<?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-4100465</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:48:30.274-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rozinante Speaks</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rozinante</name><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>129</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-111501618974586812</id><published>2005-05-02T01:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T01:43:09.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1. Pick a band and answer only using the band's song titles: Bad Religion2. Are you male or female:  20th Century Digital Boy3. Describe how you feel about yourself: Unacceptable... just kidding... Bored and Extremely Dangerous4. Your best piece of advice: Don't Pray on Me (I don't need it!)5. Describe your last relationship: Only Entertainment6. Say something to your current crush: Get Off (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/111501618974586812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/111501618974586812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111501618974586812' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-111432890260689504</id><published>2005-04-24T02:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T02:48:22.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's funny how easy it is for kids to decide things sometimes.I'm not talking about big decisions or anything, but just to work on assumptions that fit their perceptions of the world around them and invest themselves into those decisions with no reservations.At least that's how I was as a kid.I'm thinking of a couple of examples, but one of them just feels more appropriate right now.When I was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/111432890260689504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/111432890260689504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111432890260689504' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-111415582335125751</id><published>2005-04-22T02:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T02:43:43.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am suddenly seized by the urge to dive into the depths of self indulgence known as blogging, though I have nothing worthwhile to blog about.Procrastination has gone from being an idle amusement to a way of life.  I literally complete many of my assignments mere minutes before they are do, in spite of the fact that I've had hours of boredom to work on them.  I'd been getting better about this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/111415582335125751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/111415582335125751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111415582335125751' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-111009886926068137</id><published>2005-03-06T02:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T02:47:49.260-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dude.... totally forget about everything I posted earlier.  I was feeling fine pretty much by the day after.  I think it was just stress about interviews and school getting to me, stuff like that.Things are going awesome for me right now.Possibly the best they've been going for a long long time.It's funny how things just sort of fall into your lap sometimes isn't it?Man I'm drunk right now.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/111009886926068137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/111009886926068137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111009886926068137' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-110801922386017740</id><published>2005-02-10T00:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T01:07:03.860-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't like who I've become.I'm not talking about my base self, I'm still fairly happy with who I am.But I don't like who I act like anymore.I'm tired of being an asshole, really.The problem is, when I stop making snide comments, I start in on the self deprecating humor.  I've always hated the sort of desperation that puts into my voice.I think it's my focus on this that's been fucking with</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/110801922386017740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/110801922386017740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110801922386017740' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-110585649431029769</id><published>2005-01-16T01:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T00:21:34.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Break Re-CapBreak rocked... I thought about ending the post here, but what the hell, I'll keep going.I really can't remember the beginning of break, it's sort of fuzzy.  I know we went to A Series of Unfortunate Events, and a couple days later we went to, I Heart Huckabees, which I had already seen but liked more than well enough to see again.  I'll probably buy it when it comes out.Quick </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/110585649431029769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/110585649431029769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110585649431029769' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-110240283044579973</id><published>2004-12-07T01:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T01:00:30.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>City of DreamsThis is the coolest thing I've heard in months.  It's like old school radio dramas.  It has a distinctly Twilight Zone feel to it too.  The episodes are all about half an hour, and the voice acting is stupendous.  They pull in celebrities to do the voices.  Steve Buscemi and Tim Curry are in episodes.The only downfall is that you have to download Realplayer.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/110240283044579973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/110240283044579973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110240283044579973' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-110110689479802956</id><published>2004-11-22T01:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T01:01:34.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm jonesing for Omaha, I'm making Jason give me his Pomeroy.I'm sad, there's a GTO show the day I get in, but I'm gonna get in too late.Don't worry, I'll cope.I get in about 11, Alan is picking me up.I'm super pumped, it's been a long time since I've been to Omaha and seen most of you.Things are going fine here in Ripon, but I'm ready to be out of here, even for a few days.After that it's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/110110689479802956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/110110689479802956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110110689479802956' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-109928700624727715</id><published>2004-10-31T23:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T23:30:06.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless MindIt's probably the best movie I've seen since... I don't even remember.I don't remember the last time a movie made me feel that sad and wistful.Charlie Kaufman is the God of Screenplays.I need to watch that movie again, but with someone this time, because if I watch it alone again I'll probably shoot myself.Catharsis</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/109928700624727715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/109928700624727715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109928700624727715' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-109894357463259160</id><published>2004-10-28T01:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T01:06:14.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Post a comment with a memory [or a few] of me.It can be anything you want.Then post this in your journal.See what people remember about you.this is also a great way to see who's actually reading this....Man I hate Chemistry.I yoinked this from Sam.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/109894357463259160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/109894357463259160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109894357463259160' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-109893755172045274</id><published>2004-10-27T22:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T23:25:51.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So instead of reading for chemistry, I am going to blog.I don't have much to blog about, I'm on duty right now, but it's the sitting on my ass portion of duty.Scott and I were talking, we want to start a bands called the BILs (Big Independent Labels).  I also want to start a band called Used Soup Drive... because for some reason the idea of used soup is really, really vile to me... like.... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/109893755172045274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/109893755172045274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109893755172045274' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-109833769854079421</id><published>2004-10-21T01:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T00:48:18.