<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126</id><updated>2011-10-10T10:42:20.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Passing Shadows</title><subtitle type='html'>If you follow me 
You'll see all the black, 
All the white,
Fade to grey...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>419</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-9089218390000254864</id><published>2007-12-17T12:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T12:51:02.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been once again, a very long time since my last post... and unfortunately my reason for posting once more isn't so much a happy one... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom called me today to tell me that our dog Jaina is going to have to be put down this afternoon... She was diagnosed with kidney failure a week or so ago, and has been hanging on til now... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were hoping that she would make it til Christmas so that my sister and I could be home to give our goodbyes, but it isn't meant to be... ;_;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Jaina, you were a good dog, and I am very glad we rescued you from the shelter all those years ago... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBafMJZRMdE/R2bhBQMfN4I/AAAAAAAACBk/_HyOrgwjpig/s1600-h/IMG_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBafMJZRMdE/R2bhBQMfN4I/AAAAAAAACBk/_HyOrgwjpig/s200/IMG_0032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145047035960833922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-9089218390000254864?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/9089218390000254864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=9089218390000254864' title='85 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/9089218390000254864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/9089218390000254864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2007/12/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PBafMJZRMdE/R2bhBQMfN4I/AAAAAAAACBk/_HyOrgwjpig/s72-c/IMG_0032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>85</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-7526024024114104203</id><published>2007-09-05T16:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T16:20:34.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.scalzi.com/perspectivecat.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-7526024024114104203?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/7526024024114104203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=7526024024114104203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/7526024024114104203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/7526024024114104203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-1778472793081207520</id><published>2007-07-13T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T14:33:07.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah broomball... the greatest opportunity to spend some time with friends and watch people be really foolish as they discover the inherent properties of ice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering my high propensity for injury, I just come prepared and then install myself as the goalie... There's nothing quite like the looks on peoples' faces when a little asian girl walks onto the ice with giant hockey gloves... hehe... That and I was wearing my hockey shin guards under my wide-leg jeans, so you couldn't really tell they were there... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exactly sure how I manage it, but every time that I've played broomball as the goalie, I end up facing a team that has a couple guys that are a bit more organized than everyone and figure out how to work together... I had to watch for passes for crying out loud! The last time I played as goalie, I didn't actually bring my leg guards, and I was much more tentative... not so last night, I was dropping on the ice every time the ball came near... There is something nice about having random people you've never met before cheer when you make a save. There were many instances in which I was the only reason the ball wasn't in the goal. Almost had a shutout too, but there was a shot which apparently I blocked but then it bounced somehow to hit one of the posts and then go in.... or something like that. I have no idea how it happened, I just remember dropping to block the shot, feeling it hit me and then it was in the goal while I was thinking 'wtf?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, I suppose it was good for the other team to score though so that we went out tied. All in all a good bit of fun. I still maintain that a good 50% of the fun of broomball for me is watching people mismanage their momentum... the other 50% is pretending that I play goalie. One guy asked me if I normally play goalie... and i got to laugh and say 'no, i'm normally a forward' hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-1778472793081207520?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/1778472793081207520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=1778472793081207520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/1778472793081207520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/1778472793081207520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2007/07/ah-broomball.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-3359102690177449008</id><published>2007-07-05T13:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T13:35:26.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This just in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate moving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-3359102690177449008?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/3359102690177449008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=3359102690177449008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/3359102690177449008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/3359102690177449008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-just-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-2394617614848704896</id><published>2007-06-11T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T11:59:21.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mm... and now for something completely different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like me doing a real post... (wow!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are fairly 'normal' with work, dance, hockey, and the interestingness that is my social life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday thomas and I competed at the San Diego Dancesport Championships... kind of small for an NDCA competition, but was a good experience nonetheless... Had I remembered it, I might have convinced thomas to go compete at the Southwest Regionals up in San Jose. oops. Anyway, we got second place out of three couples, the first place couple was leaving Saturday morning to go to regionals too. o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures we got from this event were 'okay' nothing that really beats the pictures I have from Shores and the one picture from CalOpen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lschong/SanDiegoDancesportChampionships/photo#5074880939283943666"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/lschong/Rm2ZU49rkPI/AAAAAAAABdo/b-16Etth6VA/s144/SDD%20-%20amsmooth.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more of them are viewable &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lschong/SanDiegoDancesportChampionships"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sprummer' league of hockey started sunday... am very glad I played in the exhibition game last week, cuz man would I be sore if I hadn't... The only downside being I kind of pulled the slightly pulled muscle I had gotten on friday from dance the rest of the way such that the pain/tightness extended from just below my hip to the bottom part of my rib cage. It's a really weird feeling... but will heal soon enough... they always do... well, mostly anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's strange how time passes so slowly and yet quickly at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;*sigH*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-2394617614848704896?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/2394617614848704896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=2394617614848704896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/2394617614848704896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/2394617614848704896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2007/06/mm.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-6261307059868612360</id><published>2007-06-08T11:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T11:09:46.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehe.. i learned how to use a blowtorch to melt glass today ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the fun things at work XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-6261307059868612360?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/6261307059868612360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=6261307059868612360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/6261307059868612360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/6261307059868612360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2007/06/hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-487988415321147606</id><published>2007-06-07T12:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T12:43:58.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 440px; height: 145px;" src="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/grownups.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-487988415321147606?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/487988415321147606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=487988415321147606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/487988415321147606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/487988415321147606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-3414147745798816476</id><published>2007-05-17T13:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T13:17:57.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 450px; height: 291px;" src="http://www.photocasket.com/funny/yarqm3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-3414147745798816476?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/3414147745798816476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=3414147745798816476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/3414147745798816476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/3414147745798816476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2007/05/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-7380305282511358328</id><published>2007-05-10T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T15:59:49.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay. being unproductive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;granted... i actually have a reason (more or less) this time rather than just being a bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been doing some photoshoots for fun lately... yesterday got photos from the second one, and then ended up going on a motorcycle for the first time ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holy crap it was ridiculously fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terrifyingly exhilarating for the first few minutes... and then i had an idiotic grin plastered to my face the rest of the time. so i've been sitting at my desk with full intention of getting up to go do things, like eat lunch, which i forgot to do for a really long time... but instead been daydreaming about the ride, and sorting through/posting pictures from the shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best part: a friend of mine is intending to get a motorcycle and is going to go take a class... i probably will go with her. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-7380305282511358328?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/7380305282511358328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=7380305282511358328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/7380305282511358328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/7380305282511358328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2007/05/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-7264842375560569177</id><published>2007-04-30T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T00:06:07.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video from UC Berkeley, the Open American Smooth events... we got first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GnPLTXcn7Cc"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GnPLTXcn7Cc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-7264842375560569177?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/7264842375560569177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=7264842375560569177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/7264842375560569177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/7264842375560569177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2007/04/video-from-uc-berkeley-open-american.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-8001210478777355213</id><published>2007-04-27T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T16:30:15.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mm, nearly a month has passed since my last blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait... over a month... sure, i can count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, most of the last month I was out at sea on the R/V Thomas G. Thompson, which is a really awesome ship. (I remember my boss and I talked just after loading about how &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt; everyone was.  My boss also said that she knows what ship she's going to request now... hehe. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that aside, it was a good cruise.  Despite the near constant 20+ knot winds and almost as constant 10'+ seas it was alright. In between work and sleep found time to actually read for a change, taught myself to crochet (sort of... i came home and talked with people and found that i think i was doing it sort of wrong...) Met some cool people along the way too. Mostly people I've seen around SIO, but a few on the crew too - one of whom taught me to do some really cool things with twine... i'll post pix eventually... some of my favorite sunsets from the cruise mostly... i never remember to bring my camera out any other time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm... also got to spend some time stargazing... on the very last night out on the bow of the ship when, for once, the seas were calm and the winds were taking a break from beating the shit out of us... and above all things it was clear!  I don't remember the last time I've been able to stargaze like that even with the fringes of LA and catalina blurring out the horizons... it was made even more awesome to relax and count shooting stars (all of which i did actually see despite certain skepticism) with awesome people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now back on land... things are ... odd. i had lingering 'rocking sensations' til i think wednesday morning and pretty much exclusively in the morning just after waking... but just suddenly being thrust into things again makes me wonder how i dealt with all the stuff that happens in my day to day life before going to sea... i can handle it... just not as well as i did before as fatigue has been setting in much quicker than normal... and aside from work dance and eating... i don't have time for much aside from sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At lunch when i dash outside to get away from the lab and my office for a short time, i find myself gazing out at the ocean and the horizon... it feels so far away even though i'm 2 seconds from being on the beach. it's one of the things i love about the ocean... the endlessness of it how you can gaze into it for hours and still not be satisfied. heh, despite my keen abilities of becoming motionsick, i think i definitely like being out at sea, and really want to go again. Sure there are bad days, and times when you're definitely over it... but there's just something about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend I made from the crew told me bit about the Sail Training he used to do on the Lady Washington up in Seattle. I looked it up... you can go volunteer on it for 2 weeks.... at first I thought i was delusional based on my reaction to reading this information... so i sent it to Mark who's now up in Seattle-ish... his reaction was the same... basically... "HELL YES!" except without the 'hell' since mark doesn't swear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, give me 2 weeks off work and i'd totally be there... beh.  if i do go to grad school, i'm taking time off beforehand to run away to be a sailor... if only for 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We compete tomorrow for the first time in 2 months with not seeing each other for the last month... we seem to be doing okay, but it feels like we've lost some of whatever 'edge' we had before Dance by the Shores... hopefully it'll feel better tomorrow... maybe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-8001210478777355213?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/8001210478777355213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=8001210478777355213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/8001210478777355213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/8001210478777355213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2007/04/mm-nearly-month-has-passed-since-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-2202376373182666997</id><published>2007-03-23T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T17:01:29.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>^_^;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 399px; height: 266px;" src="http://www.jameswanderson.com/g/ucsd/dance_by_the_shores_2007/ucsd/large/img_100_0200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEETNESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos from one of the photographers at Dance by the Shores have been posted online.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, my red dress is really eye catching, because he took 56 pictures of just us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, if it weren't for my research cruise, i'd be dancing all april, cuz my dress is awesome... and dancing... is like crack... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for more shameless pix of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jameswanderson.com/gallery/ucsd/dance_by_the_shores_2007/ucsd"&gt;here's the link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-2202376373182666997?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-6315770845478431145</id><published>2007-03-21T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T16:28:31.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.5 weeks til my next research cruise and i'm sick again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can't really blame ebola-monkey-roommates this time either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i probably could attribute it to going to the doctor's office at 8 am monday morning... i can't imagine many things crappier than starting the week waking up insanely early to go see an OB/GYN that you don't end up liking very much at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll go home and sleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-6315770845478431145?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/6315770845478431145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=6315770845478431145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/6315770845478431145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/6315770845478431145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2007/03/bleh.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-5945535524255047662</id><published>2007-03-05T16:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T16:28:37.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>footage from dance by the shores last saturday. prechamp/champ smooth (the events were condensed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c_HwRFwoLYc"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c_HwRFwoLYc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-5945535524255047662?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-6843240634092865788</id><published>2007-02-27T10:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T10:31:24.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gVCMz9nugvQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gVCMz9nugvQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-6843240634092865788?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/6843240634092865788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=6843240634092865788' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/6843240634092865788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/6843240634092865788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-4210207885772379271</id><published>2007-02-26T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T12:11:37.