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ruess'/><category term='anthony green is the sex'/><category term='little girl'/><title type='text'>X amount of words...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>429</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-7467798664250405697</id><published>2011-02-11T18:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T18:11:41.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will you write a book about me? Or you could paint me like one of your French girls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeText"&gt;Will you write a book about me? Or you could paint me like one of your French girls.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    Answer &lt;a href="http://4ms.me/g8zXqC"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-7467798664250405697?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7467798664250405697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2011/02/will-you-write-book-about-me-or-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/7467798664250405697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/7467798664250405697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2011/02/will-you-write-book-about-me-or-you.html' title='Will you write a book about me? Or you could paint me like one of your French girls.'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-1288877473635837826</id><published>2010-05-29T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T21:32:14.052-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='verysexy'/><title type='text'>Nightmares by the sea</title><content type='html'>I wonder if these people saw it coming and got out before it was too late. Then years later we ironically worship them while still feeding off of the shit they didn't want to be surrounded by. Maybe we should all go for a swim and never come back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-1288877473635837826?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1288877473635837826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/nightmares-by-sea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1288877473635837826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1288877473635837826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/nightmares-by-sea.html' title='Nightmares by the sea'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-62444735557481579</id><published>2010-05-25T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T14:56:16.193-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifeisfixingitself'/><title type='text'>If you don't have anything nice to say</title><content type='html'>I had a dream last night that I got married. I was still 18. It was complete and utter crap. I didn't love who I was marrying. I don't even remember who it was. There was just a wedding and I'm pretty sure I was the one marrying someone. There wasn't enough food. The moral of that story is that I recall not being able to tell my parents. The whole time I was just bummed because my parents weren't there. I feel like that's how it's really going to end up. Because I'm me and that's how I work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-62444735557481579?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/62444735557481579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-you-dont-have-anything-nice-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/62444735557481579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/62444735557481579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-you-dont-have-anything-nice-to-say.html' title='If you don&apos;t have anything nice to say'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-1261411129910818441</id><published>2010-05-05T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T20:59:39.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Virgin</title><content type='html'>Today we talked dreams and I realized I still have the same exact fucking dream since I was a wee little person. I just care less about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-1261411129910818441?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1261411129910818441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/virgin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1261411129910818441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1261411129910818441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/05/virgin.html' title='The Virgin'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-2077842888172107572</id><published>2010-04-28T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T20:32:08.028-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you were always a sea otter'/><title type='text'>Sleep Well</title><content type='html'>I'm in no position to ask "Where's my dignity?"&lt;br /&gt;It was gone to moment I realized I couldn't have you&lt;br /&gt;It left with the money...&lt;br /&gt;...the time spent&lt;br /&gt;...the thousands of miles I've driven&lt;br /&gt;Just to see you&lt;br /&gt;Just so you can smile at me&lt;br /&gt;Then walk away&lt;br /&gt;While I stand wondering "What the fuck just happened?"&lt;br /&gt;I'm well aware&lt;br /&gt;It's rhetorical&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-2077842888172107572?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2077842888172107572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/04/sleep-well.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2077842888172107572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2077842888172107572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/04/sleep-well.html' title='Sleep Well'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-150830199913845112</id><published>2010-04-14T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T21:12:50.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>timshel</title><content type='html'>coal mine. trap me and call it a day. go back to your wife and kids. enjoy a nice meal and lay by the fire until you fall asleep. wake up tomorrow and go back to work. me? i'll let them dig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-150830199913845112?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/150830199913845112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/04/timshel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/150830199913845112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/150830199913845112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/04/timshel.html' title='timshel'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-3342352292282537228</id><published>2010-04-09T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T21:55:18.910-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaamelie'/><title type='text'>Watermark</title><content type='html'>The biggest lie we tell ourselves&lt;br /&gt;Is that it all works out&lt;br /&gt;That we can just sit on four's&lt;br /&gt;And wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-3342352292282537228?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3342352292282537228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/04/watermark.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/3342352292282537228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/3342352292282537228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/04/watermark.html' title='Watermark'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-6120044267495761713</id><published>2010-04-09T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T00:10:14.415-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats in a bag'/><title type='text'>I Am Judas</title><content type='html'>Well of course, you are right.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the hell I am doing.&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just decide for me?&lt;br /&gt;You know everything.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, man. &lt;br /&gt;Why do we even try?&lt;br /&gt;Were just lazy and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;You fix everything.&lt;br /&gt;You are pure.&lt;br /&gt;You can do no wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Why'd you even make me?&lt;br /&gt;Such a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-6120044267495761713?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6120044267495761713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-judas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/6120044267495761713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/6120044267495761713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-judas.html' title='I Am Judas'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-3161080334764726019</id><published>2010-04-06T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T00:12:13.520-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i will try to do this more'/><title type='text'>Has left the building</title><content type='html'>Today, we got a puppy. The fortune cookie told me to not spend any money, but I was just about to drop a lot of money on things I don't really care about. I think I still will. Fuck the fortune cookie. What does it know? Stupid piece of paper written by someone who vaguely grasps the concept of fortune. Today, we got a puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-3161080334764726019?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3161080334764726019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/04/has-left-building.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/3161080334764726019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/3161080334764726019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/04/has-left-building.html' title='Has left the building'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-8452146817666758232</id><published>2010-03-25T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T08:38:00.279-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Get out</title><content type='html'>We shouldn't be putting parental advisory stickers on CD's.&lt;br /&gt;We should be putting them on children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-8452146817666758232?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8452146817666758232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/03/get-out.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/8452146817666758232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/8452146817666758232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/03/get-out.html' title='Get out'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-469215956556382037</id><published>2010-03-20T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T15:56:05.677-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hahahahahahahahahafuckme'/><title type='text'>A Baby for Pree</title><content type='html'>I don't get this obsession with trying to be an "adult"&lt;br /&gt;No self-respecting 6-year-old would be caught playing in a sand box these days&lt;br /&gt;He wants to charm girls with his carefully constructed hair&lt;br /&gt;She wants to text one word responses while throwing caution to the wind&lt;br /&gt;They'll get together and hold the shit out of those hands&lt;br /&gt;At least until they find out there's more than Nick Jr. after noon&lt;br /&gt;There's a world out there constructed of reality...TV&lt;br /&gt;She'll live her life as Liz&lt;br /&gt;He'll pimp his ride (amongst other things)&lt;br /&gt;They'll all be 16 and pregnant on some beach&lt;br /&gt;Pop culture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-469215956556382037?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/469215956556382037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/03/baby-for-pree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/469215956556382037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/469215956556382037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/03/baby-for-pree.html' title='A Baby for Pree'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-6098566677912239519</id><published>2010-03-18T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T21:56:13.105-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dwightkschruteforoffice'/><title type='text'>I told you so</title><content type='html'>A while back, I recall saying something about how all the mindless, liberal shits that are spawned at my school will turn on Obama in a matter of months. Today, the person who prompted me to say that made some pretty harsh comments at the current president. I laughed pretty hard. This world is so predictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-6098566677912239519?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6098566677912239519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-told-you-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/6098566677912239519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/6098566677912239519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-told-you-so.html' title='I told you so'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-776465941895907606</id><published>2010-03-13T01:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T01:51:50.446-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theongoinghorrible'/><title type='text'>Coontail</title><content type='html'>Open B tuning won't stay in tune.&lt;br /&gt;I got a mouthful of my own medicine.&lt;br /&gt;It was bitter, but it's suppose to be good for you.&lt;br /&gt;I know to be nice now. Well, not really. I just say it.&lt;br /&gt;It is completely like me to hold a grudge against you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-776465941895907606?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/776465941895907606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/03/coontail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/776465941895907606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/776465941895907606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/03/coontail.html' title='Coontail'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-4805427005724323053</id><published>2010-03-07T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T19:28:34.782-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deepallanisdeep'/><title type='text'>The 51 is backed up and too slow</title><content type='html'>I'm tired of 12-year-old's that look much older.&lt;br /&gt;I don't look very old.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of pretty waitresses.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm old enough.&lt;br /&gt;She was pretty though. I think that place hires a girl for one night and fires her so no one ever sees her ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-4805427005724323053?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4805427005724323053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/03/51-is-backed-up-and-too-slow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/4805427005724323053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/4805427005724323053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/03/51-is-backed-up-and-too-slow.html' title='The 51 is backed up and too slow'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-1563317994298631054</id><published>2010-02-24T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T22:10:13.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm ready to owe you anything</title><content type='html'>I kinda used to have things to say. Now I am just fucking with you. In case you didn't pick up on that. I am. I am I am I am I am I am. I am so done with this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-1563317994298631054?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1563317994298631054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-ready-to-owe-you-anything.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1563317994298631054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1563317994298631054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-ready-to-owe-you-anything.html' title='I&apos;m ready to owe you anything'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-8703366454757052870</id><published>2010-02-17T22:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:57:00.632-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='socrypticyoupeedyourpanties'/><title type='text'>Melody 5</title><content type='html'>He turns and he says to me, "How do you feel about moving to San Antonio? You know, we're probably better off there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't respond. It shouldn't matter what I think. I'm leaving soon so you can do whatever you want. The house there is nicer anyways. It's in a decent suburb. You've always wanted to live in the suburbs. I don't know why didn't just go there before I went to high school. It's not like I've lived in Oakland all my life. It's not like I've grown attached to it. It's not like I've made any good friends who are staying. I'm pretty damn tired of hearing police sirens. Why do you think I'm moving so far away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell him it doesn't really effect me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-8703366454757052870?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8703366454757052870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/melody-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/8703366454757052870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/8703366454757052870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/melody-5.html' title='Melody 5'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-6252313690251412265</id><published>2010-02-16T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T09:32:36.368-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='isayimtired'/><title type='text'>White Casket</title><content type='html'>I'm living a double life. That makes it sound easy. I'm at least five different people. None of them know each other. One of them knows you. That's how it goes. If I tried to bring them all together, things would happen. Like having a room full of people you've slept with, but never bothered to call. Those kind of things. One of them clearly is sexually frustrated. He probably has squaids. What was I saying? Oh yea. I'm at least five different people. One of them clearly pays very little attention to anything. He has the attention span of a squirrel. By this point, you are starting to see a pattern and are thinking that I will repeat this five times. Jokes on you. I just wasted a good minute of your life. He's an asshole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-6252313690251412265?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6252313690251412265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/white-casket.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/6252313690251412265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/6252313690251412265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/white-casket.html' title='White Casket'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-7982528036217415758</id><published>2010-02-13T11:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T12:07:26.309-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imsodonewiththis'/><title type='text'>Bare and brittle</title><content type='html'>Valentine was a man with plan&lt;br /&gt;A true business man&lt;br /&gt;Why not exploit the lovers&lt;br /&gt;With notions of trying to get laid?&lt;br /&gt;And the ones who aren't love&lt;br /&gt;They'll pay to express their hate&lt;br /&gt;"I'll be a rich man!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-7982528036217415758?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7982528036217415758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/bare-and-brittle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/7982528036217415758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/7982528036217415758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/bare-and-brittle.html' title='Bare and brittle'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-300464644598457515</id><published>2010-02-09T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T21:17:26.844-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imanotapoet'/><title type='text'>Drive all over time</title><content type='html'>I don't think I can stand this place anymore.