982&amp;postID=115660564650441374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/115660564650441374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/115660564650441374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/2006/08/enlightenment-isnt-always-pleasant.html' title='Enlightenment isnt always pleasant'/><author><name>mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839617805404787571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20663982.post-115630776388555629</id><published>2006-08-22T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T21:36:03.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The truth hurts, too bad thats all</title><content type='html'>So, theres this cocksucker who wants to talk about me.   I'm hurting the game.  How many people left because of this fuckstain?  I'm hurting it?  You fucking lunatic.  You are a deathsong.  You are the one who has driven people away.  Your high and mighty bullshit.  Fuck You!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20663982-115630776388555629?l=mft2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/feeds/115630776388555629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20663982&amp;postID=115630776388555629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/115630776388555629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/115630776388555629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/2006/08/truth-hurts-too-bad-thats-all.html' title='The truth hurts, too bad thats all'/><author><name>mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839617805404787571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20663982.post-115605160761615666</id><published>2006-08-19T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T22:26:47.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>short and sweet</title><content type='html'>Some motherfuckers just cannot co-exist.  I am one  half of 2 such motherfuckers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20663982-115605160761615666?l=mft2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/feeds/115605160761615666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20663982&amp;postID=115605160761615666' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/115605160761615666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/115605160761615666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/2006/08/short-and-sweet.html' title='short and sweet'/><author><name>mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839617805404787571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20663982.post-115500970423493837</id><published>2006-08-07T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T21:01:44.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whine and it shall be yours</title><content type='html'>Woo.  I had a good job interview today.  I'm not the only one up for the job, but I have a good feeling.  I'm not gonna get my hopes too high, but it's hard not to get a little giddy.  This is the best prospect I've had in a long time. Scratch that.  Its the best prospect I've ever had...EVER.  Crossing my fingers now.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20663982-115500970423493837?l=mft2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/feeds/115500970423493837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20663982&amp;postID=115500970423493837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/115500970423493837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/115500970423493837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/2006/08/whine-and-it-shall-be-yours.html' title='Whine and it shall be yours'/><author><name>mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839617805404787571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20663982.post-115481270687796115</id><published>2006-08-05T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T14:18:26.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More good news.</title><content type='html'>Well well well.  It seems getting a job is harder than i remember.  It's now been a month.  Due to financial issues, i've had to stop with the prozac and other medications.  I have actually been wanting to blog again for a while, but I feared i might vent explosive and offensive tripe.   My nerves are frayed.  I can't smoke pot while looking for a job, i quit cigarettes (what was i thinking), and now im a veerrrrrrry irritable person.  I deleted a character on the mud the other day.  And the rest are frozen:&lt;&gt;  Until then, I will search for a job, irritated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20663982-115481270687796115?l=mft2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/feeds/115481270687796115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20663982&amp;postID=115481270687796115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/115481270687796115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/115481270687796115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/2006/08/more-good-news.html' title='More good news.'/><author><name>mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839617805404787571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20663982.post-115326781746548210</id><published>2006-07-18T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T17:11:29.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Empath</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="600"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizfarm.com/1149681871Picture" jpg="" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Judge&lt;/b&gt;. You are a Judge Empath, one who is a "truthsayer". You can tell truth from lies, good from evil. You do not tolerate wrong doing. You are a defender of the good and the innocent. You are kind and merciful but do not play foolish games. (from "The Book of Storms" by Jad Alexander at MySilentEcho.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="300"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Judge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="85"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;85%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Artist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Precog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Fallen Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="70"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;70%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Traveler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="65"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;65%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Shaman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="60"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;60%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Healer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Universal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=" 201302=""&gt;What Kind of Empath Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://quizfarm.com%27"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20663982-115326781746548210?l=mft2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/feeds/115326781746548210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20663982&amp;postID=115326781746548210' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/115326781746548210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/115326781746548210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/2006/07/empath.html' title='Empath'/><author><name>mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839617805404787571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20663982.post-115227125154264216</id><published>2006-07-07T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T04:20:51.