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  <title>there's a line drawn in the sand</title>
  <subtitle>im working up the will to cross it</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>matt</name>
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  <updated>2007-01-01T12:02:10Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mistermiyagi85:61021</id>
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    <title>nothing changes on new years day.</title>
    <published>2007-01-01T11:48:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-01T12:02:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"i wonder what will happen"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this phrase kept running through my mind on new years eve...the last day of 1999. i was at my house with most of my family members sitting on the livingroom floor. i was watching the tiny mirrors spin on "the ball" as it descended slowly to meet times square just like the years before. someone made a remark about dick clark and his infamous ability to elude age. i felt the comfort that i usually do being near my loved ones, but deep inside i felt uncertainty too. for a couple years now i had half feared and half anticipated the results of a worldwide rumor. Y2K would wreak havoc on the entire world when the clock struck twelve and the world would be changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5,4,3,2,1...i waited...and nothing happened. it was almost a dissapointment. even though i had alot of fun that night i went to bed with thinking "all this time wondering...for that? how boring"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not long into that year i thought to myself "2003..that's the year i graduate, it seems so far away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5,4,3,2,1...i cant even remember what i was doing when 2003 came. probably with my family again, thinking about the next few months and how id get through my senior year. i found myself saying "wow that came quick" and then back to "i wonder what will happen".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when 2006 came i think it was the first year i really did nothing with my family for new years. i celebrated with one new friend and alot of her friends, in a place i was completely out of place in, some club in detroit. but i didnt mind it because i was excited about my future. this fairly new friend was sitting close by me and through all of the noise and music we watched dick clark. the age finally caught him that year, his speech was alot slower from the stroke he recently had. eventually people forgot about the tv again and danced more. but me not being much of a dancer nor a drinker, i decided to sit a few songs out. mash came on tv and i grinned and thought "i wonder what this year will be like"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first few hours of 2007 have already gone by now. im spending this year at work reading my past lj entries. im not with my family, and the friend i had last year is nothing but past to me now. i find the results of things once exciting can sometimes still end up boring, but still im thinking "2007? where did the other years go?". this is the first year ive really looked back more than forward, and its scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just a part of life, we race to the collect the next memory until we have a mess of past that we often forget and sometimes dont even enjoy as much as we really shouldve. hopefully ill learn this year to appreciate the memories as much as i appreciate the thrill of the future. not every moment will be worth the hype sure, but its time, and our time is limited, so enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i wonder what will happen"</content>
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    <title>lord i was born a ramblin man</title>
    <published>2006-08-31T06:11:13Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-31T06:11:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>say anything</lj:music>
    <content type="html">today my phone's hinge broke off, so the flip piece is just hanging off of the wire, but it still somehow is getting signal and holding on for dear life so i just taped it back on, and it still flips sorta too so...rock on with that. i plan on getting a new phone this weekend hopefully but until then im using this piece of crap until it finally decides to give up the ghost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im starting to feel alittle better, still coughing but not as much, and my asthma isnt quite so bad as it was, so hopefully ill be a somewhat normally functioning person again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this has nothing to do with anything, but i went to kmart yesterday and realized that i miss going schoolshopping. i dont miss the school part at all, but the thing i do miss is finding those packs of NFL pencils with different teams' logos on them. just the fact that my priorities back then were "which football teams are the best to represent on my pencil?" makes me miss being a kid. seriously those were things kickass, i need to find some. does anyone else miss those things???</content>
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    <title>viva la shitty phone</title>
    <published>2006-08-27T04:59:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-27T04:59:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"hip hop hooray" naughty by nature</lj:music>
    <content type="html">soooo....i guess my phone isnt dead yet. or maybe it died and came then back to life a couple times. yesterday morning i was trying to revive it, well after i ran out of ideas again i got pissed and slammed it against the steering wheel in my car and threw it into my passenger seat. about a half hour later i happen to look over and notice its working fine again. then again when i dropped it off my dresser it went back to saying "no service", well i figured abusing once worked...so i spiked it like a football on the floor and sure enough it was working again. so i guess i just need to beat the crap out of it in order for it to work. weird. its like a cochroach, it cant be killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we might have a party tonight at the apartment. maybe another tin foil party, or maybe some other theme this time. i havent really decided its going down yet, but it probably will. so if you have no particular plans for tonight get ahold of me and we'll party at fenton estates.</content>
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    <title>the end of an era</title>
    <published>2006-08-25T08:02:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-25T08:02:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>misery signals</lj:music>
    <content type="html">after about 5 years of getting the crap beat out of it on a daily basis...i believe the old nextel i90 has finally called it quits. too bad it didnt stay around for like one more week, because now i dont have a working phone at all. so if anyone needs to get ahold of me, i guess the internet is about your only choice for now, either that or a visit to fenton estates to talk to me in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bonfire at tim eddy's last night was handled in the same fashion as always, epic and intense in every sense of the word. only this time it may have even more of a war zone than nomral. you mightve been able to see from the moon. we stacked 16 pallets on top of eachother and doused it with gas. we almost instantly had a 20 ft flame and the grass caught on fire and it literally had emily running for her life. of course the rest of us retarded guys were hardly phased by it and instead of fearing for our lives we yelled "SWEET!!!". then we listened to iron maiden and made bombs with 2 liter pop bottles and gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idiots.</content>