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>-- Name: Peter-- Birthday: June 23, 1984-- Nicknames: I don't really have any except Peetah-- Favorite band: Flogging Molly, Goldfinger, Killers and the Faint-----------------YOU PREFER-------------------- Pepsi or coke: Coke-- McDonald's or Burger King: McDonalds-- Adidas or Nike: Adidas-- Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate-- Cappuccino or coffee: Coffee-----------------DO YOU---------</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/109833769854079421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/109833769854079421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109833769854079421' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-109815497574771324</id><published>2004-10-18T21:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T22:02:55.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'd like to start out this post with a quick thank you to Brooke, Alan and Adam, for a fun-filled and relaxing, if somewhat sleep-deprived week-end.It's funny, I didn't realize until they'd gone that I'd been planning my break around them.  I was just waiting for them to arrive, and trying to figure out what to occupy their time with.  Now that they're gone I really don't know what I'm going to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/109815497574771324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/109815497574771324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109815497574771324' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-109660978205161444</id><published>2004-10-01T01:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T00:49:42.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I did this once last year sometime, and I'm bored, so it's making a comeback.Open up your playlist with all of your music, set it on random, and list the first 12 songs it plays.No cheating, first 12 songs.1. Flogging Molly-Swagger2. Less than Jake-Five State Drive3. Flogging Molly-Grace of God Go I4. The Beatles-I've Got a Feeling5. Ramones-Blitzkrieg Bop6. Rancid-Tropical London7. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/109660978205161444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/109660978205161444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109660978205161444' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-109618079301745460</id><published>2004-09-26T01:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T01:39:53.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Unopened cans of pop, blue hair-spray and q-tips.  Radio training at 1 tomorrow, I think 1, maybe 1:30, the e-mail server is down, has been all day, so I can't really check.Tonight was less than satisfying.This weekend seemed to hearken back to the weekends of last year.  Last night was a lot of fun, played karaoke, partied and hung out with a bunch of people.  Chilled out at the end of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/109618079301745460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/109618079301745460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109618079301745460' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-109479234300124014</id><published>2004-09-09T23:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T23:59:03.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/5950304/?GT1=5100Puppy Shoots Owner(I'm too tired to do the hyperlink thing, too bad.)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/109479234300124014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/109479234300124014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109479234300124014' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-109416596188291523</id><published>2004-09-02T17:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T17:59:21.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>     what's your cowboy bebop theme song?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/109416596188291523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/109416596188291523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109416596188291523' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-109383492131975461</id><published>2004-08-29T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T22:02:01.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Trillian users of the world!  How the hell do I change my profile and make it stay beyond when I turn off the damn program?!?!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/109383492131975461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/109383492131975461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109383492131975461' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-109341154497772102</id><published>2004-08-25T00:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T00:25:44.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, it's been what, two months or so since my last post?I was thinking about shutting this thing down since I talk to everyone online all the time anyways, However, if things keep up as they have been I'm not going to be around nearly as much as I used to be.  So here it is, Rozinante speaks once more... or something like that.I've been here now for... 11 days... roughly.  It's been </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/109341154497772102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/109341154497772102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109341154497772102' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-108694588777647104</id><published>2004-06-11T04:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T04:24:47.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I be all up in that Ireland-shit.... yo.Ireland is beautiful, even if the keyboard seems a little... off somehow... the enter key is in a funny place.It is, however, really freaking rainy here.  And it's not so much the rain that's a problem, it's the fact that it can't seem to make up its mind about whether it is really going to rain or not.  We have these burst showers, that deluge, taper off</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/108694588777647104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/108694588777647104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108694588777647104' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-108482773487870870</id><published>2004-05-17T15:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T16:02:14.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow... Omaha...It's kinda sad that Jen got in a week after I did and yet she beat me to the Omaha post.It's good to be back, I will admit that there was some trepidation about that when I was packing.  I really wasn't sure whether I wanted to leave or not.  I mean, sure, I missed everyone and what-not... but I'd become accustomed to Ripon and its quirks and what I could do there and who I could</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/108482773487870870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/108482773487870870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108482773487870870' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-108287556477905539</id><published>2004-04-25T01:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T01:50:08.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Dante's Inferno Test has sent you to the First Level of Hell - Limbo!Here is how you matched up against all the levels:LevelScorePurgatory (Repenting Believers)HighLevel 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)HighLevel 2 (Lustful)LowLevel 3 (Gluttonous)Very LowLevel 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)Very LowLevel 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)Very LowLevel 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)Very LowLevel 7 (Violent)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/108287556477905539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/108287556477905539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108287556477905539' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-108234737622396064</id><published>2004-04-18T23:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T23:06:52.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Boredom time, antsy time, Dan-is-in-bed-and-I-can't-turn-on-a-light-time.Free style blog? Sure, why not?I've been thinking about doing an actual blog since reading Jen's most recent post.  I'm getting all reflective and almost nostalgia-y... or nauseous, take your pick on that one.It's strange, ever since I figured out what my moving plans were, I've been halfway ready to pack, and halfway not</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/108234737622396064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/108234737622396064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108234737622396064' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-108209313998971405</id><published>2004-04-16T00:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T00:29:32.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ZilusQuarth: it won't rape, pillage, burn, or eat babiesZilusQuarth: this isn't chicken my way!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/108209313998971405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/108209313998971405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108209313998971405' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-108182609233759139</id><published>2004-04-12T22:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T22:18:40.