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My aura!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, its been a while since I've bothered to post.  This neglected blog will hopefully get a facelift this weekend as i just got fired last night (thursday night), and i don't intend to go get a new one until monday.  But for now I'll just leave you with this meme I saw on its-a-raggedy-life.blogspot.com  Its a good blog I found via webkittynwarbles.com. So here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my aura!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 60% Sociopath&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouasociopathquiz/sociopath-3.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not a sociopath, but you're very prone to antisocial behavior.&lt;br /&gt;Other people's opinions matter little to you. You live your own fringe life - for better or worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouasociopathquiz/"&gt;Are You A Sociopath?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20663982-115227125154264216?l=mft2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/feeds/115227125154264216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20663982&amp;postID=115227125154264216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/115227125154264216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/115227125154264216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-aura.html' title='My aura!!!!'/><author><name>mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839617805404787571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20663982.post-114900079992675298</id><published>2006-05-30T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T07:53:19.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hard to say</title><content type='html'>So, here i find myself waiting on the results of a test.  I'm not supposed to drive or work.  That's not going to happen.  I had an "episode" last night at work.  It's likely going to be diabetes, although my dr is leaning towards a mysterious seizure.  I await the results of a test.  I find it odd that i'm sitting here hoping for diabetes.  All the questions he asked me about drugs gave me the creeps.  Could it be my past has come back to bite me in the ass?  Did I not escape my habits soon enough?  Christ, I dont know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20663982-114900079992675298?l=mft2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/feeds/114900079992675298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20663982&amp;postID=114900079992675298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/114900079992675298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/114900079992675298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/2006/05/hard-to-say.html' title='hard to say'/><author><name>mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839617805404787571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20663982.post-114691909845238717</id><published>2006-05-06T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T05:38:18.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The bastid that stabbed the camel in the back.</title><content type='html'>Day 10!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats right, 10 days ago i quit the cancer sticks and havent looked back (much).  No shakes, no jitters, no raw nerves (thanks prozac).  I forsee no problems with this new goal of mine now.  Smoking is a thing of my past.  Unfortunately my resolve on the weed issue hasnt been so indomitable.  Not that i'm getting baked daily, but I have certainly crossed the line that I  , myself, drew.  It's hard for me to be too upset about it, given the certain success of kicking the habit thats been kicking me for years.  Goodbye mouthful of yuck in the morning.  Goodbye hacking for no apparent reason.  Goodbye uber-high cost of smoking.  Hello air!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20663982-114691909845238717?l=mft2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/feeds/114691909845238717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20663982&amp;postID=114691909845238717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/114691909845238717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/114691909845238717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/2006/05/bastid-that-stabbed-camel-in-back.html' title='The bastid that stabbed the camel in the back.'/><author><name>mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839617805404787571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20663982.post-114531466400584491</id><published>2006-04-17T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T15:57:44.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>scary quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:-1;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.aol.com/groovydougie/quizzes/sickboy.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://members.aol.com/groovydougie/quizzes/trainspotting.htm"&gt;Which Trainspotting Character Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20663982-114531466400584491?l=mft2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/feeds/114531466400584491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20663982&amp;postID=114531466400584491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/114531466400584491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/114531466400584491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/2006/04/scary-quiz.html' title='scary quiz'/><author><name>mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839617805404787571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20663982.post-114531427701025122</id><published>2006-04-17T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T15:51:17.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>an interesting prospect</title><content type='html'>I looked into a new job today.  No, I didnt lose the others, just lookin for an upgrade. My back aches, and my hands are worse.  My eyelids are drooping and are red.  Not red for the same reasons theyve been red for ten years, but a legal reason.  My hours are just a bitch to get used to.  Theres no chance of a shift change cause everyone knows graveyard shift gets a pay premium.  Every dime counts.  After missing a week due to this carpal tunnel, they count even more.  