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    <title>for sue</title>
    <published>2006-08-17T23:28:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-17T23:28:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im hanging out with her tomorrow at THE TFOI AND BDB show in lansing and its going to be awesome...there ya go.</content>
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    <title>this is how we roll...</title>
    <published>2006-08-16T08:19:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-16T08:19:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none really</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so alot of cool things have happened in the last couple of days. yesterday tim eddy came by the apartment and we wrote a song together for the first time in who knows when, it was really fun to jam with him again. then after a while joe olsen and mike b came over too and we made a tbell run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we were sitting at tbell some techno club type of song came on and i started dancing at my seat while eating my burrito just because it seemed like fun. then some random girl caught me dancing so she started dancing too when she walked in, and all i did was shamelessy held my burrito in the air and said "yeah, you know where the party is!" haha. afterward she decided to sit at the same table as us and we talked for a while which was akward, she was kinda strange acting and way too nice for a stranger. then after she left us alone and went back to her friends another song came on the radio, fastball's "the way" i think it was, and suddenly both our table and their table just started singing along for some reason. it was an interesting tbell experience for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then me and mike kicked some ass in twisted metal black. minion is a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around 1am or so i think, emily came over too and we all went swimming in the pool across the street again. sure it TECHNICALLY closes at 7pm but its open all night if you dont get caught right? after that we dryed off at a playground with a mammoth twirlyslide behind some fenton elementary school. oh and it had a cemetary RIGHT next to it, so we went thru a cemetary too. it was a good night full of spontanious stupid fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend im seeing josh's band and gauge aka BDB play in lansing, then going up north to higgin's lake with my family. cant wait.</content>
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    <title>at the end of the road you'll find what youve been longing for</title>
    <published>2006-08-10T20:33:25Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-10T20:33:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"fake plastic trees"-radiohead</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i think im getting a cold or something, i cant stop coughing and its driving me crazy. you know when you cough so much that it feels like mike tyson is taking jabs at your ribcage and you cant do anything to block it?...yeah thats where i am right now. and it sucks. alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pulse opens tomorrow, its about time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are two things i want in my life more than anything right now, and ive been having no luck in finding either. this is really frustrating because i feel like my heart is in the right place about both and im sure id appreciate it if i were blessed with either, but then i see plenty of people who are taking advantage of what i pray for everyday and its clear to me that those people arent even grateful for the things theyre given. i just wonder to myself sometimes why God grants one person something they obviously dont even care much about, when someone else has been hoping for it for so long without any signs of hope. I dont know the future and im sure theres a reason for the waiting, but it just seems like God could spend his time better by sending his blessings to someone that would see value in it instead of the liars and the cheaters and the spoiled. its a concept ive struggled with for years, and honestly it feels like the light up ahead just keeps getting dimmer everyday.</content>
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    <title>the end of all things will be televised</title>
    <published>2006-08-04T05:47:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-04T05:47:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>norma jean</lj:music>
    <content type="html">on the way to work today i stopped at a gas station to something to drink and stuff and the old lady at the cash register said when i handed it to her "oohhh...thats a pretty card". does anyone else find that kind of odd? oh well, a compliment is a compliment right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the storm the other night was AMAZING. i was on my way to work and called up travis and said "dude, you might wanna look outside, i think armegeddon is approaching fenton." seriously though, the sky was lit up constistantly pretty much all the way to work, and i had just gotten done watching war of the worlds (the new one) the night before. seeing that many lightning bolts after that movie just messes with your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tonight will most likely be awesome. its the first of 3 days off for me, not one but two movies are coming out that ive looked forward to for a while now talledega nights and the descent. plus i get paid today. i like my odds.</content>
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    <title>mmmeeeeeehhh......</title>
    <published>2006-07-28T09:11:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-28T09:11:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the new misery signals stuff, its tops</lj:music>