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Take my Quiz on QuizYourFriends.com!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/108182609233759139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/108182609233759139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108182609233759139' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-108149127871547041</id><published>2004-04-09T01:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T01:18:22.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm taking a poll... which was smoked first? Pot or Tobacco?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/108149127871547041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/108149127871547041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108149127871547041' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-108080566248802799</id><published>2004-04-01T01:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T01:51:14.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blogging free style.... It's really just a matter of letting everything come out through your fingers, maybe closing your eyes, some music helps, I think, if you do close your eyes, for the sake of the readers, use spell checker.... Today was one of those days that I think is destined to fade forever into the endless milieu of days. Nothing makes today significant, nothing great was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/108080566248802799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/108080566248802799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108080566248802799' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-108060413554925056</id><published>2004-03-29T17:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T17:52:25.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is only mostly my fault....DivineConman: Why do you build me up... butter cup?twiggynumber: just so I can let you down.DivineConman: LEt me down?DivineConman: Push me around!twiggynumber: but worst of all...DivineConman: And worst of all, you never call baby, when you say you will, but I love you still!twiggynumber: I NEED YOU!DivineConman: More than anything darling!twiggynumber: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/108060413554925056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/108060413554925056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108060413554925056' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-108054503732470585</id><published>2004-03-29T01:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T01:27:26.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nearing three weeks since last I blogged, a bit surprised no one's bugged me about it.  Especially considering the fact that my last "post" was that silly little musical thing.  So one day shy of hitting a full three weeks since my last post, and that was really just an apology for my mood, not a real post.Being back in Omaha this last time was an almost surreal experience in several ways.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/108054503732470585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/108054503732470585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108054503732470585' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-107895124862223856</id><published>2004-03-10T14:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T14:44:21.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This one was just a bit too good to pass up.Which Broadway Musical Are You Destined to perform in? by dangerousgameName/NicknameAgeSexColorBroadway MusicalLes MiserablesPartSupporting ActorCreated with quill18's MemeGen 3.0!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107895124862223856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107895124862223856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107895124862223856' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-107882014552982292</id><published>2004-03-09T02:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T02:18:48.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If I've been short, distant, rude or otherwise acting strangely lately, I apologize.  I've been getting very little sleep lately, and the work was really piling up there for awhile.  I actually did homework on Friday and Saturday, which is a first for me.  Thankfully things are dying down, my book review is done, my History midterm is done, my Jazz paper is done... I'm just... done, for now.We </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107882014552982292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107882014552982292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107882014552982292' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-107846541771724116</id><published>2004-03-04T23:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T23:46:34.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You're The Guns of August!by Barbara TuchmanThough you're interested in war, what you really want to know is whatcauses war. You're out to expose imperialism, militarism, and nationalism for what theyreally are. Nevertheless, you're always living in the past and have a hard time dealingwith what's going on today. You're also far more focused on Europe than anywhere else inthe world. A </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107846541771724116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107846541771724116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107846541771724116' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-107838539633605064</id><published>2004-03-04T01:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T01:32:52.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saw this on someone else's blog.Step 1: Load all of you music onto WinampStep 2: Put it on randomStep 3: Write down the first 15 songs that end up playing.I'm not planning on sleeping anytime soon, so I figure, why not?1. Less Than Jake- Boring Town2. Simon and Garfunkel- Mrs. Robinson3. Papaya- Hero (DDR Song)4. MSI- Thank God5. Benny Goodman- Goodnight my Love6. Dashboard </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107838539633605064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107838539633605064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107838539633605064' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-107830105711059429</id><published>2004-03-03T02:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T02:07:11.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sleep? I hate the word, as I hate hell, and all Montagues.How do you tell someone to stop having a heart-breaking phone conversation in the hallway so you can go to sleep without coming off as a total ass?  I don't think you can... But she has these conversations alllll the time.  At least a few times a week... the girl next door is sweet, but she has some serious issues with her... ex... I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107830105711059429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107830105711059429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107830105711059429' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-107775645994105321</id><published>2004-02-25T18:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T18:50:39.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, I was over at Penny Arcade and these caught my eye... they're wonderful... if you're dial-up you might want to steer clear though, they're all about 2 megabytes. Mario Tragedy: Part 1,Part 2, and Part 3</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107775645994105321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107775645994105321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107775645994105321' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-107774694109134086</id><published>2004-02-25T16:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T16:12:30.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A conversation at lunch about creationism spawned this comment by Laura."Hi I'm Eve! Dip me in barbeque sauce!"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107774694109134086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107774694109134086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107774694109134086' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-107774632662381968</id><published>2004-02-25T15:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T16:01:32.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, finally finished fighting with my blog.  This should work... if it doesn't... I'm gonna spread the suffering.  Hope you all like the changes, it looks kinda communist...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107774632662381968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107774632662381968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107774632662381968' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-107717136018559738</id><published>2004-02-19T00:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T00:18:37.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rare are the opportunities for me to scare an entire classroom.  Too rare, perhaps.In my defense, though, I didn't really want to, the prof made me do it.Ok, so, we had to write these short stories that showed something about human nature.  