<?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-5995169</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:55:40.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Enigmatic has been Unmasked</title><subtitle type='html'>Will you understand the zeal of the arcane?
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Ask/tell by e-mailing mr_iskl@hotmail.com with "Blog" as the subject so I don't delete you by accident with my junk mail </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-107404203546846404</id><published>2004-01-13T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T17:02:26.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This will be my last entry in the god forsaken blog. I've been advised (and highly agree) that blogs suck, and am switching over to a livejournal (when I have the time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again I raped my english teacher in the ass again. She was being a real asshole by not rounding my 89.4 to a 90 so I went every morning to see my final in hopes to find an error, and that day is now. I found an error in the answer key, thus changing my final exam grade to an 83.5, which rounds up to an 84, thus changing my semester average to an 89.5, which rounds to a 90!!! AHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! TAKE THAT BITCH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995169-107404203546846404?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/107404203546846404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/107404203546846404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107404203546846404' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-107387519586806457</id><published>2004-01-11T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T18:40:16.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Support Local Music:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AnesthesiA&lt;br /&gt;Live at Cardi's&lt;br /&gt;Saturday January 17th&lt;br /&gt;9301 Bissonnet @59 South&lt;br /&gt;Doors at 7:30, $8 Cover&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995169-107387519586806457?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/107387519586806457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/107387519586806457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107387519586806457' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-107371309309276451</id><published>2004-01-09T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T21:38:33.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SCORPIO MEN: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martian Sign, Mr. Scorpio is naturally mystical and his need for godliness and parity are one face of his love. The other face is driven by Eros and sexuality which give him an outlet for his aggressive feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lustful, sexy animal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your local Scorpio Man, 832-434-5085&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995169-107371309309276451?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/107371309309276451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/107371309309276451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107371309309276451' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-107352256384075004</id><published>2004-01-07T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T16:43:03.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Insane? Absolutely. Trying out for Macbeth tomorrow, but failing to find a monologue I like. Ok so this is a worthless entry, but time is something that is not in abundance at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995169-107352256384075004?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/107352256384075004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/107352256384075004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107352256384075004' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-107188639672706324</id><published>2003-12-19T18:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-20T13:32:13.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good God, Finals are over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A's on everything except for Algebra II (don't know yet) and English (89.4 for the semester!). My english teacher is going to die if she does not round that up. How in the world does a teacher not round that up! Anyways hell week is over, now I can practice marimba/talent show/ and plus I'll get to see the band of a good friend of mine. Check out Anesthesia this Sunday at Cardi's. Tickets are $8 at the door and the show starts at 6:00. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Alex was able to come over for talent show rehearsal and we ate way too much Cap'N Crunch, and me marshmallows. Good God if I have any more sugar my pancreas will just explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some reason I'm in the mood for taking quizzes, and it's scary how accurate they are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995169-107188639672706324?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/107188639672706324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/107188639672706324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107188639672706324' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-107188643214395300</id><published>2003-12-19T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T18:14:07.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/T1000/1070990707_DNiceSamuraiYu.JPG" border="0" alt="kjkh"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Heroic Courage: You are a very brave person who&lt;br&gt;puts others before yourself, believes in&lt;br&gt;helping those in need. People would consider&lt;br&gt;you noble and caring, and someone to always&lt;br&gt;count on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/T1000/quizzes/Which%20Characteristic%20From%20the%20Samurai%20Code%20Matches%20You%20Best%3F%20(You%20may%20find%20out%20your%20best%20trait)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Characteristic From the Samurai Code Matches You Best? (You may find out your best trait)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Weikei, I now know what your last name means.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995169-107188643214395300?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/107188643214395300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/107188643214395300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107188643214395300' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-107188536899001526</id><published>2003-12-19T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T17:56:24.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/DarthMaligna/1043450140_ngsQuizsam.jpg" border="0" alt="sam"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Congratulations! You're Sam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/DarthMaligna/quizzes/Which%20Lord%20of%20the%20Rings%20character%20and%20personality%20problem%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Lord of the Rings character and personality problem are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly Accurate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995169-107188536899001526?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/107188536899001526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/107188536899001526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107188536899001526' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-107135762048229854</id><published>2003-12-13T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T07:57:17.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>......Where do I begin.....&lt;br /&gt;For the last month or so I've had only one priority, making region band so I could be in top band and have the same english teacher. I practiced for 3-4 hours a day, sometimes more. Today was the big day. I ended up being letter C. On the snare piece, I played alright, I don't remember making any horrible mistakes...except for forgetting to turn my snares back on completely (2 of them won't turn off completely). Mallet part, I felt I did great with the Ab scale, alright with the C scale, and not too bad with the chromatic. On the sonata, I don't think many more people could've done much better than me. Finally the timpani piece, tuned all drums on time, even the change in the middle, easily one of my best performances and better than most of the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I didn't make region, not even close. 