&lt;br /&gt;It's no longer a home, it's a cage.&lt;br /&gt;I know everything. I'm just bored now.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone here just drinks all the time.&lt;br /&gt;So it's not so wrong that I feel alone.&lt;br /&gt;Bob's getting laid, Billy has a girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;I just jack off and go to rock shows by myself.&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably do that when I leave here too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-300464644598457515?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/300464644598457515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/drive-all-over-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/300464644598457515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/300464644598457515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/drive-all-over-time.html' title='Drive all over time'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-4583365900974529152</id><published>2010-02-08T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T20:37:57.788-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='la dispute is love'/><title type='text'>Castle Builders</title><content type='html'>I wish I was a wit vampire. It's like a normal vampire except for the fact that instead of sucking out blood, I'd suck out all of the victim's witty thoughts and comments. I would be the most charming and clever thing on two legs since the invention of the two-legged toaster. If I ever need a witty comeback, I'd simply suck it out of you. Then you would be dead so I guess it would be pointless. Did I mention people die when they get drained of all their wit? It's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-4583365900974529152?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4583365900974529152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/castle-builders.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/4583365900974529152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/4583365900974529152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/castle-builders.html' title='Castle Builders'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-1730710734068134920</id><published>2010-02-06T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T21:18:22.624-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook is stupid'/><title type='text'>A big ol' fad</title><content type='html'>My name is Ted&lt;br /&gt;I use my cellphone to see in the dark&lt;br /&gt;I flip my pillow over to get to the cold side&lt;br /&gt;I will slightly go out of my way to step on that crunchy looking leaf&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when I take off my shoe and my sock comes off with it&lt;br /&gt;I'm very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-1730710734068134920?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1730710734068134920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/big-ol-fad.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1730710734068134920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1730710734068134920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/big-ol-fad.html' title='A big ol&apos; fad'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-1904809713343391140</id><published>2010-02-05T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T23:25:22.164-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im not dating older women'/><title type='text'>Buy my car</title><content type='html'>I am going to wait until she's a bit older, divorced&lt;br /&gt;And a total cougar&lt;br /&gt;That's when I'll move in&lt;br /&gt;I'll be like what? Thirty?&lt;br /&gt;She'll still be just right&lt;br /&gt;I don't think it's wrong&lt;br /&gt;This is what true love is&lt;br /&gt;None of that fairy tale bullshit&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty ugly ain't it? &lt;br /&gt;I have wants, she has needs&lt;br /&gt;No use drowning ourselves&lt;br /&gt;They don't need to understand, but they could shut their mouths&lt;br /&gt;I don't care either way&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-1904809713343391140?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1904809713343391140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/buy-my-car.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1904809713343391140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1904809713343391140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/buy-my-car.html' title='Buy my car'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-8457636586320432403</id><published>2010-02-04T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T20:21:56.907-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='badass'/><title type='text'>Chop Squad</title><content type='html'>Technically this is artsy. I will keep doing it for a while. Maybe you enjoy it. Maybe it's a good laugh. I think in very disjointed sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-8457636586320432403?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8457636586320432403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/chop-squad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/8457636586320432403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/8457636586320432403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/chop-squad.html' title='Chop Squad'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-4307629564547270849</id><published>2010-02-03T18:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T18:14:08.732-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;ll talk about me next time'/><title type='text'>Pocket Jingle</title><content type='html'>A present came in the mail today&lt;br /&gt;It told me to wait&lt;br /&gt;What for?&lt;br /&gt;To open it&lt;br /&gt;I know, it sounds like a horrible deal&lt;br /&gt;But I'll have a little bit of faith this time&lt;br /&gt;And if this one fails&lt;br /&gt;There will be more along the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-4307629564547270849?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4307629564547270849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/pocket-jingle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/4307629564547270849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/4307629564547270849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/02/pocket-jingle.html' title='Pocket Jingle'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-235500960452454020</id><published>2010-01-31T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T20:53:15.988-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a very hairy bear'/><title type='text'>He was a scary bear</title><content type='html'>I want me a heavy dose of April.&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be better in April.&lt;br /&gt;All my troubles will magically vanish in April.&lt;br /&gt;It will all fix itself in April.&lt;br /&gt;I just have to sit and wait until April.&lt;br /&gt;Is that how it works?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-235500960452454020?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/235500960452454020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/he-was-scary-bear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/235500960452454020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/235500960452454020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/he-was-scary-bear.html' title='He was a scary bear'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-132106340133467187</id><published>2010-01-30T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T11:01:00.449-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toxic sludge babies'/><title type='text'>RATTLESNAKE!</title><content type='html'>So he says, "For $.50 extra, you can get a large. You want a large?" Won't the medium cup be able to hold a small child? No? SURE THEN! Large it is. I'm man enough to drink a small, under-developed nation's water supply's worth of Coke. You have convinced me sir. But wait! Surely a normal straw does not have the power to transport all of this liquid from the container to my mouth! I must use a Red Vine? Can I buy only one Red Vine? I need the entire box of Red Vines for some undisclosed reason? Okay. I'll take a box of Red Vines then. Golly mister, you sure are helpful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-132106340133467187?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/132106340133467187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/rattlesnake.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/132106340133467187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/132106340133467187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/rattlesnake.html' title='RATTLESNAKE!'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-6231358204651936528</id><published>2010-01-28T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T19:12:58.221-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://niccageaseveryone.blogspot.com/'/><title type='text'>Sabina and Franz</title><content type='html'>I know that I have lived vicariously&lt;br /&gt;None of this is my own&lt;br /&gt;I remember days, things&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that they are not memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I have lived vicariously&lt;br /&gt;I've talked to people in places I have never been&lt;br /&gt;I laughed about hidden jokes that aren't mine&lt;br /&gt;I remembered all the wrong people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I have lived vicariously&lt;br /&gt;In your city, on your street&lt;br /&gt;Hanging around your favorite places&lt;br /&gt;Sat in that cafe on 4th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I have lived vicariously&lt;br /&gt;I forgot how to live on my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-6231358204651936528?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6231358204651936528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/sabina-and-franz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/6231358204651936528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/6231358204651936528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/sabina-and-franz.html' title='Sabina and Franz'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-2444438459273173563</id><published>2010-01-20T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T16:58:51.400-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m not funny'/><title type='text'>There's a song about this</title><content type='html'>Dear rain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no longer in love with you and this relationship cannot drag on any longer. It was fun at first and we had our giggles, but now I see you are nothing more than just water that falls from the sky for an extended period of time before stopping. Remember the times when you were soothing and actually helped me fall asleep? What happened to those days? You've kept me up for two nights in a row with your "pitter patters" and "drip, drip, drips". I dozed off during a test today because you couldn't talk it out at a reasonable hour of the day. It's always "me, me, me" now. I have feelings too. I quite enjoy not having to make mad dashes from building to building for fear of getting all of my possessions wet. Also, I think you should ease up on the evaporation. You're starting to sound like hail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-2444438459273173563?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2444438459273173563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/theres-song-about-this.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2444438459273173563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2444438459273173563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/theres-song-about-this.html' title='There&apos;s a song about this'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-7905541886196844313</id><published>2010-01-19T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T20:46:13.430-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hold your breath'/><title type='text'>house of leaves</title><content type='html'>Sometimes people are difficult to deal with. I probably shouldn't rope in people in general into that statement. It's just a few select individuals. I generally find people to be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't give me crap and then request that I do something for you. You can't come to me for help and when I tell you I honestly can't help, you tell me I'm useless. You can't try to be my friend when you don't have an ounce of respect for me. You should also stop asking me questions that don't pertain to anything of great importance. IF MY ANSWER IS NOT GOING TO SAVE A HUNGRY VILLAGE IN AN UNDER-DEVELOPED COUNTRY, DON'T ASK IT! In short, you should go die in a hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why dying in a hole is the preferred method for you to die by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know if it stems from their ego or they just have no concept of how human interactions work. I love puppies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-7905541886196844313?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7905541886196844313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/house-of-leaves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/7905541886196844313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/7905541886196844313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/house-of-leaves.html' title='house of leaves'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-6566635262599935789</id><published>2010-01-18T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T11:23:42.924-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we were so singular'/><title type='text'>The damage revealed the cost</title><content type='html'>This is the big four oh....oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;400 posts. I've been doing this for about a year and I've accumulated a total of 400 posts. No mistakes this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is at this point in a boy's life that he must talk about being at this point in his life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would've done something spectacular with this post if I were famous, but I am not so nothing spectacular will happen. Maybe by 500 I'll be a billionaire and dumb promises like Michael Scott. Then it'll be great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to whore myself out more to the interbot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-6566635262599935789?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6566635262599935789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/damage-revealed-cost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/6566635262599935789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/6566635262599935789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/damage-revealed-cost.html' title='The damage revealed the cost'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-1723334296390970799</id><published>2010-01-16T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T19:45:20.528-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I update because I feel like I need to'/><title type='text'>The shivers, I got.</title><content type='html'>I question my character sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Char⋅ac⋅ter [kar-ik-ter]- n. 1. the aggregate of features and traits that form the individual nature of some person or thing; 2. a part or role, as in a play or film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-1723334296390970799?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1723334296390970799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/shivers-i-got.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1723334296390970799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1723334296390970799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/shivers-i-got.html' title='The shivers, I got.'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-6608581407766188712</id><published>2010-01-12T17:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T17:49:05.528-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fingers crossed and ready'/><title type='text'>These Arms Were Snakes</title><content type='html'>My long, arduous journey down the college application road is coming to a close. What is the first thing that I did when I clicked that "submit" button my friends had been talking about for months? I went on facebook and updated my status to something I thought was witty. Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just have to stay on life support until the letters start rolling in. Though I am sure I won't get in, I really would like to go to Skidmore. If not, I just hope one of the other colleges take me. They're all very similar schools so the only sad part will be that I am not at Skidmore. Let's hope the other sad part won't be that I didn't get into a single college. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assuming I do get into college, I'll actually be carrying a lot of my friends with me to the East coast. I don't have that many friends so it's not a hard task. Haha. I also will have to deal with all the people (one person actually) I don't want to ever see again since apparently they'll be tagging along too and they'll probably want to hang out with my friends when I'm hanging out with my friends. Let's hope Oregon adopts me instead. Haha. I wanted to get away from everything I am used to here which sadly includes the people I want to spend time with. Maybe it's a complete douche thing to do, but I wanna see what I can do just completely by myself. By that I don't mean I'll move out and not talk to people ever again. I mean like living on my own, forming new relationships on my own, paying the non-existent bills and child support on my own, etc. Maybe I'll see that I can't actually survive on my own and come crawling back to Oakland. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other very depressing news, These Arms Are Snakes is no longer a band. Boo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-6608581407766188712?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6608581407766188712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/these-arms-were-snakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/6608581407766188712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/6608581407766188712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/these-arms-were-snakes.html' title='These Arms Were Snakes'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-7480752795961602205</id><published>2010-01-10T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T20:09:41.397-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we were once social animals'/><title type='text'>Jen don't wanna be seen</title><content type='html'>Today, I had a brilliant idea. The problem was that I was in the car, it was very early in the morning, and I had nothing to write it down on. So I tried to cling onto that idea while doing a bunch of other things like walking and not running into people in Chinatown. It's a lot harder than it sounds. I got home, sat down, tried to recreate the idea I was super stoked about in the car and I just couldn't. That's probably a sign for why I shouldn't write poetry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just trying to be productive. I have too much free time and I figure that if I am not going to do work, I might as well pursue that artsty fartsy side of me I pretend exists. That endeavor is very expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just code for "I'm pretty tired of blogging".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-7480752795961602205?