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the unthinkable has happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually updated this thing... well sort of... i picked a new template and tweaked parts of it already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the color scheme isn't completely what i want... but i don't feel like playing with that right now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-4210207885772379271?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/4210207885772379271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=4210207885772379271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/4210207885772379271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/4210207885772379271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2007/02/unthinkable-has-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-4939194473116295574</id><published>2007-02-26T11:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T11:17:52.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S0A7dtdc-nU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S0A7dtdc-nU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-4939194473116295574?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/4939194473116295574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=4939194473116295574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/4939194473116295574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/4939194473116295574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2007/02/grin.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-2205184778254181374</id><published>2007-02-15T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T12:02:48.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm... blogger made me switch to the 'new' blogger that's based off my gmail acct rather than whatever i had before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just notice... that now my archives are broken. blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's time to overhaul the design on this page anyway... it's been like this a really long time now and well, i actually kind of know code now so i should make it 'prettier' or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-2205184778254181374?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/2205184778254181374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=2205184778254181374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/2205184778254181374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/2205184778254181374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2007/02/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-5807419898051397228</id><published>2007-02-15T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T11:47:07.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so 'nother random quiz.  This one i just say 'kind of unsurprising'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are a Buff Girl!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatkindofgirlareyouquiz/buff-girl.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a boomin' body and a fearless spirit.&lt;br /&gt;Most guys have trouble keeping up with your energy and fitness level.&lt;br /&gt;Competitve and fun loving, you're up for almost anything.&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you pick a guy who doesn't mind getting beaten by a girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatkindofgirlareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Girl Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We competed at calpoly last weekend... with both of us sick. didn't do too bad, and we have a better idea of what to work on today before we go compete at calopen tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how scary. it's freaking tomorrow. o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had been nervous before, but now i guess i've reached a better state of acceptance of knowing how we'll dance based from last weekend. The first round is a semi-final, and i don't know what chance we have to make it into the finals. it's all so unknown and well... much scarier pre-comp but i'm looking forward to it, because we haven't competed at this level yet, and i'm excited to finally be at a place where i feel like we should be competing here.  Last year would have just been ridiculous knowing what we've changed over the several months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll see what happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-5807419898051397228?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/5807419898051397228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=5807419898051397228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/5807419898051397228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/5807419898051397228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2007/02/rawr.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-117029258195459429</id><published>2007-01-31T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T17:16:21.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's where i get to quote finding nemo, with 'Good feeling's gone..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... so caltech was kind of mediocre, and with a slough of lessons things have once again gotten meh and difficult. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the upside, i think we're headed towards doing things much better than we ever have been before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my foot is throbbing....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-117029258195459429?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/117029258195459429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=117029258195459429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/117029258195459429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/117029258195459429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2007/01/heres-where-i-get-to-quote-finding-nemo.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-116916682806476051</id><published>2007-01-18T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T16:33:48.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHEEEEEEEE~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've commented a lot on various dance lessons that we've had that have made me feel particularly inspired and whatnot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's fairly rare that we have a practice that is fulfilling, solid, amazingly good, and just feels like EVERYTHING has really come together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the start of our third year dancing together, and for the first time it honestly feels like we are ready to go out and dance all four of our dances to the fullest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. maybe not the fullest quite yet... but there are so many things about each dance that are suddenly working. and beyond working, they FEEL SO DAMN GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's that addicting quality of dance... wanting to recapture that feeling you get on the dance floor when you can just feel the character of a given dance just emanating out of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;compared to how crappy I felt last night, which sort of contributed to us not practicing since Andres and I got into my wine supply.... today was just amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-116916682806476051?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/116916682806476051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=116916682806476051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/116916682806476051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/116916682806476051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2007/01/wheeeeeeee-i-know-ive-commented-lot-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-116621045535707404</id><published>2006-12-15T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T11:20:55.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stolen from a friend... well sort of... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: July 18&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is a feeling that lingers for really long time - even after a relationship is totally over.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you still make have strong feelings for the first person you fell in love with.&lt;br /&gt;You usually are reluctant to end relationships. And sometimes you're the last to know that things are ending!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of True Loves You'll Have: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of Times You'll Have Your Heart Broken: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with people born on the 9th, 18th, and 27th of the month.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean For Your Love Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your True Love Is a Libra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsignisyourtruelovequiz/libra.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you'll love a Libra:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social and charming, a Libra is sure to turn your head in a group setting.&lt;br /&gt;Libra has the style and grace to intrigue you... and the passionate soul to reel you in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why a Libra will love you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're laid back and patient. Libra doesn't feel rushed to make a decision with you.&lt;br /&gt;An appreciator of beauty, you can show Libra all sorts of inspiration - from art to nature.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsignisyourtruelovequiz/"&gt;What Sign Is Your True Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-116621045535707404?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/116621045535707404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=116621045535707404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/116621045535707404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/116621045535707404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2006/12/stolen-from-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-116526282850940296</id><published>2006-12-04T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T12:07:08.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megagear.com/product_p/ag%2002-1001.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.megagear.com/photos/AG%2002-1001-2T.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-116526282850940296?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/116526282850940296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=116526282850940296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/116526282850940296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/116526282850940296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2006/12/hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-116495760654051991</id><published>2006-11-30T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T23:20:06.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='5' cellspacing='0' width='600'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizfarm.com/1114031418quiz vwaltz1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Viennese Waltz&lt;/b&gt;. You are Viennese Waltz! Elegant and exhilarating, you are more fun than a barrel of really dizzy monkeys. You love merry-go-rounds, tire swings, and those office chairs that spin around.  When you walk into a room everyone goes &amp;#8220;Ooooh!&amp;#8221; and &amp;#8220;Aaaah!&amp;#8221; and wishes they could be as awesome as you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border='0' width='300' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='0'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Viennese Waltz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='75' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;75%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Foxtrot&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='67' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;67%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Jive&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='67' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;67%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Rumba&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='50' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Waltz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='50' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' 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href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-scored-as-viennese-waltz.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-116492178906088275</id><published>2006-11-30T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T13:23:09.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I've said dance is like crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like anything... there are different grades of crack.  The crappy stuff makes you kind of think, 'do i want to do this again?' while the good stuff makes you want to kill yourself to do more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. dance = crack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that topic, we had a lesson again yesterday, the last one before T goes and disappears for winter break. Twas the second tango technique lesson we've had and I have to say that it was amazingly good. (good crack) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It fixed so many of the problems I've been feeling about our routine, just with the places that are supposed to be really cool 'moments' feeling kind of blah and stupid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tape our technique lessons so that we can go back later and remember all the little things peter said about this or that... and I really like how some of the moves look - and that's just when I'm in jazz pants... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I practice mostly in a skirt now, but at our lessons I like to be able to see where my legs are, and so T isn't hidden by my skirt depending on which way we're facing... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We practiced last night (tis always better to practice the same day as a lesson) and it's really fun when I get a comment of 'that looks _really_ cool with your skirt.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also really looking forward to January when we start doing 'dress' practices... so I can get used to dancing in my new dress. &lt;img src="http://photos-123.ak.facebook.com/ip002/v45/152/6/3309814/n3309814_31687123_2687.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I'm a little worried about is picking up the skirt at various points... just because even with my practice skirt, I'm _really_ bad at it. It's juist sort of embarrassing... Esp the last tango lesson when peter was chiding me about it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well... cross that bridge eventually... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just comes down to this - a lesson in which I feel so good about whatever we covered that I want to practice _right_ after we get home is just plain awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-116492178906088275?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/116492178906088275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=116492178906088275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/116492178906088275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/116492178906088275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-know-ive-said-dance-is-like-crack.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-116192061619577616</id><published>2006-10-26T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T20:43:36.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>quick post here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm at sea on the R/V Roger Revelle... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now we're actually pretty close to shore, maybe 80 mi offshore of Dana Point.  Been on the ship since last saturday, and will be on it til nov 6.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm collecting water samples and particulate samples for my boss at SIO, so yes... I'm being paid to be on a cruise, that has awesome food, and well.. i do work 12 hours a day, but *shrug* tis worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're zig zagging north to point conception and the waters around the santa barbara basin stopping at designated 'stations' to collect samples... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually.. i need to run... we're on station in 20 minutes and we gotta go prep the CTD... this device that has tubes all around it that can be closed at a specific depth... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, on another note... last night i was teaching salsa dancing to people on the cruise. LoL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-116192061619577616?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/116192061619577616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=116192061619577616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/116192061619577616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/116192061619577616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2006/10/quick-post-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-116069288194789063</id><published>2006-10-12T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T15:41:21.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been an interesting week to say the least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I started the Nupogen injections last friday for the bone marrow stem cell donation, I didn't really have any expectations in terms of how it would affect me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cue 5 days of pounding headaches... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, almost 5 days... 5 days minus the brief hours on monday and tuesday when my double vicodin kept them at bay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all the symptoms weren't too bad, i just wish that I had found out earlier that i could double the amount of vicodin that I was taking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was... interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started off with my two vicodin and an adavan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning was going well, and stuff... 20 minutes into the procedure, the citrate anticoagulant triggered an asthma attack.  Probably the worst one I've ever experienced. esp since the last one was when I was in high school... and i wouldn't really call those 'attacks' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some albuterol later... i was breathing normally again, and then extremely nauseous... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cue 6 or so hours of sleeping with intermittant periods of waking up to say 'i'm nauseous' followed by vomitting. woooo... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somewhere along the way i get a second adavan and later benedryl, through the IV catheter in my femoral vein... and well... suffice to say, i was pretty out of it for most of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it rather hilarious now, actually.... hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometime around 7 thomas and trevor came to pick me up, and after getting home, I promptly passed out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up wednesday, i was still feeling not quite normal... but i got some more soup and went back to sleep... kind of... more of relaxing in bed because it's fun to.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. when thomas started to wake up, i started lobbing stuffed animals at him for fun. I recall him commenting something like 'Wow, haven't had this happen for the last five days' and how i must be feeling better then.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* i need better aim if i'm going to start things like that. it's frustrating to get pelted numerous times after giving up all my ammo to misses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-116069288194789063?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/116069288194789063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=116069288194789063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/116069288194789063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/116069288194789063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-been-interesting-week-to-say-least.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-115981406660457422</id><published>2006-10-02T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T11:34:26.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>w00t. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here we go with the latest in my random blogging escapades (along with the usual wondering how many people ever read this anymore) ... *shrug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I'll back up a couple days so I have more to write about... well kinda... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday I had my physical for being a bone marrow donor. Thankfully, the collection method is the non-surgical kind, called Peripherial Blood Stem Cell collection.  