18 out of 24. What happened.... I don't know, now I'm stuck in concert band (and even if I somehow got in top band I would've felt I didn't deserve it as would probably all of the percussionists), I can look forward to making nothing but B's in English, and maybe even losing most, if not all, respect from an organization I cherish. On Monday though, I'll continue the same routine, arrive early and practice the marimba.&lt;br /&gt;What else is there to do?&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/5995169-107135762048229854?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/107135762048229854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/107135762048229854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107135762048229854' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-107068500673466451</id><published>2003-12-05T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T20:30:17.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow this week has been really stupid. In algebra II, I can honestly say I barely understand the material and bombed the quiz. Oh well. Region is now almost a week away, and I'm more tightened up than ever. There are so many things that can be determined on my sophomore life on whether I make region or not, which explains spending 3-4 hours on it everyday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was in a situation that I could have done without. It was the concert band rehearsal for the christmas concert. I knew Mr. Warren picked out some pretty easy music so I expected our fish percussionists to get it. BIG mistake. I felt sorry for them, cause none of them except for David Holcomb (Stretch) knew their music, or even how to read it. Mr. Warren gave them all 50's for the rehearsal, which may have been called (uncalled?) for. Some I believed shouldn't have gotten that, like Arya ( what the hell is the non self-motivated supposed to do?). I just wish that they can have the music learned or played decently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Mr. Warren continuing to say how I play perfectly and continuing to degrade the latter is a situation I don't like. It gets to a point where you feel disconnected with the others and think that they all want to kill you for being good. All of concert band's high-fiving (hugging) made me more of an ass. When people feel like shit like the percussionists yesterday, the last thing you want to hear is how a friend (peer) does so much better than you and how he's a hero. I really need to get out of concert band, or maybe I should help teach (motivate?) the fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make things worse I'm now purposely avoiding everyone in the bandhall, even those who I need to talk to the most. While trying to throw a ball in the trash can, it bounces off something hanging from the band hall ceiling (unexpected) and hit's Beth's legs. Bringing a girl, especially an injured one, to tears is absolutley horrendous. I felt so disgusted with myself that I didn't even speak to her again today. When region is over with, life will be much easier living.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995169-107068500673466451?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/107068500673466451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/107068500673466451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107068500673466451' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-107032511963598162</id><published>2003-12-01T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T16:32:09.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I jumped in the river and what did I see?&lt;br /&gt;Black-eyed angels swam with me&lt;br /&gt;A moon full of stars and astral cars&lt;br /&gt;All the things I used to see&lt;br /&gt;All my lovers were there with me&lt;br /&gt;All my past and futures&lt;br /&gt;And we all went to heaven in a little row boat&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Pyramid Song by Radiohead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song connects the most with how my life is right now, sorry this is pretty impersonal but I don't have any initiative to do a blog now. In the mean time, listen (read?) to this song and maybe you'll get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995169-107032511963598162?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/107032511963598162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/107032511963598162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107032511963598162' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-106947839049247213</id><published>2003-11-21T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T21:19:57.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What the hell is going on with me... First no sleep, then screwing up a key chemistry test, and still staying after school, but without the focus I had before for region due to "distractions"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst has come... I'm returning back to my way's of last year, and I'm not liking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see me in the band hall and I'm NOT practicing region, please beat the living shit out of me until I begin to practice. I've been entranced by a maiden and an adultress, both of which will annihilate my puny chance of making region band. This is quickly looking like a previous incident. Time to leave my wretched ways behind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been driven to insanity. My mind is currently facing a war on how I shall continue to live my life. Oh please God help me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995169-106947839049247213?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106947839049247213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106947839049247213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106947839049247213' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-106912637066416538</id><published>2003-11-17T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T19:32:56.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>UTTERLY PISSED OFF!!! MR.WARREN TOOK UP THE NINTENDO 64!! THAT BASTARD!!!&lt;br /&gt;time to bring out that special number I've been saving *evil laughter*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995169-106912637066416538?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106912637066416538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106912637066416538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106912637066416538' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-106887173739190580</id><published>2003-11-14T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-16T15:56:22.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am definitely a band nerd/geek/freak/weirdo/junkie/addict/ -aholic/etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Region is less than a month away and I can't help but worry more and more. One, I've only been really serious with percussion starting in August, and all the other region guys would most likely have experience since the 6th grade. Two, I'm the only percussionist whose going so now I get a hard time from drumline every so often cause "I make them look bad". Finally I've only been really heavy into the region music starting Wednesday. It may have been a mistake to sign up in the first place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practiced today for 3+ hours on the marimba. Sad, I have no life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995169-106887173739190580?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106887173739190580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106887173739190580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106887173739190580' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-106859581182288391</id><published>2003-11-11T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T17:40:39.