I decided to write mine about a man who kills his roomie his freshman year in college.  (Interpret the fact that the roomie in the story was named "Stan" </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107717136018559738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107717136018559738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107717136018559738' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-107679949760285014</id><published>2004-02-14T16:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T17:00:48.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey, linky-dinky-drinky to the right.  Skeletor's Cave  That's Jon and Lizzie's blog, so far.... There might be more of them.  Beware.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107679949760285014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107679949760285014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107679949760285014' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-107664911295513282</id><published>2004-02-12T23:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T23:14:22.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bill Gates is deadGo here, look around, don't spend too much time here, though, or else the amusement it provides is bound to wear off.I love joke sites like this.  It's sorta clever, and it's put together well enough that it's possible to fool you for a couple of minutes if you aren't expecting it.I remember scratching my heads for a moment or two before I figured it out.  I think it's the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107664911295513282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107664911295513282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107664911295513282' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-107647525579248359</id><published>2004-02-10T22:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T22:56:42.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your wings are BROKEN and tattered. You arean angelic spirit who has fallen from grace forone reason or another - possibly, you made onetragic mistake that cost you everything. Ormaybe you were blamed for a crime you didn'tcommit. In any case, you are faithless andjoyless. You find no happiness, love, oracceptance in your love or in yourself. Mostdays are a burden and you wonder when thehurting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107647525579248359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107647525579248359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107647525579248359' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-107638907153845698</id><published>2004-02-09T22:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T23:00:16.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MSI killed one of my Postal Service songs.....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107638907153845698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107638907153845698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107638907153845698' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-107638876441551820</id><published>2004-02-09T22:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T22:55:09.983-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I'm bored and, for lack of anything better to do I'm trying to get my music to fight by creating a play list that shouldn't exist.  See, I'm kind of becoming bored with music in general with the exception of a few Eve 6 songs that will soom become over-played.  So, I decided to combine all of the bands and artists I have on my computer in order to create one play-list that will confuse my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107638876441551820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107638876441551820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107638876441551820' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-107623196920163532</id><published>2004-02-08T03:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T03:21:52.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sleeping through the evening singing dreams inside my headI'm heading out I've got some ins who say they care and they just mightI run away with you if things don't go as plannedPlanning big could be a gamble I've already rolled the diceI spit and stutter stuff and clutter worries in my worried cornerMaladjusted just untrusted rusted sometimes brilliant busted thoughtsThink I'll stay for a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107623196920163532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107623196920163532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107623196920163532' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-107603579265814606</id><published>2004-02-05T20:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T20:52:12.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Trying to fix the links on my new template.  Killing off Alan's link, if it comes back I'll put him back up... maybe.mmMmmm.. Buffalo Kickers.I run myself to the point where I want to throw up, and then I order pizza.It only sorta makes sense, and it manages to sorta make sense because I missed dinner thanks to homework.  I could've stopped, but I didn't really have a good stopping place, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107603579265814606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107603579265814606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107603579265814606' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-107585890302216651</id><published>2004-02-03T19:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T19:43:59.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This one was just a bit too good to pass up.You are actually midnight sun. Many see you ascrazy, or plain creepy. You might enjoy scaringthem or not, but either way you do itsuccessfully. You're unique, there's not manyaround like you. What time of the day are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107585890302216651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107585890302216651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107585890302216651' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-107570233321643404</id><published>2004-02-02T00:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T00:14:28.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, Blogout is officially dead, much like the Galant its death was quick and unexpected, though also like the Galant, I can't say I'm really surprised.  They were both sort of struggling near the end there.School is slowly resuming its old feel, though there are lots of things that put this semester apart from the last one.1. I don't have classes on Tuesday and Thursday, this gives everything</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107570233321643404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107570233321643404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107570233321643404' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-107533074041431765</id><published>2004-01-28T16:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T17:01:08.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm a Philosopher/Scientist!Which Enemy of the Christian Church Are You?Take More of Robert &amp; Tim's QuizzesWatch Robert &amp; Tim's Cartoons</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107533074041431765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107533074041431765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107533074041431765' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-107492547153606895</id><published>2004-01-24T00:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-24T00:26:34.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Little drunk, not too bad though.I will admit that I missed the drunken conversations here in Ripon.  I just spent the last hour and a half debating what was art with someone, we were both kinda drunk.Before that we were playing Monopoly.I went to a Jazz concert tonight, it was.... incredible.  Every aspect felt perfect to me.  At the end of the concert I had that sort of drained feeling of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107492547153606895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107492547153606895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107492547153606895' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-107441088773943932</id><published>2004-01-18T01:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T01:30:02.606-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This good-bye thing, it gets harder, not easier, each time I do it, I think.I especially don't like how long it's going to be before I see some of you again, May seems very far away... Mmm Summer.I wish I lived just far enough away to make the time I spend back in Omaha as important as it is now, not as far away as I am.I wish I was just a few hours closer, just a few, close enough that it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107441088773943932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107441088773943932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107441088773943932' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-107402220696504675</id><published>2004-01-13T13:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T13:31:55.