I will get 5 shots for 5 days of a drug that increases the number of blood precursor cells that move into my bloodstream from my bone marrow and then those cells are collected by filtering them out through apheresis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I haven't heard anything from the hospital or the NMDP coordinator, I'm assuming that I'm healthy and will start getting the shots this Friday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been kind of odd for me, because the people around me seem to make more of this than I am... I wonder when I became so disconnected from the reality of life and death that in being asked to help save someone's life I don't know how I feel about it. It's not that i'm not excited, I just don't feel as excited as people seem to expect me to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its just the anonymity of it all. I don't have anyone or anything really tangible to associate with why I am doing this, and the lack just makes it difficult for it to feel real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shrug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm doing a good thing, and that's enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want more info go to www.marrow.org, and if you're really interested i'm sure there's gonna be at least one marrow donor drive on library walk this year- it's where I signed up 5 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessee... last week we had another lesson... not as good as the others i've blogged about... Peter's kind of disappointed with us for not being able to apply more of our past lessons to the rest of our dances... but honestly, it's HARD.  We both know we need to open up more and do 'more interesting things' with our arms and styling, but it's really difficult to figure out what to do.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our practice yesterday I was really happy that Thomas thought of a place where there was potential for something cooler to be happening... but we couldn't make up something that we thought looked cool enough without being kind of silly... *sigh* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the team's starting this week, I'm expecting our practice schedule to get all funnified... It's rather annoying... since we've been practicing almost every day since the RIMAC rooms have been open til now, and I can definitely tell we've benefited from it... merr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, and finally... yesterday I was kind of crazy. I woke up at 1 since we'd been up late playing D&amp;D for david's birthday... woke up thomas... make food for 'breakfast' and for dinner... went to dance practice for 2 hours, went to hockey, ran myself til i felt like i couldn't breathe... went home and jumped in the shower, and then went to the Hot Monkey Love cafe grand reopening... let's just say i fell asleep almost immediately last night.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny, i've never been to HML before because since salsa's on sunday, I would never go because of hockey. and well.. i remember why... dancing after sprinting around for an hour isn't the most pleasant thing... but damn it was fun ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys were looking forward to this fabled air conditioning so it wouldn't be as hot (to which i was skeptical) and yes... when we got there it was definitely sauna-like.  I think this is the first time I've been pouring sweat from dancing... ick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went home after midnight and i got to peel off my clothes &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; and shower a second time, which, felt really really good... again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here we are then... the start of another week... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"welcome to the end of the thought process..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-115981406660457422?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/115981406660457422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=115981406660457422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/115981406660457422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/115981406660457422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2006/10/w00t.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-115810677386638497</id><published>2006-09-12T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T17:22:16.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ha. &lt;br /&gt;so last weekend Thomas and I had a dance gig for the Monte Carlo Gala, which is this huge fundraiser for the san diego museum of contemporary art where it's $1000 per chair for dinner... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were part of the entertainment... to 'bring joy to the room' dancing around the floor during dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monte Carlo = French theme = period costumes from ~ 15th centuryish france &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; = Thomas looking like Amadeus, and me... well I had a wig that was a cross between a giant marshmallow and the bride of frankenstein's hair, needless to say, hilarity ensued. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo, i'm a little reluctant to post pictures, though since my family has already been laughing hysterically at them, i suppose the added embarassment of showing them to friends wouldn't be *that* bad... but i suppose i'm only masochistic enough to submit myself to physical pain - after all, i play hockey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea... i think these pictures are staying off of facebook... except for maybe the ones of thomas wearing black stripey tights. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-115810677386638497?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/115810677386638497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=115810677386638497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/115810677386638497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/115810677386638497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2006/09/ha.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-115705074931994433</id><published>2006-08-31T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T11:59:09.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>an article that is an interesting commentary of how we are living in a country of morons &lt;a href="http://www.thesimon.com/magazine/articles/canon_fodder/01222_flying_friendly_lies.html"&gt; at The Simon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-115705074931994433?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/115705074931994433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=115705074931994433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/115705074931994433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/115705074931994433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2006/08/article-that-is-interesting-commentary.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-115636002289994944</id><published>2006-08-23T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T12:07:02.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's amazing how inspiring a dance lesson can be... &lt;br /&gt;last night we have a foxtrot lesson to work on style and technique for our new routine... we got through 3 or 4 moves.... &lt;br /&gt;using real shaping for once makes things work amazingly well, and also amazingly harder to do. *sigH* &lt;br /&gt;I can feel glimpses of how cool it will be once we can actually really dance it this way... and i swear it's like crack. dancing ballroom is so insatiably addicting... When we're really on our game, I get this high, kind of floaty feeling, like gliding over the floor as effortlessly as some people claim we look... and well... i keep wanting to get back there... and crack is cheaper.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, peter is growing out his hair kinda... and when thomas commented on them switching hairstyles... peter took one look at thomas' hair and was like...'um...did you try doing that yourself?'  and then proceeded to mildly berate him  since dancesport is highly about 'image' and how he 'really should' get a real haircut before tryouts starts... It reminds me of the lesson where peter was on us about our shoes... how thomas needed real smooth shoes and how i needed clear elastic around mine rather than the black hairties i had been using... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the moral is, it was an awesome lesson. when we got home i was so energized i made thomas practice with me a bit in the apartment.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm... crack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-115636002289994944?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/115636002289994944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=115636002289994944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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roller hockey, floor hockey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing WoW again... &lt;br /&gt;(oh my poor soul) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping... kind of... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and stuff... and stuff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-115628098935029647?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/115628098935029647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=115628098935029647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/115628098935029647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/115628098935029647'/><link rel='alternate' 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href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/115567290768636494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=115567290768636494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/115567290768636494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/115567290768636494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-115446415657165767</id><published>2006-08-01T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T14:11:44.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i pick thomas up from the airport last night and notice that he's gotten a haircut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparantly from 5 of his friends who started attacking his hair with scissors... and then from his sister who he requested help from ... he described it as holding up chunks and asking her to 'cut here'... or something like that... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's just say... straight lines make hair look funny.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so measures were taken... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i don't cut hair... i've always been kind of afraid to do it on other people. But i do know how you're supposed to do it from watching salon stylists, and then experimenting with trimming my bangs, when i had them way back when... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 40 minutes later, thomas is molting...shedding... lots... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i made it passable enough that it won't bug me the next time we go practice and i have to see it up close for extended periods of time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i can cut hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exp (+750)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-115446415657165767?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/115446415657165767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=115446415657165767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/115446415657165767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/115446415657165767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-i-pick-thomas-up-from-airport-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-115223907589757157</id><published>2006-07-06T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T19:25:42.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so, still in japan... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessee... mount fuji.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met up with shingo in shibuya on monday evening and we went to his house in Yokohama where his mom had made us a WONDERFUL dinner, consisting of cold shabu shabu, a fillet of salmon, vegetables, and a tomato soup pasta dish... OMG so good!!!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after... sleeping for like 2-3 hours I got up at 2am and we left the house at 2:30am to leave for the mountain. Shingo, his dad, two of his friends, and I had breakfast in the parking lot at the fifth station, which is at around 2400m elevation... i think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hike to the top was pretty strenuous and took something like 4-5 hours, and then 3 to get back down.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top was amazing, with the rising clouds and everything. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hiking down in dense fog, we went to an onsen in Gotemba, which was my first time at a Japanese onsen... and it was AWESOME!  all hikes should have an onsen near the trailhead so people can go cleanse themselves and soak in the nice mineral water after a long hike... it made my knees feel happy again, which is pretty odd for me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after I went to the main part of Yokohama, and saw some of the major things of the area... in the pouring rain... so i spent my time mostly wandering around this large mall... they have lots of large malls here... pretty much the 'thing to do' is buy stuff... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and people say americans are consumerist... the reason why young japanese men get mistaken for being gay is because so many of them are as consumerist as women are when it comes to their clothes and hair products... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back from yokohama, I went to Yodobashi, a gigantic electronics store... and i'm going to have to go back... i only went to 1 floor and spent 2 hours there... eek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to Ikebukuro where there are more gigantic malls... after getting tired of shopping, I went to Harajuku to see the Meiji Shrine, which was really pretty and a nice change from the endless blocks of multi-level stores... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now today I'm taking a break from all that since i'm still freaking sore and now covered in mosquito bites... there was a vengeful mosquito in the apartment two nights ago... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr. time to go to the bakery.. they have damn good bread here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, i stole this from wen's 'friends' page on her blog... it's hilarious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year, English teachers from across the country can submit their collections of actual analogies and metaphors found in high school essays. These excerpts are published each year to the amusement of teachers across the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. She grew on him like she was a colony of E. Coli, and he was room-temperature Canadian beef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. He was as tall as a six-foot, three-inch tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife's infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty bag filled with vegetable soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you're on vacation in another city and Jeopardy comes on at 7:00 p.m. instead of 7:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant, and she was the East River.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Even in his last years, Granddad had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame, maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. The ballerina rose gracefully en Pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-115223907589757157?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/115223907589757157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=115223907589757157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/115223907589757157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/115223907589757157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-still-in-japan.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-115189348630757629</id><published>2006-07-02T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T19:24:46.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sooo wen has this 'cute overload' website bookmarked... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is an example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mfrost.typepad.com/cute_overload/images/akagami4jm.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-115189348630757629?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/115189348630757629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=115189348630757629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/115189348630757629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/115189348630757629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2006/07/sooo-wen-has-this-cute-overload-website.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-115188511438228743</id><published>2006-07-02T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T17:05:14.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so now i'm in japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got in on saturday here and met wenchin in tokyo. managed to wander onto and off the train without getting lost ^_^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dragging my rolly bag all over shibuya, we went and found a 'love hotel' to stay in.  a love hotel is a hotel whose purpose in life is to provide a space for all the japanese people who live with their parents to go off somewhere and have sex... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparantly the last time wen met up with someone visiting and did this they ended up getting an s&amp;m room. o_O  Ours was just blacklit this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my first night there I've been up for... who knows how long, and i have a sinus headache... and then i don't sleep the entire night. it was.. interesting..and weird.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second day. we went to odaiba, which is this small island that has a mall and stuff and is near the Rainbow bridge.  We went with the intent to go rent a puppy to play with for awhile, but more on that later... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the afternoon was taken up by me suddenly being very nauseous and feeling like dying... and this lasted until i went and just keeled over on a bench for an hour. Wenchin said some people were giving me funny looks, but they were mostly distracted by the performing monkey near by... *shrug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I felt good enough after that when we continued meandering through stores, i actually felt like buying things again... a sure sign of health ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen took me to Ninja, a themed restaurant where you enter a ninja village, for dinner in early celebration of my birthday... It was SO COOL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are first 'summoned' inside, the hostess started saying something that i didn't really understand, and then clapped her hands and a guy dropped down from the ceiling... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were led through some extremely dark hallways and stairwells while our guide did ninjutsu to open secret doors and things along the way, it was cool.  Wen was also convinced that all the people working there were cute... hehe... i have many pictures so at some point i'll post them somewhere... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also ended up with many japanese people singing 'happy birthday' to me, which was awesome and entertaining all at once... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, it's... 9 am monday morning and i'm going to go back to sleep... need to catch up on some lost hours and stuff... after all, I am going to go climb up mount fuji tomorrow... and yes, I am crazy. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-115188511438228743?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/115188511438228743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=115188511438228743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/115188511438228743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/115188511438228743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-now-im-in-japan.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-115156518421883584</id><published>2006-06-29T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T00:13:04.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i'm graduated and stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it feels about the same, though since i don't start work til August, i've been bumming around and slacking with a vengeance... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've spent the last two days going and reading by the pool, quite nice, really... and making my tan come back ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i leave on a two week trip to japan... to visit my wondertwin wen! should be lots of fun... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-115156518421883584?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/115156518421883584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=115156518421883584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/115156518421883584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/115156518421883584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2006/06/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-114958608832531194</id><published>2006-06-06T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T02:28:10.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So the end of the year Dancesport Showcase has come and gone... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the month of insanity preceding it has also finally ended... i think there's a definite part of myself that's very glad it's over... especially because i've been slacking horribly on school lately... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also finally put my sewing machine away since it's been out and in use almost every day for the last 3 weeks. insane. I've gotten a lot better at machine sewing lately... i wonder if it's related somehow ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The showcase went really well, i had been excited about it beforehand just cuz i was in 6 'extra' numbers that i invested a fair amount of time into... and well one of them was the 'Tango de Roxanne' which i was definitely looking forward to... since the run through on thursday i've been quite impatiently waiting for the chance to perform it in full costume... can't wait to see the dvd now... i've received lots of compliments about that number... makes me proud of the work put into it, and it's cool to end my last year on the team with a number like that. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;moment of feeling old. especially since peter came up and thanked me for all my years on the team... dang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i have one last week of work til i'm done with the truly carefree years of college. damn. now i SOUND old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least one of the benefits of graduation is receiving graduation money. buahaha.. i shall have fun in japan. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-114958608832531194?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/114958608832531194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=114958608832531194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/114958608832531194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/114958608832531194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-end-of-year-dancesport-showcase-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-114660520269905255</id><published>2006-05-02T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T14:26:42.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I posted a clip from the UCB competition on youtube... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jmKKdzrIk40"&gt;rawr.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-114660520269905255?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-114660454090695772</id><published>2006-05-02T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T14:15:40.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>travel season is finally over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and perfect timing for the 5th week insanity... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-114660454090695772?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/114660454090695772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=114660454090695772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;interesting by having 3 extra people that i hadn't planned for arrive at the hotel to complicate the rooming situation... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by having a particular whiney someone complain to me that there were two extra guys and there was no way to fit more than 4 people in the room... (it's called 'the floor'... grr)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the flight arriving an hour and a half late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by there being delays in getting the rental car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by there being costumes that decided to sit this competition out... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so today, i felt like making stew... it seems to match the mood of things... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, things are okay, people learn to deal... i just wish they'd learn to deal a bit faster and stop being stupid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dangit... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are dumb. (myself included)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-114472230016880996?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/114472230016880996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=114472230016880996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/114472230016880996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/114472230016880996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2006/04/stewing-so-this-past-weekend-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-114417510307627297</id><published>2006-04-04T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T11:25:03.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thomas is back! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the awesomest thing that has happened thus far is thomas passing out on the couch in the apt, and mark electing to carry him to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-114417510307627297?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-114384519876309767</id><published>2006-03-31T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T14:46:38.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i took ppl from show team from the san jose airport up to sfo... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i came back i found that logan left clothes in the bathroom... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he made us a bit late this morning cuz alex and i were waiting for an extra 10 min for him... the prominent comment being 'geez he's such a woman' seriously... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a bad phrase...but *shrug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow i'm going fishing... i think..unless the weather is crappy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which it might be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-114384519876309767?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/114384519876309767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=114384519876309767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/114384519876309767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/114384519876309767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-i-took-ppl-from-show-team-from-san.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-114375747509491954</id><published>2006-03-30T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T14:30:21.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt; &lt;a href="http://hucksblog.blogspot.com/2005/08/snakes-on-motherfucking-plane.html"&gt; Snakes on a Plane &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/4/40/Snakesonaplane1js.jpg/180px-Snakesonaplane1js.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/0a/102418_snakes_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-114375747509491954?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-114353051383175342</id><published>2006-03-27T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T23:21:53.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>grr. argh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much to say at the moment... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but marscapone cheese is freaking awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-114353051383175342?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/114353051383175342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=114353051383175342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/114353051383175342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/114353051383175342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2006/03/grr.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-114336368486745146</id><published>2006-03-26T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T01:01:24.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the serenity quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm apparantly 80% kaylee, 75% inara. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd post the actual results, but the code shows up funky... so no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead, a link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.seabreezecomputers.com/serenity"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Serenity Firefly Personality Test&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-114336368486745146?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/114336368486745146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=114336368486745146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/114336368486745146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/114336368486745146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2006/03/serenity-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-114334587760208466</id><published>2006-03-25T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T01:00:10.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="00FF00"&gt;&lt;b&gt; adventures with the REI used gear sale &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i wake up this morning at 5:30am ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me clarify ... i stopped dozing at 5:30am... so after 6 hours of not really sleeping... i got up again. huzzah. &lt;br /&gt;being in a pissy mood with the whole not really sleeping thing and it being 5:30 am thing... chris and i got up, packed up the dog's stuff into my car and headed off to REI for their legendary used gear sale... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i say 'legendary' well... it's in place of 'really freaking cool' just cuz it's less wordy... they do come around 3-4 time a year though... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. so.. 6:10am we arrive... there's already about 30 people in line. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- some people were there at 4. ouch. -- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so chris grabs his sleeping pad and goes out and gets in line... while i curled up in the car and actually slept for 2 hours... and felt less like a mean person upon waking. always a good thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half hour of milling around.. and then the stampede starts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way these things work is.. if you have something you have your eye on... you run over there and grab it. and then grab everything else you 'might' want. and then find a corner and poke at everything to see if you actually want to buy it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last time i got a tent ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time i was thinking of getting a new pack for multi-day trips... and i grabbed a few that ended up being put back... because... i wandered by the snowbaords... &lt;br /&gt;and saw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;i&gt; &lt;font color="FF0000"&gt; $25.93 &lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written on the tag of one of them... &lt;br /&gt;which was conveniently the length i need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as i was thinking some dude picked it up and held it up next to his son... and it ended up being too tall. (whew) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i proceeded to grab it and run off. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... to the boots... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually found a pair my size that fit well and were decently priced... $60 ish... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all in all i have about $85 of stuff... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then comes the cool part about REI. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's march. i'm a member. i buy crap throughout the year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a &lt;b&gt; dividend &lt;/b&gt;  XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which this year is $50. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a snowboard and boots (and a $10 headlamp for mark) for $50 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh baby. oh baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went and looked up the gear online. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the snowboard retails $300 and the boots retail $230 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh baby. oh baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may not be good... i may not go very often... but for when i do go, i now don't have to rent (though i will be acquiring bindings at some point too) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and damn. $40 for a snowboard and boots just makes me smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really really big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt; XD &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-114334587760208466?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/114334587760208466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=114334587760208466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/114334587760208466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/114334587760208466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2006/03/adventures-with-rei-used-gear-sale-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-114300668544138930</id><published>2006-03-21T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T21:51:25.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah... dance partners... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i took mine to the airport at 6:30 in the morning so he can go on an amazing adventure in france... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, if any of you have seen his 'brown coat' well... that's what he took with him as a means of staying warm... i have to say it's marvelously warm and doubles as a highly effective blanket. but then we had a discussion with his apt mates and irena about the fact that well... now it's not so much that he looks like an american...but more of a strange... wandering type person... emphasis on the strange...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd remember what was actually said..but i elected to not really sleep before taking him to the airport... i mean.. it  was 330 am and i was still working on my project, making thomas cookies so he won't starve if he falls asleep during a layover and misses a connection , and such... granted... i took a nap at 4:30 and awoke very much out of sorts...esp since i was on the couch and i look over to see thomas sleeping on the floor... if it weren't for andres not sleeping and coming back around 6 something i would have had a much bigger difficulty in waking up...he had these yummy molasses raisin cookies that really were quite delicious.  Thomas took one and i broke off a piece and he asked if i wanted half... then after tasting it i said 'yes i would like that other half' meanwhile he tasted it and said.. okay but you get the smaller  half... hehe you kinda had to be there but it was entertaining and the cookie was dang good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i discovered also that I-5 north has a lot of traffic in the morning...icky icky icky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i went back to sleep at 8am... &lt;br /&gt;and slept til 2pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trevor was giving me crap about it since he forgot i drove thomas to the airport... and then he understood... he took shingo to the airport early sunday morning under similar circumstances... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm sitting in my 'imaging and interactivity final' which consists of people showing their projects and trying to explain what they had intended to do which did not necessarily correspond to what actually happened.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my project which i worked at at the guys' place all week was this sound machine that had hardware sounds and human generated sounds based off this online game...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my prof asked me 'so what were you thinking?' after in this tone that was definitely questioning my mental capacity when i made this... the class laughed... i was entertained...  he was playing with the tofu and goball noises quite excessively too it was great... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like projects where i don't really need a strong reason for doing it... it means it's easier to explain yourself in vague terms.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and soon i will go and sleep for as long as i can... except for needing to meet with my lab prof for my 199 tomorrow morning..agh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still sitting in this dang final... it's three hours minues 10 minutes of my own presentation of sitting here wanting to go home... and watching peoples' projects and seeing how some hit what they were aiming for... and many didn't.. but what do you expect to do in 3 or less weeks anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh... i need food. and sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawn*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-114300668544138930?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/114300668544138930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=114300668544138930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/114300668544138930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/114300668544138930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2006/03/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-114276969651725555</id><published>2006-03-19T03:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T04:02:26.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the saga of &lt;b&gt; meh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i feel inspired... &lt;br /&gt;well kind of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inspired enough to actually post something that isn't about how busy i am, how i don't use my blog... or how i'm losing sleep.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a rare occasion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in Dofus, this online flash based mmorpg, there are these little sheep monsters called gobballs that make this cute meh-ing noise when they bite you.... and for my afformentioned director project, i'm making a sound machine of human noises vs artificial noises and so i was trying to recreate the meh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thoma-kun was kind enough to provide coaching assistance... though i think the sheer entertainment value of the exercise was easily motivation enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meh-ing under pressure is such hard work.  it makes it quite difficult to fully convey the angst and annoyance of the true meh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so with much laughter ensuing and failures.. i ran away to the couch... only to be chased by thomas with my laptop... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then in an act of true brilliance, there it was... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;b&gt; meh &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-114276969651725555?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-114262787243492153</id><published>2006-03-17T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T12:37:52.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this just in.&lt;br /&gt;i don't do well when i don't sleep much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after... 4 nights so far of going to bed at 4:30am or later... i think i'm gonna fall over and sleep for a very long time... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's funny... i don't have finals... cuz if i did i wouldn't be doing this... instead i have presentations, papers and projects... stupid art people... they're screwing up my sleep pattern. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a 8-10 page paper due at midnight tonight... but first i have to finish the last 2.5 pages... i put it off last night to start (yes... i said start) my final project in my other art class... cuz i'm in section right now and i needed to find out what issues i have... so i can either get help or change my project to make it work. argh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate programming. &lt;br /&gt;i hate macromedia director&lt;br /&gt;macromedia director involves a lot of programming&lt;br /&gt;i really hate macromedia director.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is about all i can handle right now. &lt;br /&gt;i think i'm going to go collapse in a corner somewhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-114262787243492153?