    <content type="html">im at work and the janitor fags made me move out of the waiting room, so now im someplace different and it feels weird and there's no tv, but i DO get internet on this computer...so ill let it slide. now if i can just get the time to go faster. since i have alittle time to kill and a computer with internet, i suppose ill ramble for a sec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more adventures at the fenton estates took place the other night. mike and tim eddy stopped by and we watched more retarded old horror movies that are a waste of our lives, but thats how we roll. lets just say you should never rent the movie frogs if you see it, first of all, there wasnt even a single frog in it, the jackasses used toads. second, most of the kills were done by other creatures like tarantulas and snakes and stuff. seriously a pitiful movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the real adventure was in between movies. you see, fenton estates is a great place, but there is no pool. lucky for us...there IS a pool at the apartment complex across the street. sooooo...we ignored the signs that said "no swimming after 7pm" and swam at mmmmm...1:30am maybe? bahahaha. im sure people saw us because every apartment is pointed right toward the pool, but nobody told us to get out so no harm no foul. the craziest thing is that i had put my ring (gift from my dad, VERY important) in my slippers in order to keep it from sliding off into the pool. well during our swimming we had to hide behind bushes for a sec because a truck showed up. well mike grabbed my slippers for me and the ring fell out into the pool. i said "no way im leaving that behind, i dont care who sees me in there." so i go back and luckily its on one of the stairs of the pool. we're planning on making our rounds to other apartment pools around fenton, so if anyone else has the balls feel free to join us some night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and mike is the master of manualing on bacilia (our wheelchair), he balanced it for an entire movie and he only suffered two ass whoopings to the back of his head via the sofa the whole time. if you ask me, risking severe head trauma in order to prove your balancing skills is somehow not worth it, but i must say it was impressive.</content>
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    <title>dont get me wrong, cutass jr is sweet, but...</title>
    <published>2006-07-26T06:05:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-26T06:05:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>norma jean</lj:music>
    <content type="html">today i visited my parents for alittle bit and my brother decided to come over for alittle bit, he said he had something he wanted me to see. so im thinking maybe something funny on the computer or something simple like that. nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that punk shows up in the driveway with a new white '03 convertable mustang. he sold his harley and picked up a sports car. so now this is what my family's car status is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pops-'61 studebaker, 70something corvette, '04 chevy truck&lt;br /&gt;mom-'05 cadilac cts&lt;br /&gt;bro-'04 chevy truck, '03 mustang&lt;br /&gt;me-'94 oldsmobile cutlass...thats it...just...a cutlass...with rust on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel awesome.</content>
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    <title>tin foil party</title>
    <published>2006-07-23T21:04:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-23T21:04:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>whoomp there it is</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so the other day we had a party at the apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/tfp6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decorated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/tfp11.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we even had a dj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/tfp12.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we danced alittle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/tfp4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we smiled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/tfp13.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;craig tried to seduce me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/tfp9.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it worked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/tfp5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we boogied in a circle for a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/tfp3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we boogied some more, not so much in a circle though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/tfp1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tim tried to eat my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/tfp10.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i drank lots of orangette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/tfp7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walter made his own mug out of foil so he could join me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/tpf2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we continued to shake our bottoms until we couldnt anymore.&lt;br /&gt;it was a fun night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end</content>
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    <title>lj</title>
    <published>2006-07-21T02:33:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-21T02:33:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so uuummmmm...should i do this anymore? let me know if you still read this and/or give a crap about it. im starting to debate whether its worth my time anymore.</content>
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    <title>finally...pictures from cstone '06</title>
    <published>2006-07-18T04:03:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-18T04:18:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>boom..chicka...boom...note...chord....another note.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/crowd.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;partyin' on da hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/fu.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cstone: about the only place in the world where looking like this is acceptable. yes, that is a fu. yes, those are steps in my sideburns. yes, that is a git er done bandana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/maylene1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maylene and the sons of disaster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/acb5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cody from as cities burn. by the way, just found out, THEY'RE STAYING TOGETHER NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/acb6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tj from ACB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/uo3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spencer chamberlain of underoath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/scogin3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh scogin from the chariot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/nj3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;norma jean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/aild2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nick hipa of as i lay dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/uo2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&amp;lt;img 
tim mctague of underoath
yeah theres a bunch more but it takes too much effort and these are the majority of the good ones anyway.&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>this may hurt you....its killing me.</title>
    <published>2006-07-15T08:50:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-15T09:15:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>bloc party</lj:music>