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7480752795961602205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/jen-dont-wanna-be-seen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/7480752795961602205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/7480752795961602205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/jen-dont-wanna-be-seen.html' title='Jen don&apos;t wanna be seen'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-2056584375519108832</id><published>2010-01-10T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T00:59:36.124-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='this post sucks hard'/><title type='text'>Paper Stapler</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://files.snapmylife.com/pictures/25906/pw3_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 177px; height: 290px;" src="http://files.snapmylife.com/pictures/25906/pw3_small.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 100% determined to get this tattoo. Just sayin'. It's either this or try to fork up the cash for a full sleeve because I'm so hip like that. Have I mentioned I'll never probably get a "real" job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-2056584375519108832?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2056584375519108832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/paper-stapler.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2056584375519108832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2056584375519108832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/paper-stapler.html' title='Paper Stapler'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-371295061803604287</id><published>2010-01-06T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T17:19:15.403-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legoland'/><title type='text'>All my titles now will involve paper.</title><content type='html'>I am trying very hard to push this blog in a different direction than me just rambling on about nothing. That requires me to actually plan out something to talk about and stick with that something. I'm sorry if you like rambling, but this is what I want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, it becomes all that more difficult. I don't wanna just put something down if I don't feel like it will entertain in some way which in turn makes nothing I write seem entertaining. I also am in no way motivated to put so much effort into this thing when like all of 2-3 people read it. AdSense gives me a better sense of how many times someone actually looks at this blog, but I can almost guarantee that 80% of those views are from me. Now I am just complaining. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am really getting to is that you should just donate money to me. I can up the production of this blog and it will end up looking like your favorite movie. Don't you want it to look like your favorite movie? Of course you do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a last.fm account. Add me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=" http://www.last.fm/user/ParaKissu"&gt;Click it yo.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-371295061803604287?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/371295061803604287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-my-titles-now-will-involve-paper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/371295061803604287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/371295061803604287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-my-titles-now-will-involve-paper.html' title='All my titles now will involve paper.'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-3783222002320762484</id><published>2010-01-05T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T07:46:20.831-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shamwoo'/><title type='text'>Mo' Paper</title><content type='html'>No, this blog does not get easier to read. It will never in any shape or form make your eyes feel comfortable when staring at it. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Management.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-3783222002320762484?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3783222002320762484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/mo-paper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/3783222002320762484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/3783222002320762484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/mo-paper.html' title='Mo&apos; Paper'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-2506606379109892202</id><published>2010-01-04T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T19:39:33.216-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='more attention is good'/><title type='text'>Paper</title><content type='html'>Recently, I've consumed a lot of Pepsi. Pepsi is one of my preferred beverages because it says "caffeine" somewhere on the packaging and I find that oddly reassuring. That is, however, not a valid reason to consume the amount of Pepsi that I have consumed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point you probably think that I have just given you my answer to the age-old question: "Coke or Pepsi?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth, I don't know. I personally think they both taste kind of the same. You drink enough of both and they all just start tasting like one another. It's all just sugar water in the end so why the hell does that matter?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Pepsi and Coke had a baby, you'd get a clogged artery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-2506606379109892202?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2506606379109892202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/paper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2506606379109892202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2506606379109892202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/paper.html' title='Paper'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-4909035219274502574</id><published>2010-01-02T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T15:21:38.414-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back off yo'/><title type='text'>Like leads to like like</title><content type='html'>Owl City. We are going to talk about Owl City. Just sayin'. You can leave now if you want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you'll stay. They always stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I feel about this city of owls yet. On one hand, I kinda like his voice and to some extent admire what he is doing, but one the other I hate how "cute" and "bubbly" all his songs are and I just have this thing against people playing the laptop. It's silly and just too simple (says the guy who probably couldn't do it himself). I probably don't know what I am talking about, but a lot of the time there aren't even any real instruments involved. There are programs to emulate any instrument and that totally takes the fun out of it. Plus, it's really weird watching a dude stand in front of a laptop live. The negatives are outweighing the positives so I will say this: I secretly adore "Fireflies". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/Sz_U9uLE5ZI/AAAAAAAAANs/3tRdtTfGAdA/s1600-h/onesie500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/Sz_U9uLE5ZI/AAAAAAAAANs/3tRdtTfGAdA/s320/onesie500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422286633208964498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least he knows what music fans really want. An adult size onesie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. CLICK MY ADS!!! D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-4909035219274502574?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4909035219274502574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/like-leads-to-like-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/4909035219274502574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/4909035219274502574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/like-leads-to-like-like.html' title='Like leads to like like'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/Sz_U9uLE5ZI/AAAAAAAAANs/3tRdtTfGAdA/s72-c/onesie500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-3995864129453907621</id><published>2010-01-01T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T16:02:25.995-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s too much sexual tension to be Nazi Germany'/><title type='text'>Pretty and rainbows</title><content type='html'>Remember Happy Meals? Of course you do. Remember when they would occasionally have different toys for boys and girls? Like one gets a Hot Wheels and the other gets a Barbie? I remember being so completely bummed every time I got a Barbie. I couldn't wrap my mind around why on earth the person behind the counter would give me a freakin' Barbie. They saw that I was a boy because I was the one who ordered the damn Happy Meal. Your company made a distinction that little boys got a piece of plastic with wheels on it and girls got a piece of plastic with hair sticking out of it. SO WHY GIVE ME A DAMN BARBIE?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I realize now that it was probably because they ran out of cars and really didn't want to fight an eight-year-old boy over not getting a toy in their Happy Meal. So we got the left over Barbies. What did I do to these Barbies? What any little boy would do. Lick them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://babble.com/CS/blogs/strollerderby/2007/07/23-End%20of%20Month/pregnant-barbie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 384px;" src="http://babble.com/CS/blogs/strollerderby/2007/07/23-End%20of%20Month/pregnant-barbie.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's 2010. I want this blog to head in a more organized direction. Less rambling. More themes. Less assholes. More references to things that you probably won't pick up on. Less about me. More about me. Less about sad. More about happy. Life is in the pits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my new New Year's Resolution is to make one U.S dollar through adsense. That is why you'll notice there are ads on my blog now. They in no way get in the way of your reading so I might as well right? It's hard out here for a not-famous person on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-3995864129453907621?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3995864129453907621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/pretty-and-rainbows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/3995864129453907621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/3995864129453907621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2010/01/pretty-and-rainbows.html' title='Pretty and rainbows'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-2236200710365379336</id><published>2009-12-31T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T21:35:41.427-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allan can&apos;t do anything to make the shoe move forward'/><title type='text'>Bullshizzle.</title><content type='html'>I wonder if there's a place where on one side it's already 2010 and on the other it's still 2009. If you stood at this place, you would technically be standing in two different years. Is that a stupid thought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally find this whole New Year's thing anti-climatic. I will wake up tomorrow and it'll look like any other day. I'll still write "2009" on my papers accidentally for a good month or so. I'll still have to deal with the same things for a good 3/4 of 2010. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man. It feels like yesterday I wrote an entry with a resolution on it. It didn't happen. I could care less at this point. I can't wrap my head around it so I'm just really not gonna let it bother me ever again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So what about this year?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, here's an easy one. Get into college. WOO! Simple enough right? Mr. Unedited College Essay begs to differ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized this little identity mess (that's probably over-exaggerating) I'm in is gonna get in the way of my applying. WAY TO START OFF THE NEW YEAR! I have to fill out my financial aid stuff ASAP, but I can't until all my ID and all that crap says the name I've been using since I was like 8. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been a horrible day. I don't know. It probably sounds like nothing compared to your big boy problems right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-2236200710365379336?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2236200710365379336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/bullshizzle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2236200710365379336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2236200710365379336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/bullshizzle.html' title='Bullshizzle.'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-8911546616764050050</id><published>2009-12-31T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T11:23:56.102-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='darn you security'/><title type='text'>Lemons</title><content type='html'>I went to the DMV today. Stood in line for a good hour. Took that written test. Passed with 4 wrong. Stood at the counter waiting for something to happen. Lady tells me that the name on my social security card does not match the one on my passport so I can't get anything until that's all fixed. Hooray. This sucks so much because the name on my passport isn't actually even the name that I use so I'll just have to change EVERYTHING now. I don't know what the hell my parents did when I first got to the US, but there are about 3-4 different names floating out there on various documents that all are suppose to be me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This needs to be fixed soon because I'll have to apply to college very soon and it would be so not awesome if something happened because none of the names match up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of that totally killed the excitement of passing in one go. The kid in front of me had like 12 wrong. I JUST WANNA DRIVE BEFORE JANUARY 23RD!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, I basically have a permit. Haha. NOW ONTO THE DRIVING EVENTUALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-8911546616764050050?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8911546616764050050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/lemons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/8911546616764050050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/8911546616764050050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/lemons.html' title='Lemons'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-3484633951965341918</id><published>2009-12-30T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T19:48:26.793-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='five on fire'/><title type='text'>St. Broadrick</title><content type='html'>Did you know that one Anthony Green and one Matt Embree came together last night in Los Angeles during a Good Old War show and played an acoustic version of "Skullflower" by The Sound of Animals Fighting? I'm going to assume that you, the reader, have no clue what TSOAF is so that's not important news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the driving handbook of doom today! I've neglected to finish reading it still, but I have to! Why?! BECAUSE I APPARENTLY WILL BE TAKING THE WRITTEN TEST TOMORROW! Way to just spring things on me parents. I bet you a pony I'll fail it since I've become the worst test taker ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man. I will get to drive eventually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've actually had another really, really long talk with someone on Omegle. That website is gonna get me killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-3484633951965341918?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3484633951965341918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/st-broadrick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/3484633951965341918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/3484633951965341918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/st-broadrick.html' title='St. Broadrick'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-1870426435051642879</id><published>2009-12-29T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T15:02:43.307-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allan is a dummy'/><title type='text'>Bacon smacon</title><content type='html'>Anyone else find the title of my blog ridiculously stupid and thirteen-year-old-ish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But me and the Photoshop aren't speaking so meh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got Adobe Premiere Pro CS3! Now I just need something to edit. I have weird hobbies. Like editing videos just for the hell of editing videos! I like learning how to use things like Photoshop and Premiere. Makes me feel useful and tech savvy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Says the tech guy who's actually expected to understand how computers work. I really don't. I just know how to crack 'em open and occasionally know what to take out and fix. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boohoohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-1870426435051642879?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1870426435051642879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/bacon-smacon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1870426435051642879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1870426435051642879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/bacon-smacon.html' title='Bacon smacon'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-2488817808081621666</id><published>2009-12-28T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T18:35:10.577-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the outside world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what is this'/><title type='text'>Heart of chocolate</title><content type='html'>I just spent over an hour talking to the same person on &lt;a href="http://omegle.com/"&gt;Omegle&lt;/a&gt;. Her name was like Alyssa or something. She lived in Maine, was 16 and had absolutely no interest in boys (if you know what I mean). Of course, this information was all volunteered by her. She only knows I live in California and that I am a guy from all my stupid comments. We talked about ponies and kittens for a good 90% of that conversation. Somewhere in there was a bit of rape and murder and hardcore music. It was fun. Dare I say the most perfect Omegle conversation ever? They should model conversations after the one we just had. It didn't start with "asl?" and the only mention of hand jobs were by me during really bad jokes. If only the interbot was all this awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want a trophy because I'm sure we broke some kind of record for longest, non-sex related, awesome conversation. YEA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, life is still just as boring and stuck in my room as can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-2488817808081621666?