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/114262787243492153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=114262787243492153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/114262787243492153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/114262787243492153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-just-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-114041389329752308</id><published>2006-02-19T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T21:38:13.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sooo not really posting anymore... &lt;br /&gt;i guess i don't really feel like saying much in this environment much anymore... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shrug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i havea  lot to say... i just...don't feel like typing it all out when i have an opportunity to, or don't feel like it when i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow... &lt;br /&gt;if anyone's around in SD and wants to see why dancesport has eaten my soul, our competition is on march 4th at the main gym...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-114041389329752308?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/114041389329752308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=114041389329752308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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culture room temperature so i can add my culture samples to it and take off for the day... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i have my laptop to play with... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh right... i'm supposed to do my reading for tonight...&lt;br /&gt;riiiight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-113805954970303506?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/113805954970303506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=113805954970303506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/113805954970303506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/113805954970303506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2006/01/oh-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-113718003582346979</id><published>2006-01-13T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T11:20:35.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blar... so it seems i have not posted in a long while... since before christmas... rawr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas was interesting... it's the first year that my sister hasn't been at the family party and all my cousins noted that it was quieter... ;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new years... i spent the evening packing since i drove back to SD on the 1st.. but i made up for it by partying on the 29th and the 30th... *shrug* and i feel like last year's new years was enough for two years ( i will never drink that much wine again... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nationals ... was awesome... a week in daytona beach, dancing for 6+ hours a day, and then kicking BYU-idaho's ass in the formation competition and defending our title of 'intercontinental collegiate formation team champions'  ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now... i feel like i'm fighting off whatever half the team was sick with when we went to daytona beach... my immune system probably did not appreciate my almost getting hypothermia (alright, perhaps an exxageration, but i was shaking uncontrollably for over an hour... that's a bit frightening) while at Islands of Adventure... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well, i'm in 3 art classes and i have a chem199... soooo i feel a lot less stressed this quarter... we'll see if it lasts... i think i'll handle the projects a lot better though.. considering i think i'll have only one final this quarter.. muahahaa... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm in class right now and somewhat bored... but i should start paying attention now so that i can learn director... stupid new programs... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-113718003582346979?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/113718003582346979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=113718003582346979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/113718003582346979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/113718003582346979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2006/01/blar.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-113537670054612578</id><published>2005-12-23T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T14:25:00.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rawr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i had actually gotten around to posting when i felt like it... i might have had some interesting things to comment on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, not so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-113537670054612578?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/113537670054612578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=113537670054612578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/113537670054612578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/113537670054612578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/12/rawr.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-113389417996436004</id><published>2005-12-06T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T10:36:19.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so now i'm done with finals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which would be a good thing except for the fact that i have this lingering sensation of my brain returning: Error 404 item not found.  over and over and over again during my ichem final which i just finished...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well maybe not over and over... definitely at the end when i realized i studied the wrong stuff/not enough stuff about myoglobin and hemoglobin... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blaaaaahhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made up so much crap that sounds plausible but... well is just a load of crap... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my brain feels icky again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like last night... which i fixed by banging my head against the wall for awhile... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i called it 'purging pchem' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe instead of starting on my final art project i'll take a nap instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm... naps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd be happier about being done with exams... but ichem left an icky feeling... &lt;br /&gt;*sigH*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-113389417996436004?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/113389417996436004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>adventures in strangeness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea... so life is strange when pchem seems easy... because ichem is just scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::shudders::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose life would also be strange if oranges fell out of the sky at random... then instead of 'duck' you'd have people screaming 'orange!!!' all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-113380766156651238?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/113380766156651238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=113380766156651238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/113380766156651238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/113380766156651238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/12/adventures-in-strangeness.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-113339656453036412</id><published>2005-11-30T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T16:22:44.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another week and a half til hell kicks me out... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to leave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigH*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-113339656453036412?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/113339656453036412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=113339656453036412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/113339656453036412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/113339656453036412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/11/another-week-and-half-til-hell-kicks-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-113226220863324313</id><published>2005-11-17T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T13:16:48.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where are we? What the hell is going on?&lt;br /&gt;The dust has only just begun to fall,&lt;br /&gt;Crop circles in the carpet, sinking, feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Spin me round again and rub my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;This can't be happening.&lt;br /&gt;When busy streets a mess with people&lt;br /&gt;would stop to hold their heads heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hide and seek.&lt;br /&gt;Trains and sewing machines.&lt;br /&gt;All those years they were here first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oily marks appear on walls&lt;br /&gt;Where pleasure moments hung before.&lt;br /&gt;The takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this&lt;br /&gt;still life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hide and seek.&lt;br /&gt;Trains and sewing machines. (Oh, you won't catch me around here)&lt;br /&gt;Blood and tears,&lt;br /&gt;They were here first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, what you say?&lt;br /&gt;Mm, that you only meant well? Well, of course you did.&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, what you say?&lt;br /&gt;Mm, that it's all for the best? Ah off course it is.&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, what you say?&lt;br /&gt;Mm, that it’s just what we need? And you decided this.&lt;br /&gt;Mmm what you say?&lt;br /&gt;What did she say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs.&lt;br /&gt;Speak no feeling, no I dont believe you.&lt;br /&gt;You don't care a bit. You don't care a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs.&lt;br /&gt;Speak no feeling, no I don't believe you.&lt;br /&gt;You don't care a bit. You don't care a bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-113226220863324313?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/113226220863324313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=113226220863324313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/113226220863324313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/113226220863324313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/11/where-are-we-what-hell-is-going-on-dust.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-113226219406827028</id><published>2005-11-17T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T13:16:34.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>t-2:45 til death by pchem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though strangely, i don't expect it to be my death... for once... it's odd to me that I actually understand things now and I don't struggle with it nearly as much as i did last year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only I could say the same for ichem...  :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-113226219406827028?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/113226219406827028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=113226219406827028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/113226219406827028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/113226219406827028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/11/t-245-til-death-by-pchem.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-113156160171065351</id><published>2005-11-09T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T10:40:01.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been another one of those weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh blah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i knew that this week was gonna suck before it even started... what with the 4-5 hours of dancing each day on the weekend and not having enough time to go over all the ichem crap before the midterm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel good about the symmetry stuff... but I totally flubbed the stuff on molecular orbitals... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigH* i knew i should have taken more time to go through chapter 5... &lt;br /&gt;hopefully my score won't be too low. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I did okay on the first midterm so that they'll balance things out.... it just means i have to work my ass off for the final. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh blah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to say nothing of the fact that i have a pchem midterm next week, a paper due in my visarts class (a paper! wtf?!) and interviews for earthKAM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then in my copious free time i need to relearn basic stats and error propagation for my phys 2CL final that's in a few weeks... and oh. &lt;br /&gt;FINALS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh. &lt;br /&gt;the freaking GRE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh. &lt;br /&gt;the freaking CHEM GRE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I'm already planning a random trip with peepz to tahoe. i'm going to need a real break from things for awhile. cuz after i come back i get to work on my grad school apps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh blah. &lt;br /&gt;stupid 3rd letter of rec. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. enough ranting.. need to finish my phys lab report by noon... hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-113156160171065351?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/113156160171065351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=113156160171065351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/113156160171065351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/113156160171065351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-been-another-one-of-those-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-113103409023141439</id><published>2005-11-03T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T08:08:10.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt; *sigH* warning... rant ahead... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thomas is right about the fact that you don't really worry as much about things which you have not really worked that hard on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, this lead in is alluding to the fact that, I am basically carrying a significant load of the nationals team. I'm doing the travel arrangements, i'm preparing all the materials for sponsorships and donations, thomas and i figured out the entire routine in a day, and i'm already figuring out the formations that we'll need this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i doing all this which is not my job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because it's not being handled right... things have been too lax and ho-hummish about getting things done. Nothing was getting done. &lt;br /&gt;If I hadn't stepped up to do something, well, we would probably be cancelling the nationals team for this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, because I've done all this work, and invested so much time energy and emotion into all this... it makes me extremely irritated to watch people who have put in less and are now struggling to catch up.  Simply because they haven't been coming and now there's the reality check of 'oh we have 5 weeks holy crap' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just bugs me that most of the people on the nationals team don't seem all that serious, or realize the seriousness of what we have to be doing.   *sigh* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granted, I realized what part of the irritation is coming from, and that is dancing with people who aren't as strong as my normal partner... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally agree with peter that i shouldn't dance with thomas for nationals, because we probably would look too strong compared to everyone else... of course that doesn't mean i'm not going to feel frustration and irritation from dancing with other people. I'm doing my best to hold it back, but sometimes, especially when i'm tired, like tonight, it's really difficult to do so. *sigH* when did i become such a dance snob?  I like helping people out, helping htem learn... but at some point i just lose all my patience and just sort of snap.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes me want to play more hockey to vent my frustrations elsewhere... but that would probably lead to more injuries for me, which are probably a bad idea... and so i turn to my blog... oft ignored... but definitely needed sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my frustration makes me feel bad... almost guilty for being that way because it's not that i don't like these people (with a few exceptions) but it's just htat i feel bad for feeling that way because i feel they should have more of a chance to get it together.  Granted, not everyone is as insane a dancer as i am and willing to rearrange your life so there's enough time to do dance and take care of things related to dance. I'm getting swept up by my enthusiasm to push this thing through so that when i don't feel people coming to help pull things through, it just gets frustrating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People keep offering help and expecting me to come up with what they should do.  Can't they think for themselves?  I'm sure they'd have better ideas than just me alone. It's part of the reason why i haven't asked for help because i know that people are flaky. I have my doubts as to whether or not people are going to actually go out and talk to the businesses I asked them to talk to, but hell, miracles happen every day right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should have more faith in people, after all, many of them are my friends... I guess i'm just feeling extremely disillusioned about things in general right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it keeps coming back to me not wanting to take this job since it isn't mine, and then when I try to give it back, i just get more annoyed because it gets mishandled again. There's the type-A personality rearing its head again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just know that if I do it, things will get done the way they should be. I feel like i'm trying so hard not to usurp responsibilities and trying to relax more about all this, but the attitude of some of the people doing nationals just annoys the hell out of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when I get this way because I know i'm a much nicer person than my current behavior leads people to believe.  Being tired and frustrated just turns me in to not a nice person and I hate that... yet trying to hold it back only seems to make things worse... people can tell that i'm steamed about things and just not saying anything... i've gotten a lot worse at being subtle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i should just sleep on it. &lt;br /&gt;at least by ranting here, i don't keep my bf up... the puppy does enough of that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-113103409023141439?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/113103409023141439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=113103409023141439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/113103409023141439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/113103409023141439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/11/sigh-warning.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-113077953639522965</id><published>2005-10-31T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T09:25:36.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm... i meant to post something about tryouts... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that's not gonna happen at the moment... perhaps after results night tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy halloween&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-113077953639522965?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/113077953639522965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=113077953639522965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/113077953639522965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/113077953639522965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/10/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-113044568232631025</id><published>2005-10-27T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T13:41:22.