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Apparently http://www.bonsaikitten.com/bkgallery.html is a hoax site. Wow I'm a RETARD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, we are talking about the same guy who thought he was playing the songs "The EYES of Boston" (supposed to be ICE) and "New York KIDS" (supposed to be CARES)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995169-106859581182288391?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106859581182288391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106859581182288391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106859581182288391' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-106859430449646488</id><published>2003-11-11T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T16:11:06.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These past couple of days have been weird. I think God is trying to scare me with cats. First I open up a letter from Shoinagh, that was a mistake in itself. It was a petition to stop the practices of http://www.bonsaikitten.com/bkgallery.html. Basically it's the fashion now in many places across the world to have bonsai kittens, basically a cat put in a jar a little after birth and it's fed through tubes. The SPCA is probably all over them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then while babysitting my neighbors I saw one of their cats with one of it's legs newly amputated. Then there was a hole in it's side where they pulled excess body tissue that had almost no layers of skin. Not cool at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... that's about it &lt;br /&gt;NIC'S GOING OUT WITH AMANDA! SCORE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995169-106859430449646488?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106859430449646488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106859430449646488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106859430449646488' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-106852695116157054</id><published>2003-11-10T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T21:02:36.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, Blogger can just kiss my ass. It aggravates me to a point of paranoia how I can lose my favorite posts here. Hopefully it doesn't happen again. One more and that will be the end of my recorded life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995169-106852695116157054?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106852695116157054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106852695116157054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106852695116157054' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-106842061682954532</id><published>2003-11-09T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T15:30:21.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Never heard of Franz Liszt until now, but reading the description suits me well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Quiz stolen off of David's Xanga)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995169-106842061682954532?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106842061682954532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106842061682954532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106842061682954532' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-106842050981573321</id><published>2003-11-09T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T15:28:34.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/milkita/1062919151_zlisztquiz.jpg" border="0" alt="Franz Liszt"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Franz Liszt (1811 - 1886)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hungarian born&lt;br&gt;composer, Liszt was an incomparable pianist. He&lt;br&gt;performed the piano at numerous concerts, and&lt;br&gt;was famous for making the women wild, which&lt;br&gt;coined the word "Lisztomania." Liszt&lt;br&gt;composed some of the most difficult piano&lt;br&gt;music, and invented the symphonic poem for&lt;br&gt;orchestral work that didn't conform to&lt;br&gt;traditional strict symphonic format. Liszt&lt;br&gt;lived until the age of 74, and died of&lt;br&gt;pneumonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/milkita/quizzes/Which%20Classical%20Music%20Composer%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Classical Music Composer Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995169-106842050981573321?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106842050981573321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106842050981573321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106842050981573321' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-106839504194477930</id><published>2003-11-09T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T08:24:06.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something of interest. I finally decided to do a word count on the final copy of my critical analysis of "The Tell Tale Heart" and it came out to be 666. Coincidence?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995169-106839504194477930?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106839504194477930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106839504194477930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106839504194477930' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-106839345733949038</id><published>2003-11-09T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T07:57:41.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAMN IT!!!! WHERE DID THE FIRST ENTRY GO!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995169-106839345733949038?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106839345733949038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106839345733949038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106839345733949038' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-106839306469114557</id><published>2003-11-09T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T07:53:36.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHHHHHH!!!! Once again I'm furious with my blog. Some how this entry got deleted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friends of mine that helped me in acting out for Halloween were Alex Cross and Nick Larberg. Words can not even begin to express my gratefullness to their once and future dedication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995169-106839306469114557?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106839306469114557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106839306469114557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106839306469114557' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-106722185910449890</id><published>2003-11-08T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T20:55:14.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I now can rest in peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995169-106722185910449890?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106722185910449890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106722185910449890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106722185910449890' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-106826685685201297</id><published>2003-11-07T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T20:47:40.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The six weeks is finally over. It seems everything is back to the way they're supposed to be. I might be wrong. Tomorrow we play Stratford and if we win we go to play-offs (yay!/boo!). Personally I just want it to end now, no more having to put up with contradictory drum majors that can't conduct together. Today some people in my math class learned for the first time i was in band, then asked why our band sucks soo much and doesn't play cool songs like "we ready". How is one supposed to respond to that? Our school is too white? It's getting on my nerves hearing this more and more. Maybe I should just do a survey and see what other people want to hear and write it out over the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't tell, I'm losing my train of thought. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995169-106826685685201297?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106826685685201297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106826685685201297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106826685685201297' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-106790739423181296</id><published>2003-11-03T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T16:56:36.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am a very evil man...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995169-106790739423181296?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106790739423181296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106790739423181296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106790739423181296' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-106778955533519655</id><published>2003-11-02T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T08:12:37.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everything seems to be falling apart, but I'm not a part of the situation so I'll never be able to help. I can only pray for the welfare of those involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are your wonders known in the place of darkness, or your righteous deeds in the land of oblivion... Why, O Lord do you reject me and hide your face from me? From my youth I have  been afflicted and close to death; I have suffered your terrors and am in despair: Your wrath has swept over me; your terrors have destroyed me. All day long they surround me like a flood; they have completely engulfed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have taken my companions and loved ones from me; the darkness is my closest friend."&lt;br /&gt;~Psalm 88&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995169-106778955533519655?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106778955533519655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106778955533519655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106778955533519655' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-106778912652769502</id><published>2003-11-02T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T08:05:29.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Halloween was no where near as expected, and it's due to being overly hopeful and blind to the flaws. About the future of the giant backpack tubulum, it shall be dissembled today. I've had fun with it, starting in the middle of the summer and finishing early October. My education and appreciation for this unique style of instrumentation has increased dramatically, but I have to face the music and acknowledge it's too big for it's own good. Needless to say it's been a blast working with it. For future projects I intend to build a drumbone, PVC marimbas, paint drums, and more workable backpack tubulums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always the talent show to look forward to. In a way it's been good we didn't perform on Halloween because we were incredibly unprepared. I must also express my deepest gratitudes to Cameron who put up with the instrument and everything that surrounds it. I am forever in his debt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've heard you guys were going to do a skit after school. A saxophone player percussionist, a trumpet player, and a gay guy? I'm definitely not feeling it. Blue Man Group is bad ass, but there's no way you guys are going to come close..."&lt;br /&gt;~Zach Herbst&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995169-106778912652769502?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106778912652769502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106778912652769502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106778912652769502' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-10674923085290802</id><published>2003-10-29T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T21:38:25.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once again nothing of meaning, because a pile of homework is calling to me. Halloween needs to get here quicker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995169-10674923085290802?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/10674923085290802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/10674923085290802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#10674923085290802' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-106740523705537086</id><published>2003-10-28T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T21:27:18.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Unfortunately I lack the energy and the will to write anything of meaning, other than&lt;br /&gt;BAND GOT STRAIGHT 1'S!!! That was pretty amazing hearing that from Mr.Dolnick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995169-106740523705537086?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106740523705537086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106740523705537086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106740523705537086' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-106730449064325430</id><published>2003-10-27T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T17:28:11.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Q. How many band people does it take to state a point after the directors?&lt;br /&gt;A. 3, One to state it in 5 minutes, a second to reemphasize it in two, and a third to make everybody wish they were dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smart thing would be to be less redundant, but we don't like to do the smart thing do we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995169-106730449064325430?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106730449064325430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106730449064325430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106730449064325430' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-106730425868272930</id><published>2003-10-27T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T17:24:19.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last day of full rehearsal!! God bless. Without a doubt this year's marching season has gone by much quicker, and easily more eventful. First starting off with brand new theories of efficiency, to questioning how much longer a band could last by the juvenile fascism of drum majors, to standing up to those halfwits. Tomorrow shall be the day to see how far our band has come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm relieved that a dear friend of mine has lessened his association with the licentious wench. I can only pray it continues for I know avoidance can only do him good, it has for me. If only he continues association with the divine maiden will I rest in peace.&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/5995169-106730425868272930?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106730425868272930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106730425868272930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106730425868272930' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5995169.post-106722276127743332</id><published>2003-10-26T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-26T19:11:33.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I hated going to weddings. All the grandmas would poke me saying "You're next". &lt;br /&gt;They stopped that when I started doing it to them at funerals."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5995169-106722276127743332?l=scorpio9574.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106722276127743332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5995169/posts/default/106722276127743332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scorpio9574.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106722276127743332' title=''/><author><name>Steven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10407720690649354666</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></entry></feed>