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2488817808081621666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/heart-of-chocolate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2488817808081621666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2488817808081621666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/heart-of-chocolate.html' title='Heart of chocolate'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-6432291995690822680</id><published>2009-12-27T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T17:37:16.533-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a third one is coming up'/><title type='text'>Gota de suerte</title><content type='html'>I wanna not be sitting in front of the computer doing nothing. If I could only turn that into something productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's still half of a book I spent $14 on that I haven't finished reading. An entire college essay I should probably write. One I need to revise ASAP. And just a plethora of other things I wanna get started on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it will never happen! WE ALL KNOW ME WELL ENOUGH AND I NEVER GET ANYTHING DONE! Poop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. Two posts in one day? Exciting! If more people read this and I were more famous, some possible comments could look like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OMG! ANOTHER POST?! IS IT MY BIRTHDAY?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"lulz"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"fagget"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It really worked for me! BUY VIAGRA NOW!! www.notreallyviagra.com"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you like regular Pringles?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you know what you need a job and maybe a girlfriend then you wouldn't be sitting on your fatass eating all day and talking to the internet like someone cares fuckyoufuckyoufuckyouballsballsballsballs"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally love that last one. All my comments should look like that. LOOK LIKE IT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda wish I had a camera because there are things I wanna take pictures of. Hooray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-6432291995690822680?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6432291995690822680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/gota-de-suerte.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/6432291995690822680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/6432291995690822680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/gota-de-suerte.html' title='Gota de suerte'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-7045058246536863551</id><published>2009-12-27T09:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T10:11:15.962-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='find some time for tea and wine'/><title type='text'>A Badge</title><content type='html'>MY PACKAGE CAME! HOORAY! And immediately I am waiting for another. Stupid gift cards and their ability to let me shop online. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad just has the worst opinions ever. He says things and you're just like "Wow...is that what you really think?" Scratch the first sentence. The only issue I have with his opinions is that he is way too vocal about it. Yes, it is good to express your opinions, but with anything it gets boring after the first time. He'll find a way to slip politics into just about everything! I DON'T CARE ABOUT HOW THEM LIBERALS ARE KILLING US! I don't like politics either. If you hate it so much, move down South. Then you'll never have to deal with our pseudo-hippie bullshit ever again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this crazy paper cut on mah fingah. As with most cuts I get, I can't tell you where exactly it came from. All I know was that I neglected to put a band-aid on it and it looks gnarly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-7045058246536863551?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7045058246536863551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/badge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/7045058246536863551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/7045058246536863551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/badge.html' title='A Badge'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-5268071715016739001</id><published>2009-12-24T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T14:01:46.884-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moocow'/><title type='text'>French Texas</title><content type='html'>HOLYSNAPS! Wristcutters: A Love Story is probably one of the best movies I have ever seen!!! I love it! It somehow takes such a super depressing act and turns it into an amazing movie that is in no way depressing. GO WATCH IT! GO WATCH IT! GO WATCH IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a bit too excited there. It is a good movie though. The guy from Almost Famous is in it. Tom Waits is in it. They play a few songs by Joy Division. WHAT'S THERE NOT TO LOVE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alas, I am stuck at home in the end. I'm kinda tempted to just take public transportation all the out to the city so I can spend the rest of my "I saved up all of this money for one thing, but I've decided to waste it on all this other thing" money. It's kinda late ish though. I probably won't make it home before dark and I'm not motivated to leave the house. I'm still recovering from being 98% dead so I shouldn't risk it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a Skype account, but I never use it. I'm not cool enough I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-5268071715016739001?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5268071715016739001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/french-texas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/5268071715016739001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/5268071715016739001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/french-texas.html' title='French Texas'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-2891164977027019452</id><published>2009-12-23T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T11:54:12.656-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='velvet'/><title type='text'>Postcards from Italy</title><content type='html'>Santa was just using Rudolph for his body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been terribly sick for the past few days. It could've been Swine flu. I don't know. I didn't sleep much. I didn't eat much. I could barely stand up. It was horrible. I couldn't even hold up a guitar (having a very heavy Les Paul didn't help) so I basically just laid in bed coughing up various internal organs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've developed a phobia of metal doorknobs. It's really sad and scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-2891164977027019452?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2891164977027019452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/postcards-from-italy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2891164977027019452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2891164977027019452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/postcards-from-italy.html' title='Postcards from Italy'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-3223490840391544946</id><published>2009-12-20T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T14:57:01.302-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i want the first born'/><title type='text'>Kid</title><content type='html'>Dear ramen noodles,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are tasty.&lt;br /&gt;Insert a line about Brittany Murphy.&lt;br /&gt;So I can say two more years until twenty.&lt;br /&gt;Check it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-3223490840391544946?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3223490840391544946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/kid.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/3223490840391544946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/3223490840391544946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/kid.html' title='Kid'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-1234111104855073275</id><published>2009-12-19T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T01:45:39.031-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='today'/><title type='text'>Chutes</title><content type='html'>I will go out of my way and say that I may have just had one of the best days ever. What's better than eating a ton of good food and getting paid to do a whole lot of nothing? Nothing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-1234111104855073275?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1234111104855073275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/chutes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1234111104855073275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1234111104855073275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/chutes.html' title='Chutes'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-6212883792827355116</id><published>2009-12-17T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T18:53:56.662-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People everywhere'/><title type='text'>Sold out</title><content type='html'>Let me rep some random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.snakesandsuits.com/"&gt;Snakes &amp; Suits&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get your faux indie on. Har har har.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am spending my birthday savings on that. I am flaking on music for clothing. That's so unlike me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I'll still have $100 left after this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending a lot of time on the interbots watching youtube videos. By that I mean I've just been watching random vlogging people talk into a camera. Dare I say I am somewhat addicted? Here are the people I find amusing for absolutely no good reason:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/Nanalew"&gt;Nanalew&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/YourAverageAdam"&gt;YourAverageAdam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/thatzak"&gt;thatzak&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/Cohenism#p/u/7/Tqm7BngW44w"&gt;Cohenism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is most definitely in the order I like them. They also do a podcast, but if you even bother to click on one of those links, you'll probably find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More soul selling. MOAR!!! WHAT DO I KNOW ABOUT MOAR?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-6212883792827355116?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6212883792827355116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/sold-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/6212883792827355116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/6212883792827355116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/sold-out.html' title='Sold out'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-1847370996748727306</id><published>2009-12-16T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T21:33:41.385-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='this feels okay'/><title type='text'>We'll do the work</title><content type='html'>500 Days of Summer is sooooooooooo good!!!!!!!! Being a super Zooey Deschanel fan, it's most definitely smart to watch one of her best movies ever 800 billion days after it's been released. Now there's no one to talk about it with. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved that movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inglourious Basterds also. That was pretty good too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once in my life I actually feel good about this whole college thing. I ACTUALLY HAVE AN ESSAY WRITTEN!!! WOOO!!! YEA!!! It's kinda sad how other people are actually in college already though. Also this girl who's like 100x smarter than me is also applying to Skidmore. Well, I'm sure a lot of other people at school who are 100x smarter than me are applying also, but I only know for a fact that she is. Way to totally further destroy my chances. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I could apply for stuff in Canada? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Canada, it is basically a proven fact that just about ANYONE can speak French better than me. It's kinda sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW FOR A NEW SEGMENT!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ongoing list of cliche albums that I would like:&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdmallimage.bugs.co.kr/shop/upload/mall/200703221825020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://cdmallimage.bugs.co.kr/shop/upload/mall/200703221825020.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEA! Psychocandy by The Jesus and Mary Chain. Shoegaze-y goodness from back in the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the Ringo Star of ________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-1847370996748727306?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1847370996748727306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/well-do-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1847370996748727306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1847370996748727306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/well-do-work.html' title='We&apos;ll do the work'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-1864056022528392594</id><published>2009-12-14T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T19:31:20.481-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='far more'/><title type='text'>Analog</title><content type='html'>Contrary to popular belief, I actually do own more than just one t-shirt. Too bad I always end up getting pictures taken of me when I'm wearing my East Oakland Boxing Association shirt. Honestly. Out of the not that many pictures of me on the interbots, a good chunk of them feature me wearing that shirt. Why does this matter?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3339326/1/Quake_Urgency"&gt;The best thing you'll ever read&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a bad day? Do me a favor and read that! It's so good. SOOOOO GOOOOODDDDD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two posts in one day. I am done-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-1864056022528392594?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1864056022528392594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/analog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1864056022528392594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1864056022528392594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/analog.html' title='Analog'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-5401858515270516223</id><published>2009-12-14T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:05:48.124-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wrestling moves'/><title type='text'>Legoland</title><content type='html'>This is what we in the cattle industry call "Finals Week". This isn't just any finals week. It is THE finals week. The finals week to end all finals week until a later, as of yet undetermined time in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blogging very early in the morning. That can probably tell you what mindset I am in right now. Not a good or productive one. I have about two late assignments and one that is actually due by the end of today. If I somehow convince myself to stay away from friends and distractions on a day where I don't even have to be at school, I will get them done. I will be more or less caught up. It's been so long since I've known that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowds will roar. So, so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've been reading my blog for more than a second, you'll probably realize I swear a lot. For no good apparent reason whatsoever. So, I've convinced myself to cut down on it. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concluding remarks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have a few weeks worth of free time soon. Assuming I do force myself to follow through with the whole learning the drive thing, I might spend a lot of that time just driving around and forgetting to put gas into the car. Even then I'll still have a lot of free time. I think I will force myself to write things again. Well, "force" makes it sound un-artsy. Haha. What exactly these things are is still unclear. How seriously I take it is still unclear as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. Ho. Hi. Ho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-5401858515270516223?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5401858515270516223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/legoland.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/5401858515270516223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/5401858515270516223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/legoland.html' title='Legoland'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-1859558458982479853</id><published>2009-12-13T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T18:08:23.540-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='okay kids'/><title type='text'>No big whoop</title><content type='html'>The fact that I have only two finals left in my entire high school career and I'm already stoked about leaving high school makes me not wanna study at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. You have tuned into another one of these. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I sat in front of a camera and talked about dumb shit then posted it on youtube, would anyone watch? CAN I BE FAMOUS TOO?! WILL I RECEIVE MORE HATE MAIL AND DEATH THREATS?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That in no way implies I'm going to start doing that. Having a blog and spamming stupid shit on twitter is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have developed this somewhat huge obsessions with Evan Rachel Wood. I haven't seen "Across The Universe" though. I just know that a handful of people I know fucking hate it. Har har har.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man oh man oh man. OH MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will recover from being sick again and fight the interbot with more words and stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-1859558458982479853?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1859558458982479853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-big-whoop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1859558458982479853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1859558458982479853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-big-whoop.html' title='No big whoop'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-5212784283429561090</id><published>2009-12-10T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T20:22:21.370-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ahhhhhhhh'/><title type='text'>Bite My Tongue</title><content type='html'>People keep telling me high school will be some of the best years of my life. I'd gladly trade it all in for a puppy. Or a taco. Depending on the time of day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I keep at this pace, I'll learn to drive just before 2010! Just gonna drive around buying hella porn and cigarettes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it works out, I could probably drive to the Cold War Kids show next month. Won't have to deal with BART or making my parents pick me up at like 1 am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.myspace.com/thevenetiafair"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/112/l_0374a2886f8b4f13ac0a90375028af96.