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn i'm tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea. i spent last night looking up addresses, addressing envelopes, sealing and stamping said envelopes for ~100 donor letters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then I prepped the envelopes for another 150 and printed out more letters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo... several hours later it's 3 am and i realize that I need to pass out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i wake up at 7 and decide to skip my 8 am class anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should stop doing all this work by myself... but I just keep thinking that if I do it, I know it'll be done right. &lt;br /&gt;at least with tryouts tonight I won't have time to do anymore letters until at least tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah damn, I have to do my pchem homework tonight too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already exhausted and it's only 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tryouts.&lt;br /&gt;This year is an interesting perspective for me... because since I've been around for so long I am one of the better dancers on the team at the moment. I've got people asking me for help and advice the same way I was asking others last year. It is kind of an ego boost, but more than that I realized that this year, my standards are a lot higher.  Even though I'm more experienced and might dance better than a lot of people, I have to put forth more effort to prove it. It's kind of that part of me that was so pissed off about being an alternate that I'd work my ass off to prove I was better last year... the funny part being when I did prove it. ... but anyway... it's the same sort of mental drive.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to show that my dancing is on a different level. ... the term 'blowing people out of the water' comes to mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other people who are in a similar position may have a different opinion of tryouts, but I think that with higher status comes an even greater necessity to push yourself to prove why you're there. To prove why you deserve to be there. and not take it for granted like some people I know. ... that's what I always hated about the team last year, was the huge number of people on comp that took their position for granted and didn't stop to look at how the people on show were striving hard to surpass them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like a race. If you are so self assured that you start walking at the end you're gonna get passed by someone who's lit a fire under their ass and is pushing harder and harder to beat you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're at the top, you gotta defend. Otherwise you lose credibility.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-113044568232631025?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/113044568232631025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=113044568232631025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/113044568232631025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/113044568232631025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/10/damn-im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-113013270471889763</id><published>2005-10-23T22:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T22:45:04.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rawr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so first win in hockey this season.. awesome... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the first time so far this quarter i haven't had to do pchem right after hockey in an attempt to finish it by tomorrow.. but it's not due tomorrow! muahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so.. i shall make cookies.... &lt;br /&gt;rawrrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-113013243480785203</id><published>2005-10-23T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T22:40:34.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rawr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first win in hockey tonight, which is cool.. and considering that my homework is not due tomorrow for once... i think i might... make cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bwahahahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it doesn't help that i'm hungry. &lt;br /&gt;ah well... &lt;br /&gt;yay cookies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-113013243480785203?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/113013243480785203/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i've known for awhile that i am doing too much, and really need to stop doing one of the things i'm involved in... and i selected leaving earthkam... however... now that that's not happening til the ned of the quarter... let's just say i try so very hard not to go insane... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;april told me i'm a strong woman... but seriously... it wavers... alot.... sometimes i can't hold myself feeling normal...&lt;br /&gt;blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so before i continue... let's list the things that contribute to the insanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 jobs.&lt;br /&gt;4 classes &lt;br /&gt;dancesport&lt;br /&gt;dancesport command staff&lt;br /&gt;dancesport nationals team&lt;br /&gt;hockey&lt;br /&gt;bf&lt;br /&gt;bf's new puppy&lt;br /&gt;did i mention the puppy? damn it's cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes... soooooo... when things fall all at once is when i start getting to the breaking point... it's the 3rd time just this quarter... and it's only 4th week. &lt;br /&gt;DEAR GOD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today at nationals, i went arriving late because i'm studying for my pchem midterm that's tomorrow... thankfully since i am taking this for the second time it all comes to me a lot faster and easier than it ever did last year. after 20 minutes of learning a new routine and trying to figure out the moves to said routine, let's just say my brain was seriously about to explode... or i was about to explode ... at someone... no one specific... just anyone that happened to be nearby if i really did crack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankfully... i knew it was happening... so i tried to curb it while triyng to be the least bitchy as possible... i hope i succeeded.. i hate being like that... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing is, if there's one person on the dance team that i will never explode at... it's thoma-sama... it's true we spend too much time together... it's downright scary sometimes... but he's someone who i know can keep my sanity on the dance team if no one else can.  - thanks thoma-san i don't know where i'd be without you... although i have a feeling it would be not doing the team anymore... i was so close to quitting last year i was so pissed off... *sigH*. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i can make it through tomorrow, it will be the weekend (because i'll not go to class on friday) and i can relax or something... and sleep half the weekend away again... man, i can't wait for veterans day... i need  a three day weekend... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i should get back to studying... i'm kind of avoiding it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-112979483888360420?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/112979483888360420/comments/default' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>so an interesting comment from a meeting i was in today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which was about creating an online science game arcade... but anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you won't know where you want to be until you're already there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was referencing the game development process and all, but it's so true in life as well... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-112968468896479541?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/112968468896479541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=112968468896479541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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the hot water pot into my travel mug to clean it out... put the lid on and shook... forgetting for an instant that the mouth part was in the 'open position'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got something of a shower...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ow ow ow... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna be a great day... i can tell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-112956757151331717?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/112956757151331717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=112956757151331717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/112956757151331717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/112956757151331717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/10/and-for-my-first-genius-thing-of-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-112932710259111938</id><published>2005-10-14T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T14:58:22.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://www.bleachportal.net/?id=interactive/pquiz/index'&gt;&lt;img src='http://www.bleachportal.net/interactive/pquiz/images/ifirjjkt.jpg' border='0'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take The quiz yourself&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-112932710259111938?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/112932710259111938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=112932710259111938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/112932710259111938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/112932710259111938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/10/take-quiz-yourself.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-112758454661480906</id><published>2005-09-24T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T10:55:46.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>from elaine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 10 Real 'Merican Values on Gay Marriage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Being gay is not natural. Real Americans always reject unnatural things like eyeglasses, polyester, and air conditioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Gay marriage will encourage people to be gay, in the same way that hanging around tall people will make you tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Legalizing gay marriage will open the door to all kinds of crazy behavior. People may even wish to marry their pets because a dog has legal standing and can sign a marriage contract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Straight marriage has been around a long time and hasn't changed at all; women are still property, blacks still can't marry whites, and divorce is still illegal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Straight marriage will be less meaningful if gay marriage were allowed; the sanctity of Brittany Spears' 55-hour just-for-fun marriage would be destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Straight marriages are valid because they produce children. Gay couples, infertile couples, and old people shouldn't be allowed to marry because our orphanages aren't full yet, and the world needs more children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Obviously gay parents will raise gay children, since straight parents only raise straight children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Gay marriage is not supported by religion. In a theocracy like ours, the values of one religion are imposed on the entire country. That's why we have only one religion in America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Children can never succeed without a male and a female role model at home. That's why we as a society expressly forbid single parents to raise children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Gay marriage will change the foundation of society; we could never adapt to new social norms. Just like we haven't adapted to cars, the service-sector economy, or longer life spans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you smell the sarcasm? Please post this in your journal if you are for gay marriage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-112758454661480906?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/112758454661480906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=112758454661480906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/112758454661480906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/112758454661480906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/09/from-elaine.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-112543289270905656</id><published>2005-08-30T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T13:14:52.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>adventures with strange toilets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so i'm at home now and my parents have been remodelling the kitchen and my bathroom among other things... and so i come home this time to find that i actually have a working sink and toilet, and now, even a shower. more on that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me get back to this toilet.  It's a type of japanese 'hygenic toilet' similar to a bidet if you know what that is.  If you don't... well let's just say it's pretty close to a toilet that wipes your ass for you.  There's this big handhelf control with the following buttons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP&lt;br /&gt;REAR&lt;br /&gt;REAR 'soft'&lt;br /&gt;FRONT&lt;br /&gt;DRYER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;br /&gt;to elaborate, there are diagram like pictures describing the action... for rear and rear soft, there's a male figure with a spray pointed at his behind. for 'front' there's a female figure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo... when you sit down there's a click and a running water sound that freaked me out the first time i sat on it... after which i ran to my parents bathroom and used the 'normal' toilet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i finally did have the courage to try it... (yes...  but i like to think that i'll try almost anything at least once..)&lt;br /&gt;so i sit down and do my business... and then i look at the controls and press 'front' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparantly there's a little wand that extends and starts spraying you from underneath.  Let's just say it feels very weird. ... i mean there's a stream of water all of a sudden... isn't it a bad thing if a toilet sprays back? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo i ended up trying each setting for the heck of it... and let's just say that the regular rear setting just tickles.... i thought i was going to fall off the seat it was making me laugh so hard... the rear soft was ... just weird... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... finally the dryer... which feels like a fan blower... the only thing is, unless you sit there for a while, it doesn't really do a good job of drying you... but then if you use the toilet paper after hosing yourself off, you're apparantly 'more hygenic' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after making some rather snide comments to my mom about this toilet... she commented back that the wash feature would probably be nice at a certain time of the month... and well... i kind of had to agree with that... but i'll see about that in a few days... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so moral of the story... don't press the 'rear' button.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-112543289270905656?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/112543289270905656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=112543289270905656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/112543289270905656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/112543289270905656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/08/adventures-with-strange-toilets.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-112408836924067050</id><published>2005-08-14T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T23:46:14.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rawr-ness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting out of the shower post-hockey feels so good....stepping into the shower and feeling all the salt and grime wash off you and tasting the salt as it streams off your face... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that's feeling the clean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm... and tonight it feels better... cuz my teams in the league championships!!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we won against black tonight 6-3 in which i 'scored' on a shot that was deflected off of my left knee (ow) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and walter, the taker of said shot was gracious enough to try the same play again in the 2nd period using my right knee (ow) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrmph.. but you know? those things heal... (in my case, kind of.. .my knees just suck) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr. hmmm not much else interesting... except that i didn't blog last week about my trip up san gorgonio...a 15 mile hike of wonderful leg-hurting nature-y goodness... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and including a 6 mile hike down the mountain in a thunderstorm! oooh thunder lightning hail and giant raindrops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and me feeling like crap all week because of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i think i need to sleep.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beer after hockey makes me a sleepy person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-112408836924067050?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/112408836924067050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=112408836924067050' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/112408836924067050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/112408836924067050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/08/rawr-ness-getting-out-of-shower-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-112257363524129313</id><published>2005-07-28T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T11:00:35.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>merr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it's thursday. &lt;br /&gt;blar.&lt;br /&gt;i'm at work.&lt;br /&gt;blar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm... life has gone so fast this summer.  At this point i feel like i haven't been going to the gym enough, because for much of july i wasn't really going. i've gotten better about it, but i still feel like a slacker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my new dance shoes (finally) granted, i made a disturbing discovery about them at practice last night.  The way they are constructed, it's really stiff up in the front and so it causes my toes to chaffe because the toe-area has no give to it. let's just say after an hour of practice my feet were dying... *sigH* :(  it's disappointing really... because the size 7s that i got a month ago were clearly too large, as my heel didn't reach the back... i thought it was fine, but it appears i was wrong... booo...&lt;br /&gt;oh well... the worst it means is i get a new pair that doesn't look quite as cool and sell the other ones on ebay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boss wants me to go on this hike to st. gorgonio, a ~12k tall peak in socal. the first 2 miles are apparantly really sucky due to the steepness and continual switchbacks... i'm kind of reluctant to go because it will probably not make me feel very good... and i discovered we're hiking on a sunday which means missing a PLAYOFF game in my hockey league.  I'm already missing this weekend because i'm going home... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigH*&lt;br /&gt;think.think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-112257363524129313?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/112257363524129313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=112257363524129313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/112257363524129313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/112257363524129313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/07/merr.html' 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Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-112172557677844898</id><published>2005-07-18T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T15:26:16.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's that time of the year again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am once again a year older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-112172557677844898?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/112172557677844898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been pretty good about the gym thing this week... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course... i'm now tired and sore...&lt;br /&gt;and just got to work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that means its time for a nap.