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, it finally happened, the old Galant has finally completely bitten the dust.A moment of silence for Peter Time.....Good enough for me.Well, that was good enough for me.Yesterday was strange, got up early so Jen and I could be cake fairies and deliver chocolatey goodness to some of the kids at MN.  Sorry, Burke, someone ate your cake.  Sat in on Fisch's class while they were talking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107402220696504675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107402220696504675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107402220696504675' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-107323963908827929</id><published>2004-01-04T12:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-04T12:08:56.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another year, another post.Ok, so I'm not quite THAT infrequent with my postings.Here I am, home, instead of church, my parents want me to stay off the road. As interesting and different as my family may seem some time, they still have the same, somewhat irrational fears.   I say somewhat because there is no doubt that the chance of accidents is greatly increased with all that snowy stuff on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107323963908827929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107323963908827929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107323963908827929' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-107208130661998064</id><published>2003-12-22T02:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T02:23:06.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nate WelchI've known Nate about as long as I've known anybody in Omaha, with the exception of Marshall, who really doesn't count as we sort of... stopped being friends in 7th grade.I just, started thinking about him a little bit ago, and, I realized, I'm not going to see him for more than 2 years, I'll count myself lucky if I can pry his e-mail address out of his family.  I haven't seen eye to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107208130661998064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107208130661998064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107208130661998064' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-107084473791693743</id><published>2003-12-07T18:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-07T18:53:18.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Donnie Darko quotes!"Why do you wear that silly bunny suit?""Why are you wearing that silly man suit?""A linguist once said that of all of the words in the english language, of all of the infinite combinations, that cellar door was the most beautiful.""I hope when the world ends I will be able to breathe a sigh of relief, because there will be so much to look forward to.""I guess some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107084473791693743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107084473791693743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107084473791693743' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-107025517686535047</id><published>2003-11-30T23:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T23:07:08.746-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This break was good, just about perfect, actually.  It was really what I needed to be able to get what I see coming over the next couple of weeks.  Between finals, papers and group projects that count for a third of my semester grade, I needed this break, badly.The GTO concert was cool, though Pomeroy stole the show, as per the norm.  I wasn't familiar with GTO, so they didn't grab me quite like</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107025517686535047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/107025517686535047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107025517686535047' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106983264977985116</id><published>2003-11-26T01:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T01:44:54.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is an actual conversation between myself and Jason, no names have changed, because none of us are really innocent, are we?Parentheses are my commentary on this conversation.ZilusQuarth: your blog, it's hugeDivineConman: Oh yeah(You know what they say about a man with a big blog ladies.)ZilusQuarth: "I got married, and that was fun, but I lost my wife, I haven't seen her since then </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106983264977985116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106983264977985116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106983264977985116' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106965011219727124</id><published>2003-11-23T23:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T23:02:33.843-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bloggitybloggitybloggityblog!Lemme see, what to blog about, what not to blog about?Tried out for the play, didn't make it, sad, but it's a small cast, and no freshmen got cast at all.However, I am doing crew, I always said I did theatre for the people I met doing it, I suppose it's time I started backing that up.  They're going to pay me for it too, so that's fun, get me out of the freaking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106965011219727124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106965011219727124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106965011219727124' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106870205440673249</id><published>2003-11-12T23:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-12T23:41:21.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm tired of being apologized to.It's certainly not enough to ruin the good mood I've been in for pretty much all of this week, but it's getting a bit annoying.People seem to think that I will see them as weak if they actually express strong emotions in front of me.  Or even if they don't think I will see them as weak, they will feel weak doing so in front of me.  And it's more than one person.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106870205440673249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106870205440673249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106870205440673249' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106861789618313414</id><published>2003-11-12T00:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-12T00:18:41.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I told Elizabeth I would have a new blogskin set up, and here it is.  I'm changing the name of the blog (again).  Heh.Here's the song that I stole the name from."Black Friday Rule" -Flogging MollyI want to believe in myself once again So I dream of a man whose hopes never end To kiss with a girl who's as lovely as you I'd give you my heart, if you gave me the truthAnd for every </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106861789618313414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106861789618313414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106861789618313414' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106858646417049838</id><published>2003-11-11T15:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T15:34:49.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I promised a real blog, and here it is, I'll keep it simple and go day by day.Tuesday: Had to get up god-awful early, as in prior to the Sun coming up to say hello, in Wisconson, the sun says hello very, early.  Went to perform for a bunch of less than enthusiastic high schoolers. Skipped Spanish because I was too tired and cranky to sit through it.  Just chilled for the rest of the day.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106858646417049838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106858646417049838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106858646417049838' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106818333919873135</id><published>2003-11-06T23:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T23:35:58.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'll have a real blog up in a few days, once the crazy dies down, ie. play is over, dad is home and I finish the load of homework that got dumped on me all of a sudden.  Monday or Tuesday.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106818333919873135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106818333919873135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106818333919873135' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106789201915615790</id><published>2003-11-03T14:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T14:40:33.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DivineConman: Cockmongertwiggynumber: therefore, ass pillowtwiggynumber: i am not! i never charge.DivineConman: Cocknauttwiggynumber: cockherdDivineConman: When Taria was in a good mood, she was fun to mess around with.  After AP English we would have the root word of the day sometimes.DivineConman: CocksuitDivineConman: Cocknaut is my personal favorite.twiggynumber: cockdevil</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106789201915615790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106789201915615790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106789201915615790' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106780055285674845</id><published>2003-11-02T13:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T13:16:06.