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that turn you on? Click it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when we were almost going to learn what makes us develop crushes in Neurobiology. I think we did. I can't remember. I don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like 90% done with that class. I'm both super stoked and super bummed. It's a fun and interesting class, but it is so fucking hard. Definitely not for the pretend smart people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend wants to go out with a bunch or people for dinner next Thursday to celebrate all the December birthdays. He has his sights set on this somewhat fancy restaurant and is willing to pay for all of it. I'm not sure I wanna go. Sure, I shouldn't bitch about a free meal, but I'm only turning 18 man. I think I'd have a better time fucking around in some dirty little burger joint in the middle of nowhere. Har har har. I'm just not mature/sophisticated enough for this stuff I guess. Nonetheless, it's a very nice thing for him to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I is listening to that Academy Is... at this very moment. Once again, I like Santi. Leave me alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when people abuse the word "epic". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you think Joss Whedon shows get cancelled a lot? Maybe because they really aren't that good. Maybe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my new favorite thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fY9PQv4K-4s&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fY9PQv4K-4s&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-5212784283429561090?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5212784283429561090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/bite-my-tongue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/5212784283429561090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/5212784283429561090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/bite-my-tongue.html' title='Bite My Tongue'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-7954936210229501379</id><published>2009-12-08T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T19:30:54.482-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop punk'/><title type='text'>Sugar it's all right</title><content type='html'>17 (you could basically round it off to 18) years and you'd think my parents would have given up on trying to make me more normal like the other children. Nope. Mum gives me crap for almost everything. Sadly I just have to take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angst. Angst. Angst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People seemed really happy to learn that they have gotten into college. I want that feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it? I'm less then 8 days away from my final final of high school! Then I just have to finish my one AP and it's no more testing!!! At least until college (if that happens).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna go to college. Leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's how my entire life will be. Move from school to school to job. Then whatever work is, it will just be like school except way more important and for way longer. I won't want to do it for the most part, but I need it and will just feel empty and bored without it. I sound like I'm talking about drugs. Har har har.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gloves. They don't have fingers. So much for being practical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever swallowed something and thought you were gonna die cause you weren't sure it was gonna make it through all the way? I have. I swallowed a whole Hershey's Kiss thing the other day. Adding insult to injury, it was one of those awesome peppermint ones which just made the whole experience all that much worse cause it was minty the whole time lodged in my throat. Probably didn't help I was laughing the whole time. I wasn't going to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pussy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a stamp laying next to me on this shelf thing I have. I don't know where it came from. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-7954936210229501379?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7954936210229501379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/sugar-its-all-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/7954936210229501379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/7954936210229501379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/sugar-its-all-right.html' title='Sugar it&apos;s all right'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-7240251272042810188</id><published>2009-12-07T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T18:38:21.374-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I would&apos;ve done it too'/><title type='text'>A Holden Caufield</title><content type='html'>Wow...umm...okay. I don't know how well this is going to go over for you. Just hope they're not all thirsty for blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumors are stupid, but the fact that you did something really stupid in the first place just makes it worst. Where the fuck was your head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to me having no faith whatsoever in the generations that will come after me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where you drink something. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be more vague. It's really not something that would make your life a whole lot better by knowing. Thinking about it makes me wanna throw up. Why couldn't I be like the one person who doesn't know a damn thing about it? It's not something that involves me either. It only bothers me because I thought this person was different and had way more common sense than that. I guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know one of the new Smashing Pumpkins songs is up somewhere on the interbot? You probably know I couldn't care less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't sexy dance to punk rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-7240251272042810188?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7240251272042810188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/holden-caufield.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/7240251272042810188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/7240251272042810188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/holden-caufield.html' title='A Holden Caufield'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-6969352987375730059</id><published>2009-12-05T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T21:49:29.039-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HAVE SOME LEGS'/><title type='text'>Mercy me</title><content type='html'>Mass texts are funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've never seen the movie "Kids", it's probably worth watching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HtrYU6vWdiE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HtrYU6vWdiE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best part of the movie ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I'm running out of movies to watch so I'm just going back and re-watching things. If I really wanted to, I would actually take some of my friend's recommendations and watch all the bad foreign films he spends all his time watching. But I won't. I look down on all that is not remotely indie!!! &gt;=O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went into an American Apparel once. I wanted to buy red pants. They didn't have red pants. I just ended up talking about Sasha Grey with one of the girls that worked there. True story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes I wonder if sex is worth all of this..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-6969352987375730059?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6969352987375730059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/mercy-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/6969352987375730059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/6969352987375730059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/mercy-me.html' title='Mercy me'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-4718135184909138237</id><published>2009-12-05T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T00:08:02.644-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='okay'/><title type='text'>It is done</title><content type='html'>So I somehow convinced my friends to go see New Moon with me tonight. All I can say is wow. We left maybe 4/5th's through the movie only because I was sure it might possibly get funnier. My friends gave up like 20 minutes in and were just flipping me off the whole time. Worst waste of money ever. Fuck you lady for telling me to shut up. I know I was being an asshole, but there were people next to me who were just talking the whole time and you didn't give them shit. I was only laughing....really loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to find like an e-mail or something for the person who wrote the script. I want to talk to this person. I want to find out how he/she is able to live knowing they were the ones responsible for putting those words down on paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be bettah! SO MUCH BETTAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-4718135184909138237?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4718135184909138237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-is-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/4718135184909138237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/4718135184909138237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-is-done.html' title='It is done'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-4488485669984273487</id><published>2009-12-03T17:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T18:10:41.907-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='duke orcino'/><title type='text'>Olivia</title><content type='html'>I has to write college essays ASAP. Can I just send them my blog? Haha. It'll probably tell you more about me than some BS on a few pages of paper. I can't write anymore. That's what I'm trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep telling myself I'll learn how to drive during the next period off from school. I WILL MAKE THAT HAPPEN FOR WINTER BREAK! YOU WILL NOT STOP ME LAZINESS! YOU PROBABLY WILL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck everything. FUCK NOTHING!! Pam cakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-4488485669984273487?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4488485669984273487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/olivia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/4488485669984273487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/4488485669984273487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/12/olivia.html' title='Olivia'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-7231910618951287510</id><published>2009-11-29T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T18:40:58.373-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perfect is just not who we were'/><title type='text'>Washing hands</title><content type='html'>So a while back, I saw a band loading into their van on the way to my grandma's house. Ever since then, I've really wanted to know which band that was. Today, I randomly stumbled upon a San Francisco band called The Stone Foxes. I looked through their pictures and there it was, that house on the corner of the street my grandma lives on! THEY WERE THE BAND THAT WAS LOADING IN THAT DAY!! AWESOME?!!! Their music's not bad either. It's pretty bluesy and all badass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That house actually holds some significance in my life I guess. I used to spend all of my Summers in San Francisco with my grandma since my parents had to work and didn't wanna leave me home alone, so I saw that house a lot. It has this really odd dog house-like entrance on the side of it and I've always been intrigued by it. I don't know why. It's just really weird entrance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I hate being wrapped up in things I don't wanna know. I think I mentioned this in an earlier post. My friend is dating this girl that my other friend likes. Used to like. I really don't wanna dig into that situation more than I already unwillingly have. All I know is the one that isn't dating her fucking hates the one that is dating her now. I should've used names. Fuck. T = one that is dating her. J = one that isn't dating her. You really don't give a shit about this but I'll go on. When I heard about it at first, it was kinda awkward. I didn't think a whole lot out of it because I didn't think J cared a whole lot anymore. Then he made some comments a few days ago about T and it all kinda came together. I haven't seen them talk to each in a while. J is always making rude comments about how the other two are always on each other. Okay, I really don't care now. Har har har. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had one of those mornings today where I just did not/could not get up. Like I literally just couldn't open my eyes. It wasn't even because I was tired. I have to wake up and make waffles for my Neurobiology class tomorrow. Hooray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-7231910618951287510?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7231910618951287510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/washing-hands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/7231910618951287510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/7231910618951287510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/washing-hands.html' title='Washing hands'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-2939031879576369807</id><published>2009-11-27T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T23:45:23.114-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you&apos;re still rich no matter what your song says'/><title type='text'>Grandpa sweater</title><content type='html'>The Rasputin Music in downtown SF has the coolest elevator ever. They actually hire a dude to stand in there so "the crackheads and stuff don't just come in and go crazy". Not that you really could. The fucking thing was like the size of a small shower stall. Awesome nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Depp played such a minor and not super important role in Chocolat that I totally kinda regret watching it. It was an okay movie, but way too "we all lived happily after and AIDS never happened" for me. Maybe I'm wrong. Fight me over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a rough day. I have no clue why, but I decided to spend the day shopping with my friends who were trying to take advantage of the whole Black Friday bullshit. Let me just say that people will spend enormous amounts of money on stupid shit if we make them believe that they really need it. Like really? $150 for a fucking plain hoodie with some stupid logo you can't even see because it's on the inside? You can get one for like $20 and you could never tell the difference. Like people actually stop you to check your clothing to make sure you're rolling in designer shit. And stop sewing hoods onto everything. If you're too much of a bitch to wear a hoodie under a leather jacket or some other sort of jacket, go die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, whatever, it's your money and you spend it however the fuck you want, but the fact that you don't even stop for a minute to be like "Eh...maybe I really don't need another $300 fork warmer" is kind of scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I really didn't have to go. I did get a copy of the Florence + the Machine album and Silent Hill 2 so I guess it was worth it. I do have to say the actual artwork on the Lungs CD is kind of disappointing. It's not cool. It looks super boot-leg. The rest of the packaging is all pretty and stuff. Why the hell did they go that route with the actual CD? That's my only complaint about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we also stop hiring people to shred on some stupid Disney Channel teen pop sensation's albums? Please? Like there was a point back in the day where shredding was just being abused and all that grunge stuff came along and like no one wanted to solo anymore. Now that playing a billion notes per second is cool again, everyone is fucking doing it and abusing the crap out of it. Fuck off Demi Lovato. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all complaints today. And everyday. I blame the shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-2939031879576369807?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2939031879576369807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/grandpa-sweater.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2939031879576369807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2939031879576369807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/grandpa-sweater.html' title='Grandpa sweater'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-5312376671632506924</id><published>2009-11-26T14:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T14:27:25.855-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='he&apos;s coming for your body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='he&apos;s coming for your soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='here come the pretty boy'/><title type='text'>Turkey's are forever</title><content type='html'>Happy Thanksgiving! Unless you don't live in the States...or Canada. I guess. There's like a Canadian equivalent to Thanksgiving right? Is that suppose to be two words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun duh dun duuuuunnnnn!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLICHE POWER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Things I may or may not be thankful for:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-banana protectors&lt;br /&gt;-Zooey Deschanel&lt;br /&gt;-coffee&lt;br /&gt;-this body&lt;br /&gt;-you for taking the slightest interest in me&lt;br /&gt;-me for taking the slightest interest in ________&lt;br /&gt;-Mum&lt;br /&gt;-Dad&lt;br /&gt;-Steve?&lt;br /&gt;-not Steve&lt;br /&gt;-everything instant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I did this morning was write a poem in my head. I don't write poetry so I don't understand why I did that either. It's not good. It's about girls. Everything is about girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologizing to Lauren wouldn't make much sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-5312376671632506924?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5312376671632506924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/turkeys-are-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/5312376671632506924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/5312376671632506924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/turkeys-are-forever.html' title='Turkey&apos;s are forever'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-4312320203845828900</id><published>2009-11-25T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T16:51:12.982-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change it'/><title type='text'>First one, I love you so much more</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IewQXMJQjvA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IewQXMJQjvA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a video. I'm not actually gonna talk about anything. Why the hell am I posting then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-4312320203845828900?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4312320203845828900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-one-i-love-you-so-much-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/4312320203845828900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/4312320203845828900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-one-i-love-you-so-much-more.html' title='First one, I love you so much more'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-2449017001942853545</id><published>2009-11-23T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T17:36:36.224-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bleach blonde pies'/><title type='text'>Electric eel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/watchlistentell"&gt;watchlistentell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're doing some pretty cool things over there. Makes me wanna move to the UK. I probably wouldn't fair very well in the UK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this awesome paper banana in math today. Yep. I make my parents pay a ton of money so I can make "Thank You" cards in math. Well, we only spent like the last ten minutes of class doing it so I guess I shouldn't talk shit about it. My "card" was a banana. I didn't actually direct it to anyone specific (which we were all told to do) so I'll probably lose "This kid is taking my class seriously" points from my teacher. It'll hopefully just end up going to a fan of bananas (which is what I wrote).