&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-112127096042579194?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/112127096042579194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=112127096042579194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/112127096042579194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/112127096042579194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/07/rawr.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-112076317225785827</id><published>2005-07-07T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T12:06:12.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another exciting day at work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have these groups called 'Sally Ride Science Chapters' for which we provide a series of afterschool activities that center around iss earthkam.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well... there are 37 new ones and i get to prepare the sets for each one...&lt;br /&gt;let's just say the printer at work is not going to be happy with me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be working its little tail off... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;granted... since this is the main thing i'm working on right now, it means I have a fair amount of time to sit at my desk and not really do much of anything since i'm waiting for the printer to do its thing... &lt;br /&gt;oh yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-112076317225785827?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/112076317225785827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=112076317225785827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/112076317225785827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/112076317225785827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/07/whooo-another-exciting-day-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-112054820900930259</id><published>2005-07-05T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T00:23:29.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>courtesy of elaine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please leave a one-word comment that you think best describes me. It can only be one word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then copy &amp; paste this in your journal so that I may leave a word about you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-112054820900930259?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/112054820900930259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=112054820900930259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/112054820900930259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/112054820900930259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/07/courtesy-of-elaine.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-112054818764354506</id><published>2005-07-05T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T00:23:07.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so cool 4th of july...&lt;br /&gt;had an impromptu bbq qhich was yummy... i love cooking ^_^ and i have this cool group of people that like to be around to eat said food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a random note i have this weird patch f skin on my hand... that's not...normal... i don't really know what it is and it's starting to bother me... oh dear... perhaps i should get it taken care of... bleh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again putting triamcynalone on it with a bandaid seems to keep it hydrated and happy... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh. going to the doctor is annoying... *cue me putting it off for awhile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on that note... i need to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-112054818764354506?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/112054818764354506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=112054818764354506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/112054818764354506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/112054818764354506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/07/so-cool-4th-of-july.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-112008345657880776</id><published>2005-06-29T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T15:17:36.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoo... &lt;br /&gt;down at the lab now... feeling kinda tired... been fighting off some sort of cold bug the last few days  - been feeling more tired than i usually am... and the whole three-job schedule is hard enough to deal with when i'm 100%... sooo yea.. took the morning off today so i could rest more and then i did feel better which is good cuz i needed to come down to the lab since i skipped out on monday afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now moved into my new place with katie and lily.. it's smaller overall but i like it... i wish the kitchen was bigger... sigh. i already miss my gas stove. on the plus side, i love having a real closet finally and having a much larger room than i've had in the past 3 years of living off campus... i can actually fit more than one person on the floor of my room! wow~&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah the standards we judge things by. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh. i can't wait til i beat this thing... feeling exhausted after only a few hours of minor activity is really annoying the heck out of me. and by minor activity, i mean i've been sitting at a desk, watching anime, changing test tubes for sample collection for some time now.. eh hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i need to keep myself occupied, and doing work the entire time i'm here just isn't a happy option. &lt;br /&gt;soooo... yea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-112008345657880776?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/112008345657880776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=112008345657880776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/112008345657880776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/112008345657880776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/06/whoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-111896880994685717</id><published>2005-06-16T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T17:40:09.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay for being a bum... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's given me a chance to relax a bit and get over the mild depression i was going through at the end of last week.  Sometimes I curse the face that I internalize so much because it makes it a real pain in the ass to reach out to people without feeling irritated at their inability to read minds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just that last weekend I was definitely questioning the point of everything and why it's worth going through so much shit for so little return. I don't think I really came to any resolution on this fact.  But I've at least gotten over it for the time being. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know really what started it off really... perhaps it was the feeling of being oddly dettached from everyone and isolated... perhaps it was the bitterness of seeing everyone graduate... perhaps it was just having a bad few days... perhaps i really was just fed up with life - if just for a little while.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking this week off from doing anything has probably been the best thing for me... i keep wondering if one of these days i'm just going to lose it and do something irreperable... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i just have to find ways to live through those little moments of despair... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigH* i need to dance...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-111896880994685717?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-111843199045934777</id><published>2005-06-10T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T16:37:04.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehe... interesting party yesterday at katie's place... with the theme 'collars and cuffs'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... ah the possibilities... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trevor, elaine, thomas and i all went kinda goth-y style and it was awesome... i have to say a majority of the fun came from the preparation and act of dressing up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we were going to dinner in pb we picked up 'accessories' for the evening afterwards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;granted.. this meant venturing first into 'dr love's' which is an adult store in pb... i didn't really want to go but trevor said he'd go in if we wanted to wait outside... and well we eventaully all went in anyway... the first thing out of trevor's mouth after we walk in is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 'do you guys carry spiked collars?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this, i start almost bursting out laughing and have to wander away for a sec... granted, i've never gone in an adult store before so it was... an experience. they had a small selection of collars and trevor goes and starts asking the store ppl if he can try some on... twas quite hilarious. so he picked out one with 1" spikes all the way around and we continued to wander around in the even that they had some slender wrist bands or other things that elaine wanted for her costume... we came across the handcuffs and i elected to pick up a pair of black ones for fun (they're the safety release ones after all) and well...yea, we wandered away from the store..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then came across a random costume/accessory store called the buff, which had lots of cool random stuff in it... there are some eyelashes that were really awesome... hehe... &lt;br /&gt;but they had a selection of collars and cuffs since it's a 'buy sell trade' type store so we were able to find stuff for elaine and thomas... and then i decided i wanted gloves... mesh gloves... because they're cool... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;granted by now it's like 8pm so we wandered back to the car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so purchases all in alll....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: black handcuffs and black mesh gloves&lt;br /&gt;trevor: spiked collar with 1" spikes (that made him a hugging hazard)&lt;br /&gt;elaine: a black studded collar&lt;br /&gt;thomas: didn't actually buy anything but i found a studded collar for him that i purchased... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, so trevor elaine and i apparantly already had conceptions of what we were going to wear, and then elaine had the idea of making thomas into a little goth boy... or something so that was fun... because he had his hair gelled all crazy i put some blue streaks in it, and we put eye makeup and poweder on him to make him look really cool... people didn't recognize him initially.. kind of like the classic double take... it was awesome.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe... i had fun too... tight black pants with ablack corset ( which people kept attacking all evening... :P) and then i put my hair in a high ponytail that i streaked with gold hair mascara... hehehe i should do things like that more often.. it's really fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;needless to say we definitely impressed many people there... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few hours later after lily stole the shirts off half the guys in attendance... well.. ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all not a bad evening... very entertaining/slightly disturbing as dance-teamer parties tend to go... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parties with dress-up opportunities come only rarely... and it's really fun to make a scene ^_^ i'll miss these people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-111835534597487731</id><published>2005-06-09T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T15:15:45.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>done now for 24 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things feel the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blarrrrrr... except that i slept til 11 today and would have stayed so except i had to get up and go meet w/ the new landlord to go over and sign the lease for the place i'm moving to... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea. moving. that'll suck. at least i can actually move most of my stuff myself with my crv... very nice... will still have to steal erik's or robin's truck one day to move like.. my table. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm... wow... i don't have anything to do, and i really don't mind... i had time to fix my optical drives in my pc... that was nice. um... after i turned in my final report i went to the mall and spent a bunch of money... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrm. i feel like curling up in bed with a book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-111835534597487731?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/111835534597487731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=111835534597487731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/111835534597487731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/111835534597487731'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-111796132233445635</id><published>2005-06-05T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T02:20:07.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay for crepe night ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a bunch of dancers over... like 10 people... for a massive crepe session... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea... &lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;3 baskets of strawberries&lt;br /&gt;6 bananas&lt;br /&gt;6 peaches&lt;br /&gt;4 mangos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 batches of batter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm...yummmy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fun... going to miss having everyone together like this since people are going home.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was still good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crepes... watching/laughing at the showcase dvd...random salsa rueda and dancing in my living room... random party tricks and watching the boys fail at knocking over a matchbook with their noses... and thomas having fun with matches...&lt;br /&gt;and then massages... from me whispering quite loudly to elaine 'i have massage oil'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and making people watch yakitate japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thomas trying to 'carry me off' to the car when he 'realized he forgot something'... when all i wanted was a hug... ah dancer boys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm... anyway...was a good night... a good break from studying... and well... will definitely do this again ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-111796132233445635?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/111796132233445635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>hah. so in creating that new feed, well i first tried to fiz the RSS... of course, in doing so, i managed to change the html of my blog such that it didn't show new posts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's fixed now. and all is well.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...&lt;br /&gt;the other day i played D&amp;D with dancer people... and went to bed at 4:30am and got up at 8... ouch&lt;br /&gt;and then i went to campus... where i took a nap&lt;br /&gt;and then i went and got therapy for my shoulder again... mm... nice. &lt;br /&gt;and then i took another nap&lt;br /&gt;and then i went and gave the most incomplete oral report ever that really sucked and my TA looked really disappointed in me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later i went climbing... remember the part about shoulder therapy? haha. &lt;br /&gt;soo i'm supposed to exercise it and just not do anything that puts alot of stress on it whilst it is reaching up or anything... &lt;br /&gt;so i just stayed off the overhang ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dropped ppl off at dance practice &lt;br /&gt;and then went home.. watched some anime and just slept for 11 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holy crap i feel better now. &lt;br /&gt;great!&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll take a nap. &lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-111721613018615778?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/111721613018615778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=111721613018615778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/111721613018615778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/111721613018615778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/05/hah.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-111695622460976099</id><published>2005-05-24T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T10:37:04.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NEW RSS FEED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuff said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-111695622460976099?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-111695364193335645</id><published>2005-05-24T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T09:54:01.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mooo... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dance season is now over... *sigH* it's been an interesting year... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am once again in art class...so that means it's time to find other things to do... hah. &lt;br /&gt;perhaps i'll actually figure out how to fix the RSS feed for my blog... such a pain to do. &lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr. &lt;br /&gt;on sunday in hockey I scored, we won, and i had the game winning goal ^_^ &lt;br /&gt;granted, i got elbowed in the head and nearly had a giant bruise visible on my cheek. Thankfully it's hidden by hair. it still hurts when i touch it though... blah... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the showcase. it was a lot of fun... crazy costume changes backstage for me though... really hadn't intended to do that but well... oh well.. dancing as a boy in couples was fun... as was faking that we knew the jive routine with thomas.. muahaha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our viennese waltz felt really good when we danced it... i can't wait to see the video... just hoping we didn't get too far forward on the open section... i think we were okay though... we shall see... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the west coast swing went well... we only got off time once and boris was only confused once...or twice.. haha... i kind of have figured out how to signal him just with how i maneuver my hand... ie.'hey, we're doing an underarm pass' haha... &lt;br /&gt;the only thing is, during the run through i tweaked my shoulder a bit from our ending trick... and well... after the show it started hurting more when i'd raise my arm using my shoulder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today it feels a bit worse. ie. can't lift my arm without experiencing pain... mruu....&lt;br /&gt;it's weird trying to lift things and like... drive left handed... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'll go make use of the athletic training room after class... they do say that any sports club athletes can use it. boo... don't feel like using an hour of my time to do that... :P&lt;br /&gt;but i suppose the whole pain thing will convince me... &lt;br /&gt;mruu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope the fact that dance is ending doesn't reduce the amount i see dancer people too much... i have this feeling it won't... but i think if it did it would make me sad... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-111695364193335645?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/111695364193335645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=111695364193335645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/111695364193335645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/111695364193335645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/05/mooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-111497160309269989</id><published>2005-05-01T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T11:20:03.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay for dancers... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously... there are definite times on the dancesport team in which i really wonder why i do it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there are just so many other redeeming factors that remind me why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. I have an awesome dance partner. Thomas - you rule. &lt;br /&gt;#2. There are people on the team who want to be there and are putting in the effort to do well. Unlike some people. (i won't go there... done that too many times already and it's the same rant every time) &lt;br /&gt;#3. The people from #2 are really fun to hang out with. Exhibit A: Last night = game night = lost of fun and silliness and ending up tangled up with two other ppl sitting on the couch somehow... don't really know how that happened - i just noticed at some point i couldn't move cuz thomas was sitting on me... but he couldn't really move cuz my leg was wrapped around him... and then i was sort of leaning on elain...um... 