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> "If one or both memebers of a married couple appear before an ecclesistical judge to request a seperation because of this obstacle (sexual impotence), he shall give them another three years to live together and make them swear to try to have intercourse."Late Medieval Laws Concerning WomenThe form by which marriage might be annuled due to sexual impotence.Can you imagine a judge telling you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106780055285674845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106780055285674845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106780055285674845' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106770726952228953</id><published>2003-11-01T11:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-01T11:21:21.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Halloween all, even if it's not really Halloween anymore, I didn't get around to the whole blogging thing until, well, now obvously.  There's not much to post here, but there are a couple of things.We finally ran the play through with tech, make up and costume, it went more or less like it was supposed to, will wonders never cease?And yes, I did dress up for halloween, but I decided I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106770726952228953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106770726952228953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106770726952228953' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106746565284572168</id><published>2003-10-29T16:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T16:14:21.343-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got my mena-whatcha-magitis shot today, I don't think they actually did anything besides give me an exceedingly painful bandaid.  Honestly, I didn't feel the needle go into my skin.  And I spent about 5 minutes in the mirror looking for a puncture of some kind on my arm, isn't there.Getting back into the swing of things, though it is odd without Dan here.  For those of you who don't know, Dan,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106746565284572168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106746565284572168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106746565284572168' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106726353900024121</id><published>2003-10-27T08:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T08:05:44.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My lazy seems to have transcended the normal boundries of the word and entered into a state that some might refer to as, "Zen."I woke up this morning, and dragged my ass out of bed around what I thought was 8:45.I climb down to my computer, look at its clock, and realize that I forgot to reset my alarm clock.The real lazy part is this.  As opposed to resetting the clock, and getting another 40</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106726353900024121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106726353900024121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106726353900024121' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106723591243333540</id><published>2003-10-27T00:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T00:25:17.280-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>More later, now, sleep.It's funny, I miss Omaha already, I guess I just didn't realize how much I missed it until I went back to visit."Let us be lovers we'll marry our fortunes together""I've got some real estate here in my bag"So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner piesAnd we walked off to look for America"Kathy," I said as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh"Michigan seems </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106723591243333540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106723591243333540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106723591243333540' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106706367924879401</id><published>2003-10-25T01:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-25T01:34:41.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I look back on the timeline of my life and I begin to realize something.Have I been too accepting of my "fate?"Have I let myself be complacent simply because it wasn't necessarily easier, but because it had worked in the past?I'm a stronger person than I once was, but am I a better one?I've always advocated "rolling with the punch."  I'm very fond of that phrase, ask anyone.Why don't I ever </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106706367924879401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106706367924879401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106706367924879401' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106611395358175021</id><published>2003-10-14T01:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-14T01:45:53.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been had!I have been, really.  See, Eric, one of Dan's friends on the floor called me up and asked me if I knew where Dan was.  I said no and he informed me that they were down at the Quads (dorms) and that he had walked off about half an hour ago and they hadn't seen him since.About 30 minutes later Eric comes in and asks me if Dan had stopped by.  Again, the answer was no.  A couple of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106611395358175021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106611395358175021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106611395358175021' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106603306195678513</id><published>2003-10-13T03:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T03:17:41.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I used to visit all the very gay places,Those come what may places,Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life,To get the, feel of life,With jazz and cocktails.The girls I knew had sad and sullen grey faces,With distant day traces,That used to be there you could see where they'd been washed away,by too many to the day,and twelve o-clock tails.Then you came along, with your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106603306195678513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106603306195678513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106603306195678513' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106507617077792670</id><published>2003-10-02T01:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-02T01:29:30.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your Life: The Movie by mintyduckWho will play you:Shannen Doherty Who will play your love interest:Will Smith Weeks you will stay in the box office:23Song that will play during your love scene:U2 - With Or Without You Song that will play during your death:Simon and Garfunkel - Sound of Silence Your name:Created with quill18's MemeGen! That's a long freaking run.I'm a chick?I mainly decided </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106507617077792670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106507617077792670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106507617077792670' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106481536000294792</id><published>2003-09-29T01:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-29T01:02:40.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"How can I be angry when there is so, much, beauty in the world?" -American BeautyIt's true, I wish I could make all of you see it.I went for a walk earlier this week, I'd hit the proverbial wall and I needed a break before I lost who I was.So I pulled on my jacket, and went for a walk.  I grabbed my discman and put my Coltraine CD in.  I started walking.  I ended up walking down the trail to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106481536000294792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106481536000294792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106481536000294792' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106473548884675403</id><published>2003-09-28T02:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T02:51:28.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Come now, you all knew it was coming eventually.  Maybe you didn't want to admit it to yourselves, but here it is, the first, but probably not the last, drunken blog.Yes, I'm drunk, as I described it to Dan (my roomie) I'm drunk enough to piss in a field, but sober enough to find a tree.  Which I did earlier, due to extreme circumstances of necessity and being about half a mile from my dorm.  It</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106473548884675403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106473548884675403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106473548884675403' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106452491117109049</id><published>2003-09-25T16:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-25T16:21:51.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wel, I'm doing much better now.I got 10 hours of sleep, I rock.