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fiending for some Silent Hill. The next time I go to a video game store, I have to snag a copy of 2 and 4 so I'LL HAVE ALL OF THEM THAT DON'T SUCK!!! MWAHAHAHAHA!!! Apparently 5 sucks. 4 kinda sucks too, but Eileen Galvin is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get me stuff by Bukowski for one of the many days in December where you have to buy me things to show me you care. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny cause it wasn't a witty comment at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-2449017001942853545?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2449017001942853545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/electric-eel.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2449017001942853545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2449017001942853545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/electric-eel.html' title='Electric eel'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-5791558743245663450</id><published>2009-11-22T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T18:13:49.549-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light a roman candel with me'/><title type='text'>No Postage Necessary</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="280" height="95"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KP-nVpOLW88&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KP-nVpOLW88&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New layout? Sorta-ish. &lt;s&gt;Halloween colors?&lt;/s&gt; No way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I snagged the picture for the banner from something. I've already forgotten where it's from. If you feel the need to sue me for copyright infringement, tell me. We'll settle it like we did back in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russian Roulette. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-5791558743245663450?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5791558743245663450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-postage-necessary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/5791558743245663450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/5791558743245663450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-postage-necessary.html' title='No Postage Necessary'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-6855059117073873620</id><published>2009-11-21T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T21:28:39.888-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='linger on'/><title type='text'>Pale Blue Eyes</title><content type='html'>Today's been a weird day. Weird is the wrong word. I could go watch a movie right now, but fuck it. I rather sit home and not be out wasting money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High school cross country has officially ended for me today. Hooray?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kinda sucks to think of a lot of things as my last whatevers in high school. It sucks even more that I really don't give a shit. Haha. I would like to leave here. Even if I end up crawling back here broke and a complete failure. I gotta at least make those bad decisions and blow my rent on cheap crack that I won't even do first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December's coming fast. I have to realize what it is I want out of anything now. I can't keep up this whole sit around and pretend like I'm following along business much long. Hooray for growing up and having to worry about that kind of shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't serve me a wet burrito without a fork. I paid like 8 bucks for it. C'mon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-6855059117073873620?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6855059117073873620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/pale-blue-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/6855059117073873620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/6855059117073873620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/pale-blue-eyes.html' title='Pale Blue Eyes'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-5910162475618753545</id><published>2009-11-20T19:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T19:24:57.814-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='go go ghostbusters'/><title type='text'>New Moon?</title><content type='html'>I guess I really do hate change. Sure, I can adapt, but fuck it man. They don't pay me enough to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so cool because I got rid of my facebook. I'm telling you this because you'll think I'm cool after reading it. Blahbedy blah. What sucks is that I apparently can just log in and all my stuff will still be there as if I never left. That's sneaky facebook. You clearly know that I can't resist you. It's like taking the alcohol away from the alcoholic and telling him he can have it back if he asked nicely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golden Silvers. Good band. I'm too lazy to go link them and stuff, but if you care you should go check them out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will see New Moon one way or the other. It just depends whether or not I want to offend everyone in the theater with me or wait until I can do it in the safety of my own home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-5910162475618753545?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5910162475618753545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-moon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/5910162475618753545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/5910162475618753545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-moon.html' title='New Moon?'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-1830231770587158929</id><published>2009-11-18T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T19:55:42.296-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='today today'/><title type='text'>Pearl Yam</title><content type='html'>I believe it's a common consensus that the freshmen class this year are just a bunch of assholes. Even the smart, "dorky" ones. I really could care less how long it takes for your goddamn nuclear missile to strike Russia. You really do not need to walk down the hall screaming about it at the top of your lungs and disrupting a bunch of classes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've all of a sudden become very interested in the song "Baby, You Wouldn't Last A Minute On The Creek" by Chiodos. I wanna learn to play it instead of doing work. I find the intro to be uber hard and the rest of the song to be kind of a joke. Jason Hale will come beat me up now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the more I joke about seeing New Moon at midnight, the more it will actually come true. I don't think I can contain myself in public if I have to sit through 2 and a half hours of that crap. I might just have to fight everyone in the theater with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-1830231770587158929?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1830231770587158929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/pearl-yam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1830231770587158929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1830231770587158929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/pearl-yam.html' title='Pearl Yam'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-863413219945007425</id><published>2009-11-16T19:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T19:25:56.730-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nate ruess'/><title type='text'>Quiet sounds alarm</title><content type='html'>I had this weird dream last night that a rattlesnake bit me on my ankle and like everyone refused to take me to the hospital. I have no clue if this says anything about my future. Probably not. Probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AIoaiTwLk6I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AIoaiTwLk6I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just love fun.? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate people who don't listen. The kind that don't even for a second take what you say into consideration. Mostly because they think they're better than you. The only way I can combat this is to ignore them. Being mean is just a waste of time and energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was one of those days when I just get super bummed out at how fast kids are growing up. By that I mean learning about all that naughty, naughty stuff 8 year olds used to giggle at. Those damn 8 year olds are probably shooting up crazy shit and doing crack now. It's 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above comment also just makes me feel freaking old. I'm 17, but I feel this enormous gap between me and like someone who is a year or 3 younger than me. I have a hard time picking up references to 80's stuff as it is and I take crap for that from friends and older people I know. Kids these days are just like "What?" to like anything remotely not in the 2000's. They don't get it. Let's hope we all die in 2012. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meant that in the best way possible. I'm generalizing, but give it a few years and no one under the age of 20 will remember anything pre-twitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh McSigh Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally about to see New Moon at midnight. WOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-863413219945007425?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/863413219945007425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/quiet-sounds-alarm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/863413219945007425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/863413219945007425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/quiet-sounds-alarm.html' title='Quiet sounds alarm'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-5055375755235461853</id><published>2009-11-15T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T13:02:12.843-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ghetto ice cream truck'/><title type='text'>Sweet talk</title><content type='html'>Dear and the Headlights was amazing! I bought a hoody (because I desperately need a hoody) and it's amazing!!! THEY DIDN'T FUCKING PLAY "WILLETTA" THOUGH!! WHAT THE HELL MAN!? Or an encore. They were running kinda late so I guess they couldn't fit one in. The crazy Asian dude who was just feeling the shit out of the music was hilarious. He was standing like right in front of the stage grinding up against his girlfriend the entire time and just yelling a ton of shit out and just moving around non stop. It's one thing hearing their songs on CD, but seeing it live and the whole band just going off makes it so much better. The only issue I had was that they weren't very entertaining in between songs. Jarrod Gorbel of THT is fucking hilarious and most other bands I've seen tend to slip a joke in here and there, but they were just like "We love being in San Francisco..." or "Were going to play a song called..." PLAY "WILLETTA" NEXT TIME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if that paragraph is hard to read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghetto ice cream truck outside! GHETTO ICE CREAM TRUCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-5055375755235461853?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5055375755235461853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/sweet-talk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/5055375755235461853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/5055375755235461853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/sweet-talk.html' title='Sweet talk'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-626172549603028184</id><published>2009-11-12T20:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T20:27:04.856-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anus'/><title type='text'>Old Man Chicago</title><content type='html'>If you're not honest about your desires, you're probably not gonna get what you want. Or your ride will start driving off while you're waiting in line to buy what you want and you end up not getting it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I'm talking about a mail-order bride. I was at the mail-order bride store. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends are planning a trip to Europe. I refuse to go because of two reasons. There is no way in hell I'll come up with about $3.5k. Even if I graduate and my parents somehow fork up that much money to just hand over to me carelessly as a graduation present, reason two will just not allow me to go. There are enough people going that I really dislike that it would be a waste of all that money to tag along. I'm the type of person who will just be bummed the whole time knowing they're around. Yes, I do not really have to talk to them nor do they really have reason to talk me the whole time, but their being there will just bug the hell out of me. Plus, these people are there to just fuck whatever they can and get drunk. That would leave me to be the voice of reason for everyone. Not a good idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I have nothing against drinking and fucking random people. I just hate stupid little boys who use it to look cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done cakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-626172549603028184?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/626172549603028184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/old-man-chicago.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/626172549603028184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/626172549603028184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/old-man-chicago.html' title='Old Man Chicago'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-2295100892483037460</id><published>2009-11-09T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T18:43:04.841-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real fun'/><title type='text'>Time To Pretend</title><content type='html'>"Creep" by Radiohead and "She Doesn't Get It" by the Format basically sum up how my life feels right now. Yes. You do the math and get back to me so I understand what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a Best Buy yesterday. I tried to find the Florence + the Machine album. They did not have it. I looked for any Circa Survive album. They didn't have those anymore. I looked for the Good Old War album. No. Anthony Green? Fuck no. Thank you stupid people who don't like to buy CD's for running record stores out of business. I don't care how much easier it is to click a goddamn button and download all your songs from some website. It is not the same. You get nothing tangible out of it. There's nothing to hold or look at. Some of those CD sleeves are fucking brilliant and totally . All you get from iTunes is a few files and maybe some pdf with the CD sleeve scanned in. Screw that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MGMT is great. Guess I'm a little late on that one huh? I bet you they're gonna break up now and I'll never get to see them live. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-2295100892483037460?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2295100892483037460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-to-pretend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2295100892483037460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2295100892483037460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-to-pretend.html' title='Time To Pretend'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-2911524185072497064</id><published>2009-11-04T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T21:43:13.782-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woman say something useful'/><title type='text'>How the vampire got AIDS</title><content type='html'>They have Domo-kun stuff at 7-Eleven. Now Larry with the sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled upon a band today while looking up lyrics for something. They're called &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/albertacross"&gt;Alberta Cross&lt;/a&gt;. They're rad. They play kinda blues-y rock and roll. Sound vaguely like the Raconteurs. I love random advertisements telling me to do things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The field trip today was horrible. It was kinda fun when we were at the Golden Gate Raptor Observatory, but it went downhill as soon as we got to the other place. I'm officially done with field trips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would really like a giant hollow-body guitar. Something like a Gibson ES-135 or ES-350. Except those are really expensive now because they don't really make those anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be Jarrod Gorbel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I raped and pillaged this from someone who's name I will only mention if she pays me enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - Age: 17&lt;br /&gt;B - Bed size: holyfuck&lt;br /&gt;C - Chore you hate: taking out the dead hookers before Friday morning&lt;br /&gt;D - Don’t eat: Plastic&lt;br /&gt;E - Essential start your day item: Eating tooth paste&lt;br /&gt;F - Favourite board game: Trouble&lt;br /&gt;G - Gold or Silver: Gold cause it makes me feel richer&lt;br /&gt;H - Height: 5'8" ish. Maybe 8'6" Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;I - Instruments you play(ed): Guitar, box cutter, trash can, cow bell, salt shaker, pepper shaker (?), flute, piano, tissue, and cantaloupe. &lt;br /&gt;J - Job title: Assistant to the Regional Manager&lt;br /&gt;K - Kid(s): Hella&lt;br /&gt;L - Living arrangements: Wherever the cops don't tell me to not pee on.&lt;br /&gt;M - Mom’s name: Sonia&lt;br /&gt;N - Nicknames: Anal Girl&lt;br /&gt;O - Overnight hospital stay other than birth: That one time I was pregnant&lt;br /&gt;P - Pet Peeve: When I open my mouth to speak&lt;br /&gt;Q - Famous Movie Quote: "Go into your cave and find your power animal"&lt;br /&gt;R - Right or left handed: Righty loosey&lt;br /&gt;S - Sibling(s): Bob Dylan, Gwenyth Paltrow, All of the Polyphonic Spree and Broken Social Scene&lt;br /&gt;T - Time you wake up: 6:30ish... 7 if I'm feeling lazy. 2ish if there gots to be somewhere to be&lt;br /&gt;U - Underwear: Skin&lt;br /&gt;V - Vegetable favorite: I don't know what my vegetable likes. I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;W - Ways you run late: I forget how to stand up&lt;br /&gt;X - X-rays you’ve had: X-rats YOU'VE had?! &gt;=O&lt;br /&gt;Y - Yummy food you make: Box-shaped mushy meat crap&lt;br /&gt;Z - Zoo favorite: FAT PEOPLE! o,o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-2911524185072497064?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2911524185072497064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-vampire-got-aids.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2911524185072497064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2911524185072497064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-vampire-got-aids.html' title='How the vampire got AIDS'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-241371816240204191</id><published>2009-11-03T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:44:09.599-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='try'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feel'/><title type='text'>Because I don't want to learn about turkey vultures...