A one day check was just good enough to get me at least 100 dollars further into debt than I was the day before, go figure.  I worked on easter, but there's no holiday pay when you don't have your 40 hours.  So yeah, I looked into and began an application for a better paying job, traveling tool salesman.  Cheesy?  Maybe, but it pays well, and you get to travel to big fairs and stuff.  18 on/18 off.  Its an interesting schedule.  I don't know if I'll get it. though.  Guess I' ll just have to wait for a response. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I had better get some more sleep before work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20663982-114531427701025122?l=mft2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/feeds/114531427701025122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20663982&amp;postID=114531427701025122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/114531427701025122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/114531427701025122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/2006/04/interesting-prospect.html' title='an interesting prospect'/><author><name>mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839617805404787571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20663982.post-114484928176074280</id><published>2006-04-12T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T06:41:25.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cest la vie</title><content type='html'>After a week off (carpal tunnel), I find myself refreshed a bit.  I don't want to sound lazy, but damn the break was nice.  Nice, that is, except for the 1 day paycheck I have coming to me in the morning.  That much will be suck.  I went in last night, and due to mechanical problems at the plant, they sent me home.  Now i have to "volunteer" on both my days off to get back on track. *sigh*  Oh well,  shit happens, right?  I got a little extra sleep for one night.  Also, i managed to get 1 hour last night :&gt;!!!! So, at least I made gas money for the drive up there.  At least there's that.  I was watching Sesame Street this morning with my niece, too.  Thats a benefit of not being wore out at 8 am.  For some reason my blogroll doesnt seem to be putting up the little NEW alert i wanted it to.  I will further investigate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20663982-114484928176074280?l=mft2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/feeds/114484928176074280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20663982&amp;postID=114484928176074280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/114484928176074280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/114484928176074280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/2006/04/cest-la-vie.html' title='cest la vie'/><author><name>mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839617805404787571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20663982.post-114461925203945527</id><published>2006-04-09T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T14:47:32.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>who? me!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have a Choleric Temperament&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/choleric.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a person of great enthusiasm - easily excited by many things.&lt;br /&gt;Unsatisfied by the ordinary, you are reaching for an epic, extraordinary life.&lt;br /&gt;You want the best. The best life. The best love. The best reputation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You posses a sharp and keen intellect. Your mind is your primary weapon.&lt;br /&gt;Strong willed, nothing can keep you down. Your energy can break down any wall.&lt;br /&gt;You're an instantly passionate person - and this passion gives you an intoxicating power over others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you are a narcissist. Full of yourself and even proud of your faults.&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn and opinionated, you know what you think is right. End of discussion.&lt;br /&gt;A bit of a misanthrope, you often see others as weak, ignorant, and inferior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/"&gt;What Temperment Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just don't know about that :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20663982-114461925203945527?l=mft2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/feeds/114461925203945527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20663982&amp;postID=114461925203945527' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/114461925203945527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/114461925203945527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/2006/04/who-me.html' title='who? me!?'/><author><name>mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839617805404787571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20663982.post-114454560987637769</id><published>2006-04-08T18:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T14:45:36.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cause thats how i blogroll</title><content type='html'>BLOGROLL===&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats right. I put my first blogroll on this blog. I am so proud. Sure, theres only 4 blogs on it now, but i got excited to see it on the page. MORE TO COME. Now if I can only get someone to read my blog and click on the links!!!! ah i have an idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear rea(lovemyblog)ders,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has come to my att(lovemyblog)ention that the elite blog(lovemyblog)gers have blogro(loveblogroller.com)lls. So send me your link so i can avoid aski(lovemyblog)ng permission from everyone i want to blogeroll :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love(myblog),&lt;br /&gt;mikey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20663982-114454560987637769?l=mft2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/feeds/114454560987637769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20663982&amp;postID=114454560987637769' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/114454560987637769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/114454560987637769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/2006/04/cause-thats-how-i-blogroll_08.html' title='cause thats how i blogroll'/><author><name>mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839617805404787571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20663982.post-114445877504681205</id><published>2006-04-07T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T18:12:55.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my simpson self</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Krusty the Clown&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thesimpsonspersonalitytest/krusty-clown.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were the class clown as a kid, and you still entertain people.