'nuff said about that... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really really happy that i've found this group of people... it makes me feel like i actually have friends that i can go hang out with all the time and do everything with... as opposed to the different friends for different things thing that has defined the last 4 years of my college career. Damn i'm glad i'm not graduating. It means i get a chance to actually enjoy a year of feeling like i really belong here as opposed to moving on and like getting a real job or something. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news... i think i am going to go work with Dr. Lahini down at SIO. although it is a third 'job' at the moment... it's something i want to do, and the more i think about it, the more excited i am to go do it. yay marine chemistry ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh~ and my bruise-free days are over... i'm starting hockey again next week.  sweetness... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-111497160309269989?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/111497160309269989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=111497160309269989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/111497160309269989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/111497160309269989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/05/yay-for-dancers.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-111402341597883741</id><published>2005-04-20T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T11:56:55.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pot fights heart disease?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A post for the friends of 4-20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Ars Technica:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be still my beating heart &lt;br /&gt;Heart attacks. Cardiovascular disease. Atherosclerosis. We hear these words everyday, even if, unlike me, you don't work in the field. That's because this growing epidemic is responsible for so many deaths each year in industrialised nations. A combination of our diet, habits like smoking, not exercising enough, gum disease, industrial pollutants and genetics are combining to cause the greatest cause of death for men and women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarcely a day goes by when another item is added to the list we mentally keeped taped to the fridge, entitled "More things that will kill me." Less frequently, items get added to the other list, "things that might keep me alive." Recently, it was announced that a compound in red wine, resveratrol, could be beneficial in warding off heart disease. Now we might be able to add its less socially-accepted colleague, cannabis (subscription required).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THC, one of the active ingredients in cannabis, acts on a family of receptors called CB receptors. There are two subclasses of CB receptor, CB1 and CB2. CB1 receptors are present in blood vessels, amongst other tissues, and they cause blood vessels to dilate. The role of CB2 receptors is less well understood, but they are expressed on circulating immune cells like macrophages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These cells are critically important in many inflammatory auto-immune diseases, and in atherosclerosis the disease is driven by the recruitment of circulating macrophages into the wall of the blood vessel, where they take up deposits of cholesterol and lipids. Steffens et al. have shown that adding THC reduces the development of atherosclerosis in mice, and that activation of the CB2 receptor by THC affects their activation and recruitment to the plaque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now at this point I ought to point out that smoking cannabis isn't necessarily going to be beneficial for you — the sedentary life style, the hypotension, and the fact that smoking anything is bad for the lungs and circulation. It is possible that we will see drugs targeting CB2 receptors being developed however, as oral or transdermal administration are both better routes of administration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-111402341597883741?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/111402341597883741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=111402341597883741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/111402341597883741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/111402341597883741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/04/pot-fights-heart-disease-post-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-111085840214846848</id><published>2005-03-14T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T19:46:42.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i wake up this morning... which for clarification was the third 15 hour day of studying this glorious weekend... :P... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and found that walter's complaining that i haven't blogged in a month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;"rant"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course... i open up his blog and well... oh someone hasn't blogged since september... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... point made or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't been blogging because quite frankly... i haven't had time to... those times of sitting around doing nothing thinking 'oh well i guess i'll add to my blog' well.. they haven't happened in a LONG time... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this quarter has sucked so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note.. the main reason i'm doing this is well... i've studied all day for the last three days and my brain is hitting the proverbial wall... &lt;br /&gt;my first of three finals is tomorrow at 8am (and coincidentally all my finals are at 8am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired of the classes i have this quarter... i really dislike them ( i attribute it to having no ochem... biochem and pchem can suck it) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh wait...i'm a biochem major... HA.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't had enough time to sit around and do nothing all day...&lt;br /&gt;haven't had time to sketch... nor the desire to since my days leave me so drained of any emotion that i have nothing to fuel the artistry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't had enough time to WoW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh right... i suppose i should also say something about not having enough time to meet up with people who i said i would hang out with 'some time' about three months ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha... sorry... in the life of " i have no time to myself "... i kinda pick myself over all y'all when that time does manifest itself... i need to keep my sanity after all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh... only a few more hours before i should sleep... there is a better chance for me on this exam if i do actually have a functional brain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;"/rant"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-111085840214846848?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/111085840214846848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=111085840214846848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/111085840214846848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/111085840214846848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/03/so-i-wake-up-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-110793700161549305</id><published>2005-02-09T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T00:16:41.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. it's getting longer and longer between posts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's interesting... as i fill my life to the brim with more than one person *should* handle ... i find less time to reflect and whine about life... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to say that there aren't still the ups and downs, the drama i could live without and whatnot... but i guess my lifestyle now allows me less time to dwell upon such things and thus i move on... alot faster than i used to... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's funny though... &lt;br /&gt;each day blurs into the next and suddenly i find i don't know what i've been doing.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it takes effort to remember everything... but could it be my brain's way of filtering out the minor details that i used to take note of and remember for a long time? saving up enough  mental energy to get me through each of these hectic days... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's a theory anyway... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a very good chance my blog frequency won't improve... &lt;br /&gt;at least not with things as they are... &lt;br /&gt;but occasionally, i'll dust it off and put up something new... and really take a moment to reflect on things.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people don't do it enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now tis sleep time.. my feet hurt, with the ache of being stepped upon... but it's nothing new... just something remembered and perhaps soon forgotten... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep cures all ills... &lt;br /&gt;except maybe narcolepsy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-110746387323132894</id><published>2005-02-03T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T12:51:13.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blah.... &lt;br /&gt;having midterms all in a row means you get double the finals week fun... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;this sucks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-110746387323132894?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/110746387323132894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=110746387323132894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/110746387323132894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/110746387323132894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/02/blah.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-110619978666692522</id><published>2005-01-19T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T21:43:06.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>having spent most of today in this hazy, sleep-deprived cloud of blahness... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to say that there's no way in hell i'm doing this for the next lab report... esp since it's due the same day as my pchem midterm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that would definitely be the death of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on that note, i'm going to collapse now...it's been long overdue all day... but tis inevitable... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::collapse::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-110619978666692522?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/110619978666692522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=110619978666692522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/110619978666692522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/110619978666692522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/01/having-spent-most-of-today-in-this-hazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-110590654955728685</id><published>2005-01-16T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T12:15:49.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So yesterday my graphics card in my pc decided to die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by die I mean I was playing WoW and suddenly the picture goes on the fritz and then the monitor starts telling me there's no signal... ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaaaa.  so needless to say i was not a happy camper.  I tried taking it out and cleaning it and plugging it back in, and the picture didn't come back.  Interestingly enough, when i tried to force it to turn off, it turned itself back on..... &lt;br /&gt;and then the picture was back.  It was at about this time that i noticed this wonderful burning smell.. and then the picture died.... and i turned it off... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea. graphics card dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i found myself going to best buy (note: opting out of eating lunch... something i don't recommend) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then went and found that the best model they had in stock was the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BFG GeForce 6800 OC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bjorn3d.com/Material/ReviewImages/BFG_6800OC/BFGtop3.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;granted, i didn't discover til later that this card is much longer than my old GeForce 4 Ti4200 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so an hour later of musical cords and installing a new dvd burner,&lt;br /&gt;my computer lives again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, now my optical drives don't work.... the IDE cable plugs in right underneath the end of the graphics card so i don't think it's in all the way... and the only way to check is to take the damn thing out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonderful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may just move the cable to the other RAID slot since i can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahaa... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the rest of the weekend has sucked do to pchem and a lab report... &lt;br /&gt;but it is a threeday weekend and it definitely has been nice to have time off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-110590654955728685?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/110590654955728685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=110590654955728685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/110590654955728685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/110590654955728685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/01/so-yesterday-my-graphics-card-in-my-pc.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-110563979910844811</id><published>2005-01-13T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T10:09:59.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eh... this is probably why i never really have used my laptop to take notes much before... due to the advent of wireless connections everywhere at UCSD... well... i guess it gives me something to do during this art history class... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, kinda funny how karen and i kinda take turns as to which day one of us falls asleep in class... so between the two of us, I'm sure we have all the notes... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, now we're in section for once since the syllabus claims that attendance has point associated with it... which could only really be for section... but i swear... if he doesn't pass out an attendance sheet i'm not coming anymore... :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, i can actually see the paintings on the projector this time... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our TA entertains me.... not to be sterotypical or anything, but he has the 'look' of an art grad student... hehe... kinda funny but interesting at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sleepy. &lt;br /&gt;and i'm level 31.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the soul-eating continues...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-110563979910844811?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/110563979910844811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=110563979910844811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/110563979910844811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/110563979910844811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/01/eh.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-110486342754028850</id><published>2005-01-04T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T10:30:27.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so no posting in a long while...&lt;br /&gt;hah.. wonder if that means i'm finally getting a life such that i don't have time to rant about said life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it was just that during the break... i had other things to do... to worry about... and didn't find myself stuck with time on my hands and nothing to do... like now... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quarter shall be interesting... I sincerely hope my art history class can be P/NP because there's no way i'm working hard in that class unless i absolutely have to.  It sucks to discover that your midterms and finals are all back to back... granted, the midterms, thankfully have a weekend between them kind of... so i have extra time for pchem.  so icky... but oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lab is going to be more time consuming but whatever... it's different than what i have been doing so it might prove to be interesting.   I think i still will miss that last ochem lab tho... despite my rantings, i really did enjoy that class... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The art class will seriously kill me... because it's at 8am... and in the one place that is comfy and warm - price center theater... and the best part is that they dim the lights to show slides.... yea... that's the one combo that puts me to sleep guaranteed... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that... ek is going to be insane for me for a while... and then there's still iLines... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and who can forget dance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm... dance... time consuming... but kind of addicting... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course... WoW has eaten my soul... *sigH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-110486342754028850?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/110486342754028850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=110486342754028850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/110486342754028850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/110486342754028850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2005/01/so-no-posting-in-long-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-110322621982987266</id><published>2004-12-16T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T11:43:39.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WoW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'eating my soul' wasn't detailed enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home from work at 4:30pm yesterday... I went to sleep at 4 am... &lt;br /&gt;was playing the entire time except for an hour dinner break... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.... pwn3d.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-110322621982987266?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/110322621982987266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=110322621982987266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/110322621982987266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/110322621982987266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2004/12/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3821126.post-110314377192687418</id><published>2004-12-15T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T12:49:43.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. been awhile since i've posted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh well, not like many people i know actually update regularly anymore... &lt;br /&gt;whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finals are over, yay. &lt;br /&gt;hanging around SD this week to get some work in before going home for 10 days.... joy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um.. i don't have a whole lot to say... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;world of warcraft is eating my soul... it's eating my soul!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3821126-110314377192687418?l=shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/feeds/110314377192687418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3821126&amp;postID=110314377192687418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/110314377192687418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3821126/posts/default/110314377192687418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shad0wspr1te.blogspot.com/2004/12/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark Angel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06808981754629123179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