</title><content type='html'>I've been really tempted to take up smoking. Not like crack or anything crazy. Just cigarettes. That would technically not make me straight-edge anymore, but I still wouldn't drink or do drugs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just because tobacco doesn't make you trip balls or impair your decision making. Haha. Maybe it's just because my dad smokes so fucking much and it's just rubbing off on me. MAYBE IT'S BECAUSE SMOKING IS RAD!!! &gt;=O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm prone to making bad decisions. Yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I called it. Turkey vultures don't really make a sound. Babies make this horrible hissing noise and adults occasionally will make it too, but they play it cool by keeping quiet. BOO YA! No dumb bird calling for me tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten months later...I'm an alcoholic crackhead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-241371816240204191?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/241371816240204191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/because-i-dont-want-to-learn-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/241371816240204191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/241371816240204191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/because-i-dont-want-to-learn-about.html' title='Because I don&apos;t want to learn about turkey vultures...'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-7155812109838679047</id><published>2009-11-02T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T18:38:47.869-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheers pricks'/><title type='text'>The Fuck Whisperer</title><content type='html'>I GET TO GO ON A FRENCH FIELD TRIP TOMORROW!!!! French III, IV, and AP are going into the city to watch some movie. What movie? I don't know. Madame wouldn't tell us. I don't care. I GET TO GO ON A FIELD TRIP!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's a field trip on Wednesday too. That one's less exciting since I miss an entire day of school and more Neurobiology to go observe raptors (eagles and shit). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to take a field trip to Wal-Mart! Except I don't think we can get a hold of anyone important to arrange a tour of the facility with us so were just gonna go in and wander. It ties into what my History (Asia Rising) class is going over now, but I don't care to explain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a glassjaw/Rx Bandits show next Friday. Then there's a Dear and the Headlights show on that following Saturday. I think I'll go to the latter since I like them more, but fucking glassjaw and RxB on the same stage is gonna be hella sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably won't get to go anyways. The first quarter of my school year is over and that means interims! Those are never happy pieces of paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-7155812109838679047?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7155812109838679047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/fuck-whisperer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/7155812109838679047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/7155812109838679047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/fuck-whisperer.html' title='The Fuck Whisperer'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-4746501568825641383</id><published>2009-11-01T01:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T01:50:33.462-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my horse must lose'/><title type='text'>Ancora</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AHKYs-JyIho&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AHKYs-JyIho&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Craig Owens. You probably know who Craig Owens is if you've been reading this thing for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do anything for Halloween. Nothing really happened for Halloween. I didn't really see anyone trick or treating. Is that not hip anymore? Overall, it doesn't seem like people try all that hard for Halloween anymore. I remember when like every house in this neighborhood was all decked out in Halloween decorations. Now it's just 2-3 neighbors who barely even bothered to carve their pumpkins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my friends are out getting drunk and shit. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't tend to stay up late anymore. It's overrated and I like my sleep. That's just my excuse because I just don't have it in me to stay up past like 11 pm. Thanks coffee. I have no clue why I'm telling you this other than the fact it's almost 2 am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flop flop flop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-4746501568825641383?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4746501568825641383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/ancora.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/4746501568825641383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/4746501568825641383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/11/ancora.html' title='Ancora'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-7358361366698458242</id><published>2009-10-30T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T18:36:14.556-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apple blade razor'/><title type='text'>Death of auto-tune</title><content type='html'>I think asofterworld's 494th strip is my favorite thus far. I saw it and I was just like "wow" instantly. Definitely a good line someone should use in a song. Har har har.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can listen to lately is Circa Survive. I'm beyond stoked for their new album. They've been posting these little teaser videos of their time in some studio in Canada and what I hear in each one has been crazy good. A lot of bands post studio updates, but Circa kinda took it in a more artsy direction that gives you a reason to watch it a few times just to admire how it was shot and put together. One of them has Anthony Green singing a new song on the roof and I really like it. I hope it makes it on the album. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armored Core 3 is on the PSP!! WOO!!! I'm like one of the four people alive that still gets excited about Armored Core. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-7358361366698458242?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7358361366698458242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/death-of-auto-tune.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/7358361366698458242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/7358361366698458242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/death-of-auto-tune.html' title='Death of auto-tune'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-5620701298562248296</id><published>2009-10-28T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T20:08:24.842-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='long way'/><title type='text'>Move one inch at a time. Don't make shit rhyme</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rmM90aY3FdA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rmM90aY3FdA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video is all sorts of amazing. If you've never seen Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, you either only enjoy frat boy movies or you're just really missing out. I'm super obsessed with this movie too. So are a lot of other people who wanna be cool by repping this movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did just use that word in all seriousness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song fits so well because it was written about the movie. It should have been in the movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone wants a "dislike" button on facebook. Really? Does it matter that fucking much that you can click a fucking button to show that you dislike something? Have we all forgotten how to use words now? Can facebook just pay my bills and wipe my ass for me too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have bills to pay.....or an ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is so unattractive about my blog? WHY DON'T I HAVE A BILLION READERS?! Is it because I can't spell? IS IT BECAUSE I DON'T LIKE TWILIGHT?! WHY WON'T YOU LOVE ME?! I NEED THE ATTENTION SO MUCH!!! AH MAH GAWD!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck was that? That's what we here on the East call a gopher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-5620701298562248296?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5620701298562248296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/move-one-inch-at-time-dont-make-shit.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/5620701298562248296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/5620701298562248296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/move-one-inch-at-time-dont-make-shit.html' title='Move one inch at a time. Don&apos;t make shit rhyme'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-1389639310282401440</id><published>2009-10-27T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T19:47:50.796-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kat'/><title type='text'>Battleship Graveyard</title><content type='html'>So my Asia Rising class decided to merge with the Comparative Politics class for three weeks to talk about China's economical rise and all that jazz. It is the most boring thing ever. Asia Rising by itself is awesome. Add in CoPo, it is unbearable. I straight up just fell asleep today in class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a basement so I can't be famous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna learn an acoustic version of "All Your Friends Are Gone" by Circa Survive. I personally think it's one of the most intense songs ever. YEAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-1389639310282401440?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1389639310282401440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/battleship-graveyard.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1389639310282401440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1389639310282401440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/battleship-graveyard.html' title='Battleship Graveyard'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-5517262376829243847</id><published>2009-10-26T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:30:33.984-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='still sleeping alone'/><title type='text'>English Girls Approximately</title><content type='html'>I just watch the ending for Elizabethtown again. I really do not know why I love that movie so much. Critics don't seem to think it's a good movie. I just have some weird attachment to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/phMjnx3Kv30&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/phMjnx3Kv30&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a good song. It probably has one of my favorite lines ever. Maybe even two. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were joking when we said we'd keep the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-5517262376829243847?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5517262376829243847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/english-girls-approximately.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/5517262376829243847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/5517262376829243847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/english-girls-approximately.html' title='English Girls Approximately'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-2170930169006641828</id><published>2009-10-25T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T18:13:36.822-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the things we do'/><title type='text'>Tie The Rope</title><content type='html'>I'm sick. I guess. It's not swine flu. Go big or go home body! GO BIG OR GO HOME! &gt;=O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have like 800 things due tomorrow, but I can't muster up the strength to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying out this whole Google Chrome thing out. It's shiny. That's all I have to say. I don't think I give a fuck enough to really have anything constructive to say about it. I just want internet. If it gets me internet, I'm not complaining. Great attitude to have when you spend a good chunk of your time working with computers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthony Green was featured on the Alternative Press podcast some time in 2008. If you've never listened to it, I think you should invest an hour of your time doing so. He's inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a pot of curry to get acquainted with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-2170930169006641828?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2170930169006641828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/tie-rope.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2170930169006641828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2170930169006641828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/tie-rope.html' title='Tie The Rope'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-8078647113889519542</id><published>2009-10-24T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T10:42:42.696-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charlie donkey'/><title type='text'>Body shop</title><content type='html'>I say I don't need her, but I know it's a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8LHPyxSpfIo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8LHPyxSpfIo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From behind, I kinda look like Steve Choi in that video... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Har har har. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try my best to not be such an asshole. Good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-8078647113889519542?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8078647113889519542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/body-shop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/8078647113889519542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/8078647113889519542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/body-shop.html' title='Body shop'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-2210946108121285523</id><published>2009-10-22T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T20:37:01.351-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreaming'/><title type='text'>7 lives</title><content type='html'>I could be having a midlife crisis if I died at the age of 34. That's probably not how midlife crises work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want a bunny suit. I don't know why. By bunny suit, I mean like a full on thing that covers the whole body. Not some dinky little thing with rabbit ears that shows off the unmentionables. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crush on. Crush off. Crush on. Crush off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man is quite a genius. &lt;a href="http://www.aaronnagel.com/"&gt;CCXXIIDS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-2210946108121285523?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2210946108121285523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/7-lives.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2210946108121285523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2210946108121285523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/7-lives.html' title='7 lives'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-8150161683019425587</id><published>2009-10-19T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T20:08:25.216-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mead'/><title type='text'>Somewhere past the drive-in</title><content type='html'>You know what's fun?! Getting sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably should be sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would change the name of this blog (if that's even possible), but that would require me to make another fucking banner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some house burned down in my neighborhood. There were a ton of fire trucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hearing a lot of police cars or ambulances lately. They're just constantly tearing up and down 35th. I love East Oakland?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moo cow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-8150161683019425587?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8150161683019425587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/somewhere-past-drive-in.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/8150161683019425587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/8150161683019425587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/somewhere-past-drive-in.html' title='Somewhere past the drive-in'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-4930539645398144170</id><published>2009-10-18T19:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T19:25:24.264-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so not cool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhyming is hard'/><title type='text'>Send transmission from the one-armed scissor</title><content type='html'>I've got this bad case of the like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, life's just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really. It'll break when I bend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever tasted skin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-4930539645398144170?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4930539645398144170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/send-transmission-from-one-armed.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/4930539645398144170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/4930539645398144170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/send-transmission-from-one-armed.html' title='Send transmission from the one-armed scissor'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-7516157105993443336</id><published>2009-10-17T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T10:10:34.329-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doo dee dop'/><title type='text'>ANGST!!! ANGST!!!</title><content type='html'>Is it sad I find this song really good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-7X7iRitAhg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-7X7iRitAhg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go white boy go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grades are shit. My parents hate me. Life goes on somehow. Woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason would wanna be 21 is so I could get into like all shows. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would require some time travel too. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've reached the point where I think I need to stop getting new music. I've still got a hand full of albums I haven't really listened to yet and am nowhere near getting to 3rd base with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-7516157105993443336?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7516157105993443336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/angst-angst.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/7516157105993443336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/7516157105993443336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/angst-angst.html' title='ANGST!!! ANGST!!!'