&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;From faking your own death to getting a wacky boob job, you'll do anything for a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be remembered for: your face being everywhere, from cereal to home pregnancy tests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life philosophy: "I heartily endorse this event or product."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thesimpsonspersonalitytest/"&gt;The Simpsons Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/thesimpsonspersonalitytest/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20663982-114445877504681205?l=mft2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/feeds/114445877504681205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20663982&amp;postID=114445877504681205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/114445877504681205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/114445877504681205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-simpson-self.html' title='my simpson self'/><author><name>mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839617805404787571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20663982.post-114409498345060212</id><published>2006-04-03T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T13:09:43.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>poor me?</title><content type='html'>It's funny how you can come to feel sorry for yourself over such little things, and it takes someone else to suffer horribly for you to realize you dont even have a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayers go out to the Steadman family for the loss of their child.   http://steadman.blog.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And go to genuine jims site to comment for a good cause (see above line)   www.genuineblog.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20663982-114409498345060212?l=mft2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/feeds/114409498345060212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20663982&amp;postID=114409498345060212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/114409498345060212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/114409498345060212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/2006/04/poor-me.html' title='poor me?'/><author><name>mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839617805404787571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20663982.post-114202691374988421</id><published>2006-03-10T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T13:41:53.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh</title><content type='html'>Wow!  Im truly exhausted.  Gone is the urge to appear ubermanly and deny my aching tired ass.  This factory crap is worse than laboring.  My feet ache, my eyes ache, my hands ache.  I dread the drive to and from Moll.  An hour of shaking my head to stay awake and talking when none of us feel like talking.  I have never considered 8 regular hours such a task, and i assumed this 11-7 shift would be just the ticket for me.  I am praying not to hear from the car lot needing me to come in.  If I can just get some sleep this weekend, things will be smooth. Eventually, i will come to be used to this, I hope.  I know that I have failed to make a point, but im too tire to continue.  Good night internet.&lt;br /&gt;mikey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20663982-114202691374988421?l=mft2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/feeds/114202691374988421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20663982&amp;postID=114202691374988421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/114202691374988421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/114202691374988421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/2006/03/ugh.html' title='Ugh'/><author><name>mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839617805404787571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20663982.post-114097802812405157</id><published>2006-02-26T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T10:20:28.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New (ME)?</title><content type='html'>Well.  Here i am, sober and employed.  Whodathunkit?  Yep, due to bills due, ive given up my first love, weed.  Don't get me wrong, im no reformed "drugs are bad, mkay" type.  I simply cant afford to lose my job(s).  I have things to pay for, and really, i have other non weed related interests I'd like to finance.  Im getting my ham operators liscense soon.  All in all im happy about this change, even if its long term temporary. (my goal for now is 6 weed free months.)  Im also working on quitting cigs.  It's pretty hard while giving up weed too, but im managing improvement.   Half a year from my 10 year hs reunion and where am I?  Yeah, it's a necessary sacrifice giving up bud.  And its common sense to quit smoking.  Why strive for cancer or other lung disease.  It's time to not only be responsible, but to also try for healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of health, i'm also attemping to maintain a balanced diet and to stay active.  With 2 jobs, that part isnt hard.  A balanced diet is though.  Born unto fried chicken and gravy, this small portions shit kills me.  My blood pressure has come down to an acceptable number, due (im positive) to my new determined-to-be-calm attitude.&lt;br /&gt;Can I pull this off?  I hope so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20663982-114097802812405157?l=mft2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/feeds/114097802812405157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20663982&amp;postID=114097802812405157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/114097802812405157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/114097802812405157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/2006/02/new-me.html' title='The New (ME)?'/><author><name>mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839617805404787571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20663982.post-113666351382927867</id><published>2006-01-07T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T10:07:39.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new start begins with farewell</title><content type='html'>in the interest of my own peace of mind, i have removed the negativaty from here. (game on)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20663982-113666351382927867?l=mft2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/feeds/113666351382927867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20663982&amp;postID=113666351382927867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/113666351382927867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20663982/posts/default/113666351382927867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mft2.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-start-begins-with-farewell.html' title='A new start begins with farewell'/><author><name>mikey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05839617805404787571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