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106452491117109049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106452491117109049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106452491117109049' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106452488438312259</id><published>2003-09-25T16:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-25T16:21:24.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--60 72.41 52.38 66.67--&gt;     ENTP - "Inventor". Enthusiastic interest in everything and always sensitive to possibilities. Non-conformist and innovative. 5% of the total population.     Take Free Myers-Briggs Personality Test </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106452488438312259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106452488438312259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106452488438312259' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106428774030740223</id><published>2003-09-22T22:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-22T22:29:00.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Stupid Jhonen test thingy... I was Happy Noodle Boy, btw.This week has been filled with allusions to this Summer, and it's only Monday.  I am currently "rocking out" to the Trance that filled our final days in Omaha.  Currently I'm on "Eternal Mystery" next, Jen's personal favorite.There's a lot of annoying people on my floor right now, yes MY floor... Anyhow, they're just wandering around </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106428774030740223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106428774030740223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106428774030740223' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106428626496384061</id><published>2003-09-22T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-22T22:04:25.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This seemed worthy of a post.Which Jhonen Vaquez character are you? By EmReznor.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106428626496384061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106428626496384061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106428626496384061' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106385475274173626</id><published>2003-09-17T22:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-17T22:12:32.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Seer The ULTIMATE personality test brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106385475274173626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106385475274173626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106385475274173626' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106369494603598436</id><published>2003-09-16T01:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-16T01:57:02.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am the freaking blog niiiiiiiinjaaaaa.I only blog when it is least expected.Like 1:40 AM on a Tuesday morning.  I don't have class until 11, and it's not real class, just the start of the Academic Year... (So what was all this learning before-hand?)My roomie has decided to get drunk every monday from now on.  He did it last week in here, as most of you know, and that drove me nuts.  He's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106369494603598436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106369494603598436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106369494603598436' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106231088103927632</id><published>2003-08-31T01:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T01:21:21.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This Summer made me forget how strange I really am.  It's easy to do, you spend all summer with a bunch of people who have something akin to a basic understanding of your little eccentricities, and you forget that some people might find these habits strange.  I find it fascinating to notice that, the drunker the people around me become, the more they act like we all did this last summer.Classes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106231088103927632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106231088103927632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106231088103927632' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106211326946768058</id><published>2003-08-28T18:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-28T18:27:49.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, to keep from having to tell this to EVERYONE individually, I'm going to post it here.Drama has sucked me back in.I know I said I was done, but, well, I was looking back at my time at MN, and I came to a realization.The majority of the people I hung out with at MN I hung out with because I knew them from theatre.The play is Midsummer Nights' Dream, tryouts were yesterday, lets see how </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106211326946768058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106211326946768058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106211326946768058' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106178940449114255</id><published>2003-08-25T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T00:30:04.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think entering into college is a blog-worthy offence.I really just wanted to use that phrase.I should go to sleep soon, but Dan, (my roomie) isn't back yet so there's really no point.Problem is that I only got about 5 hours of sleep last night because, well.... my dorm room is a furnace.  None of the rooms have AC, the lounge does, but that's about it.Lets see, list of annoying but bearable</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106178940449114255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106178940449114255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106178940449114255' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106152604852244506</id><published>2003-08-21T23:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T23:23:14.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Omaha has done its worst, lets see what Ripon has to offer.  This was really just one of those days that needed to end at about... 2.  Yeah, 2 in the afternoon would have been a really, really good time for this day to end.Up till 2, my day was going ok.  I woke up around 10:30 or so, showered, got dressed, and finished packing my clothes.  Yey, productive early on.  After that I snuck into MN </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106152604852244506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106152604852244506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106152604852244506' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106110184629752924</id><published>2003-08-17T01:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-17T01:30:46.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I got home at about 2:50 or so last night after Jen and I went for a drive around Omaha blasting techno because we both decided that we needed the therapeutic electronica.  Molly's party was sad, it even got to me a bit through my walls of denial, which is surprising, a like Molly, a lot, but we've never been close in any way, shape or form.  She's one of my Winter Play friends, a person I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106110184629752924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106110184629752924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106110184629752924' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106081129348892786</id><published>2003-08-13T16:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-13T16:52:57.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was going to blog last night but blogger was stupid and was doing things when they said they were going to do them (the whole, server maintenance thingy) Therefore I shall now take this moment to tell you all of the magic and majesty of "the cake".  The cake happened because I was once more home and without anything to do prior to midnight, it was around ten, to be precise.  Therefore I called </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106081129348892786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106081129348892786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106081129348892786' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-106023910555875844</id><published>2003-08-07T01:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-07T01:51:45.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feline What Random Noun Are You? brought to you by QuizillaI'm not sure I agree with this, but I rarely do, and it's better than the posicle answer, that's all I'm going to say.  I got this one three times though, the last time being when I hit a bunch of random answers... sounds like a sign to me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106023910555875844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/106023910555875844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106023910555875844' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-105971901548931454</id><published>2003-08-01T01:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-01T01:23:35.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>3 weeks.... Less, really, holyfuckshitdamn.  And here I am, sitting alone, why?I have this unreasoning fear of being forgotten. I'm terrified about having to live the rest of my life talking about high school with my best friends because that will be the last things we had in common.Fuck you Ripon, and your distance, I'm staying here.Right.