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-1863792189808448255</id><published>2009-10-15T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T19:18:58.767-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bb'/><title type='text'>Julianna</title><content type='html'>Why is it my fault the internet isn't working? Why on earth do I have to explain every little detail about what I'm trying to do to fix it to you when you clearly don't understand and don't need to know? Am I an asshole that doesn't wanna help at the current moment? Yes. Have I been trying to fix it all day and am just sick and tired of it? Double yes. Fuck off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is good motivation to get my college shit together. I wanna leave here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see a homeless person with a funny sign, he probably hasn't been homeless very long. A real homeless person is too tired to make funny signs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or something like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit! A kid in a balloon! What? He was just in a fucking box touching himself. Thanks America. We really give a shit. The fact that we can grow so attached to things like this in the blink of an eye is scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plan to take over the world can also be adapted into a hit trilogy of films. I win. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-1863792189808448255?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1863792189808448255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/julianna.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1863792189808448255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1863792189808448255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/julianna.html' title='Julianna'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-6144416960796948625</id><published>2009-10-14T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T14:20:58.909-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catch phrase'/><title type='text'>Adrenaline fuels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/StY9zgZu8QI/AAAAAAAAAMU/UQIi8gS1Mzk/s1600-h/poochsmooch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 167px; height: 219px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/StY9zgZu8QI/AAAAAAAAAMU/UQIi8gS1Mzk/s320/poochsmooch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392565558903238914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should even ask what the hell this ad is trying to tell me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother has a job interview with some lady on the phone today. She's nervous as hell because well...she doesn't speak a whole lot of English and she's gonna have to respond in English. If I get any part of me from her, I really hope it's the ability to just bullshit your way through things and succeed. I hope she gets the job. It doesn't require speaking. You just push a ton of fucking buttons and sit in front of a computer all day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to write my college essays. Finish my common app. Shoot myself in the face. Learn to love the bomb. Save the world. All before next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-6144416960796948625?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6144416960796948625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/adrenaline-fuels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/6144416960796948625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/6144416960796948625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/adrenaline-fuels.html' title='Adrenaline fuels'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/StY9zgZu8QI/AAAAAAAAAMU/UQIi8gS1Mzk/s72-c/poochsmooch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-2787913588063321809</id><published>2009-10-13T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T10:53:15.573-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PLUG'/><title type='text'>Harpalarp</title><content type='html'>I'm doing this again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Help us get on this tour folks! It'd be a great way to come visit everyone and just mayyybe we'll bring a new album with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Go here: &lt;a href="http://altpress.com/surveys/aptour2010.htm"&gt;http://altpress.com/surveys/aptour2010.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Tell Alternative Press you want to see You, Me, and Everyone We Know on their spring tour. We're all sick of the same bands touring together, now it's time to do something about it!&lt;br /&gt;3. Repost this! Please! Thank you. Have a lovely day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually like them even though they're what I consider bad pop punk bullshit. They've been really down on their luck so help em out. Put bread on their tables. Blah blah blah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mixed coffee with hot chocolate. I'm not sure what to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-2787913588063321809?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2787913588063321809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/harpalarp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2787913588063321809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2787913588063321809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/harpalarp.html' title='Harpalarp'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-2204313016486655733</id><published>2009-10-12T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T19:50:39.487-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='itsa gonna looka nice'/><title type='text'>Let's laugh at the politician say dumb shit.</title><content type='html'>Hey, coming up with a title that has absolutely nothing to do with anything is hard. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally learned how to play "In Fear and Faith" by Circa Survive. I've kinda known how to "play" the song for a while now, but I decided to just sit down and learn the entire song today. I get really excited when I learn stuff from bands like Circa Survive. That's why I'm talking about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this dream once where Nick Frost (Ed from Shaun of the Dead) and I started some crazy punk band called 500 Days of Fist. I wanna make that happen for reals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glade crips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-2204313016486655733?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2204313016486655733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/lets-laugh-at-politician-say-dumb-shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2204313016486655733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2204313016486655733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/lets-laugh-at-politician-say-dumb-shit.html' title='Let&apos;s laugh at the politician say dumb shit.'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-8667314875971640268</id><published>2009-10-10T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T00:00:22.164-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lalalalalalalalalalala'/><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>21+ show. Fuck mcfuck fuck. Guess I'll go see Lydia again. Or Hard Girls...finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not quite sure why I insist on hanging out with people I really hate. Maybe it's because I really wanted to see Zombieland. I'm still not sure if it was worth listening to heaps and heaps of shit coming out of his mouth for about 4 hours. I did learn that boys really like fucking. Hooray. I don't think I'll do that I again. I really hate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll be exactly 21 in 2012. If we all die and everything goes to shit, at least I'll legally be allowed to buy hella alcohol. That does me a whole lot of good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to catch up on sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-8667314875971640268?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8667314875971640268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/2012.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/8667314875971640268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/8667314875971640268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-1874404908137162916</id><published>2009-10-08T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T21:02:33.591-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spend the night'/><title type='text'>Taste</title><content type='html'>A girl on the XC team saw my DESA shirt and was like "I really like that song "Knives to the Brain"". I got so happy it was scary. I guess I got into DESA really late so no one else was really ever excited about it when I was. It's that same feeling you get when you have just seen some really old movie for the first time and no one else really wants to talk about it. So yea, that was surprising and totally made my day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since &lt;a href="http://xadamdx.blogspot.com/"&gt;AdamD&lt;/a&gt; doesn't read my blog, were gonna talk about him. He has this awesome project where he's gonna paint 100 different robots and sell them to people. There's still a few left so get on top of that shit now!!! He's also doing some new music-y stuff I guess. It's called &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/gnarbootstacobravo"&gt;Gnarboots&lt;/a&gt;. I'm totally gonna see this in action next Friday. That means I won't get to see Lydia next Sunday. I'll probably have more fun watching Gnarboots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an entire week off next week. By that, it means I have an entire week to play catch up and write my college essays. Oh yea! I'm probably gonna finally hit up a Guitar Center or something because I've been aching to change guitar strings. Yea, I actually can't sleep at night knowing my strings are rusty(ish) and my shitty re-stringing makes them go waaaayy out of tune. I have to go conduct an interview with my French teacher too. She's writing one of my recs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-1874404908137162916?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1874404908137162916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/taste.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1874404908137162916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/1874404908137162916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/taste.html' title='Taste'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-7120938327279768454</id><published>2009-10-07T20:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T21:00:55.068-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gun gun gun gun'/><title type='text'>Hyperventilate</title><content type='html'>I want this week to end so badly. It's basically the biggest wave of tests/papers/crazy bullshit school work I've ever had. I can't keep up with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things I shouldn't say to the internet. Hooray. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-7120938327279768454?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7120938327279768454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/hyperventilate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/7120938327279768454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/7120938327279768454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/hyperventilate.html' title='Hyperventilate'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-7285102668672615086</id><published>2009-10-06T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T22:36:02.466-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='speech drooling'/><title type='text'>When I said you look good baby</title><content type='html'>LYDIA'S COMING BACK IN LIKE TWO WEEKS!!!! If I can make it through this one, I'll most definitely go see them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this thing called Neurobiology. It's basically raping the shit out of me and making me not want to do any work. I also really hate my AP Enviromental Science class and I really, really, really, really, really regret not dropping it. OUR FUCKING TEACHER IS ON JURY DUTY FOR THREE FUCKING WEEKS! The subs really suck!! I'm totally failing that class which doesn't make it look good for me since I kinda want him to write one of my recommendations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never get a teacher to write one. All my teachers hate me. WOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't call it being all depressed and stuff, but I really hate life at this moment. If I just like exploded right now, I'd be okay with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If people were easier to read, well....people would be easier to read. It would eliminate so much awkwardness and a ton of other things I'm plagued with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also kinda wish people were more straight forward and blunt. Say what you need or get the fuck out. You know? Stop moping the fuck around and letting it manifest in all sorts of weird ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling diarrhea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-7285102668672615086?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7285102668672615086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-i-said-you-look-good-baby.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/7285102668672615086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/7285102668672615086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-i-said-you-look-good-baby.html' title='When I said you look good baby'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-3893504167335727036</id><published>2009-10-03T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T21:20:24.234-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='this is stupid now'/><title type='text'>It's a pattern</title><content type='html'>I'm not a very serious person. Sometimes that makes life a lot easier for me and the people around me. Sometimes it makes it really hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is much better than the original&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Eu6GhJSj3HI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Eu6GhJSj3HI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this really one of the most important parts of my life? It kinda sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I'm kinda tired of all this pressure to do something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET'S GET MORE DISJOINTED!!!! WOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-3893504167335727036?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3893504167335727036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-pattern.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/3893504167335727036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/3893504167335727036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-pattern.html' title='It&apos;s a pattern'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-7116643339226530363</id><published>2009-09-30T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T19:01:00.302-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='derail'/><title type='text'>Bong load</title><content type='html'>60 years of the People's Republic of China! WOO! HOORAY!! HELLA STUFF ABOUT IT ON TV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DESA is no longer a band. I tried to deny this, but it's true. Poop. Whatever I guess. If the dudes aren't having fun doing it, it's pretty pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-7116643339226530363?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7116643339226530363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/09/bong-load.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/7116643339226530363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/7116643339226530363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/09/bong-load.html' title='Bong load'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-2682075771336630543</id><published>2009-09-28T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T19:05:46.484-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oh yea'/><title type='text'>Inside myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YLjMM0VauT8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YLjMM0VauT8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been really obsessed with this song. I've been listening to it non-stop. I'm trying to learn how to play it. I keep singing it in my head and out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a pretty bad live video. They can't sing it right....ever. Probably because most of their pre-Crack The Skye stuff was all screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing out loud a lot. I can't control it. Are you my mother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Seniors get their own page in our year book. It's known as your Senior page (duh). You can decorate it and shit. Other high schools probably do this too. I wouldn't know. Anyways, I'm trying to decide between not doing anything for mine because I just don't give a shit or my other plan which is super awesome and I can only hope they let me do it. What is this other plan you ask? I would just have a semi-huge picture of Johnny Depp half-naked and smoking a cigarette on of the bottom corners and it would probably just say in huge letters "I'm right behind you." Why? Because I love Johnny Depp. Also because I was reminded that there was this band called Gay For Johnny Depp and that's kinda how the layout for their website is and it's totally awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-2682075771336630543?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2682075771336630543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/09/inside-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2682075771336630543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/2682075771336630543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/09/inside-myself.html' title='Inside myself'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2527962845606117929.post-326773151405153805</id><published>2009-09-26T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T18:14:32.023-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuzzy wuzzy'/><title type='text'>Enter</title><content type='html'>There was a cross country party yesterday. One of the things I did was walk around on the ground which was covered with rocks and other goodies without shoes or socks on. Now my feet are sore as fuck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, it was fun. I have to say, that may have been one of the weirdest afternoons of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One things that was brought up by the Senior girls on the team was how some of they felt our grade was really divided socially. Then they went on about how they really wanted to make friends with like every one this year. I found it really funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Allan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2527962845606117929-326773151405153805?l=girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/326773151405153805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/09/enter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/326773151405153805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2527962845606117929/posts/default/326773151405153805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girwentcrazyandstuff.blogspot.com/2009/09/enter.html' title='Enter'/><author><name>Allan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281560729372982300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xk9GXhzs6Mc/S1kSwhzqnXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/dZiVKpu7GZY/S220/googly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