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/105971901548931454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/105971901548931454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105971901548931454' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-105943501463852181</id><published>2003-07-28T18:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-28T18:30:14.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*snicker* I've got soul glowy!You Are Yellow. (((~*~What Personality Color Are You?~*~))) brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/105943501463852181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/105943501463852181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105943501463852181' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-105924051318267971</id><published>2003-07-26T12:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-26T12:28:33.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, here we are ladies and gentleman, things went off without a hitch as far as I can tell.  I would like to take a moment to say, there was a whole lot of kissing going on.  There, I said it.  I've found out that I'm not the kind of inebriated fellow that I thought I was.  I just ended up being really, really mellow the entire night through.Last night was sort of a test for me, I guess.  I'd </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/105924051318267971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/105924051318267971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105924051318267971' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-105917611957666436</id><published>2003-07-25T18:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-25T18:35:19.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>T -20 Minutes and counting, heres hoping all goes according to plan.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/105917611957666436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/105917611957666436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105917611957666436' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-105894042803691714</id><published>2003-07-23T01:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-23T01:07:08.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been thinking over the past couple days.  Everyone has those little unwritten rules that they try to live by, well, I've been thinking about writing mine down.  Keep in mind, these are things I TRY to live by, but no one is ever close to their ideal self.1. Never apologize for who you are.  If you feel the need to, than it's time for change.2. Never apologize for your actions, only for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/105894042803691714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/105894042803691714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105894042803691714' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-105877182808242734</id><published>2003-07-21T02:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-21T02:17:08.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have a feeling that the girl's blog is going to end up like a lot of one night stands."....Well... it SEEMED like a good idea at the time..."Just wait until you find that blogger secretly impregnated you during the night.All of the work and none of the fun, right Rachel?I've been in a loopy mood, when I'm around people, I've been crazy, but as soon as I'm alone, I realize I don't want to be</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/105877182808242734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/105877182808242734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105877182808242734' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-105850935333298175</id><published>2003-07-18T01:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-18T01:22:33.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am a fucktard, for details go to Jen.I've been distracted lately, I don't know, and it just keeps getting worse and worse.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/105850935333298175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/105850935333298175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105850935333298175' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-105850888850553727</id><published>2003-07-18T01:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-18T01:14:48.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I suppose I can post."Can I get those in cornflower blue?"  My mom just gave me a puzzled look.  She was ordering the "bedding kit" and she wanted to know what color I wanted.  I told her green after that, but she was still puzzled.  And only hard-core Fight Club fans will get that joke.There's been a hella lot of happenings going on over here.  Primarily of course is the much spoken of sleep </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/105850888850553727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/105850888850553727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105850888850553727' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-105769242724531086</id><published>2003-07-08T14:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-08T14:27:07.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A post is a post, right?  Right.I am infinityYou may worship me, but from afar_what number are you?this quiz by orsa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/105769242724531086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/105769242724531086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105769242724531086' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-95819748</id><published>2003-06-19T02:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-19T02:07:22.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I probably shouldn't post a link to this, because people might start actually expecting me to update it.  I wrote this about 3 in the morning or so... I think I read Liz's blog and needed to respond somehow, well, here it goes: Of Backways.I write sometimes, it helps me relax.Anywho, today was pretty fun for the most part.I woke up about 10:30 or so, which was good, the day didn't feel quite </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/95819748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/95819748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95819748' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-95782500</id><published>2003-06-18T01:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-18T01:53:14.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmm...I sleep, I hang out, I go back to sleep.It's a vicious cycle.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/95782500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/95782500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95782500' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-95660442</id><published>2003-06-14T09:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-14T09:01:57.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is basically to keep all you peeps from ringing my house all days.  I'm gonna be out like a fat kid at dodge ball all day today... Well, atleast until around 5 I guess, so it's up to all of you to do the whole "coordination" thing.  Going to the college world series!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/95660442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/95660442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95660442' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-95025673</id><published>2003-05-29T01:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-29T01:25:18.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think, therefore I am, therfore I live, therefore I blog.It's been a rather eventful umm... 15 days since I last posted, this thing has, of course, fallen by the wayside as other projects and, well, things have taken up the majority of my time.My graduation party went really well, sorry to all you peeps who couldn't make it, it was hella fun.  See, for those of you who haven't been to my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/95025673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/95025673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#95025673' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100465.post-94303432</id><published>2003-05-13T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-13T21:38:16.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I would like to take a moment to state something that I think I may have forgotten until tonight.All women are beautiful.It's a simple statement that carries great weight.  To all the ladies who may read this, remember this, you are beautiful, the only thing that can make that untrue is to forget it.Thank you Ian.Speaking of Ian, fencing was wonderful tonight, it was exactly what I needed, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/94303432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4100465/posts/default/94303432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worm-wood.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94303432' title=''/><author><name>Rozinante</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