    <content type="html">work, sleep, work, sleep, work, sleep. this lifestyle cant be a healthy one. not to mention other stuff going on in my life right now. sometimes i get so tired, and im not talking sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i was still on the road. is it just me or does returning home from a good trip sometimes leave you feeling like youre returning to alot of curses you wish you could shake? i love home, but it reminds me way too much of things i wish i could forget sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a couple of nights back was about the only fun experience ive had since being back. making trouble in davison with some good friends is almost always a good way to forget your troubles, even if its just for a few hours, it helps. im expecting/hoping the when im not working i can once again do something that gets me doing dead sprints away from patrol people. the adrenaline you get from running from authority is great. "i wish it wasnt deisel!" haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the clouds they brought a darkness and a hard rain's gonna fall,&lt;br /&gt;And all my laughter ends in emptiness and a hard rain's gonna fall.&lt;br /&gt;My every medicine causes more illness and a hard rain's gonna fall,&lt;br /&gt;And until I let you go I didn't know, you were never mine...&lt;br /&gt;You were never mine at all.</content>
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    <title>my exit unobserved, and my homesickness absurd</title>
    <published>2006-07-10T05:05:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-10T05:09:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>august burns red</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so if you dont know yet, and if you really care...im back from cornerstone. it was a great few days and i even though it was exhausting i really wish i didnt have to leave. ill post pictures later once i get batteries for my camera, but right now ill just tell you about my adventure on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was on my way back, still in illinois and had a heap of stuff in my car from all the camping and such during cstone. well i changed a cd, rearranged some stuff around real quick and looked back up. in a matter of about 2 seconds max i had caught the attention of a sheriff, who had his lights on. i hardly had enough time to say "great, just great" and bring my car to a complete stop before the cop had already gotten out of the car, PISTOL IN HAND...and was screaming at me to put my hands on the steering wheel. he then opened my car door, yanked me out of my car by my shirt, told me to put my hands on my hood, and then frisked me. he asked me 3 times where my "stuff" was; to which i, as calmly as i could, said "there is nothing but clothes in there sir". he asked me if i had a weapon to which i denied too. he searched under my seats, in my laundry, sleeping bag, glove compartment, whole deal. that took about 20 minutes, until finally he let me talk. so after all this getting yelled at and everything, he gives me a ticket for 83 in a 70 which i swear i never did, it was just something for him to justify searching my car without a warrent. seriously, one of the most surreal, nightmare come true experiences ive ever had. thanks alot psycho cop bastard.</content>
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    <title>prelude to one helluva time</title>
    <published>2006-07-03T22:30:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-03T22:30:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"the new black" everytime i die</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so im leaving tonight to go to cornerstone 06!!! for those of you who dont know, thats a festival every christian band who's anybody plays at. think of it as a woodstock for christians, but even cooler. ill be there for like, 3 days? not really sure, this whole trip is pretty much going to be spontanious and whatever happens happens. after cstone i might go to either nashville or some new state ive never been to. ive got 6 days off of work to do whatever the hell i want, and that means its pretty much the first real vacation ive had in at least a good 2 maybe 3 years. so im making it count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while im at cornerstone i will be staying with tim eddy and josh koch and his band. and we're all going to have fu manchu's for the whole trip, so im pretty certain that youre going to be seeing alot of pictures of fu manchu sporting studs including myself doing stupid crazy things, well cause thats just the way we roll. so...youve been warned.</content>
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    <title>mistermiyagi85 @ 2006-06-26T19:26:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-27T00:33:45Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-27T00:33:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>bloc party</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i dont feel like typing a bunch, but i want to update because alot of happenings have been well, happening. and ive got quite a few good pictures ive been meaning to post sooo...here ya go.&lt;br /&gt;my roommates love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/follyofmatt.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me 'n bacilia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/bacilia.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me + mike's sledgehammer = a lethal combination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/sledgehammer.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pop yo colla mike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/mikedancing.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fratboy starfish is a bad influence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/fratboystarfish.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thugs (adam is a sleepy thug)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/mekristenadam.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for work, maybe more later, who knows.</content>
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    <title>oh and i almost forgot</title>
    <published>2006-06-20T18:17:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-20T18:17:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i think im going to buy an ultimate warrior t-shirt off of ebay.</content>
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    <title>GIT SNAKE BIT!!!</title>
    <published>2006-06-20T17:45:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-20T17:45:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"temptation come my way"-the showdown</lj:music>
    <content type="html">haha i love that phrase. the showdown rocks and to all the little grand rapids kids that are still in highschool....if you cant handle a good rock band that knows their roots and plays stuff like old metallica and pantera for there soundchecks, well then you just need to call mom to come pick you up from this concert so she can take you home early, because nobody wants you there anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to chiodos, ive known the majority of you since you first started out in our little crappy highschool of davison. and yes you deserve credit, you worked hard for where youre at now and youve improved ALOT...but good lord, could you possibly attract any more 16 yr old girls? its getting to the point where its painful to watch you guys because of the constant giggling and screaming thats surrounding going on in the crowd. im not hating on you, im hating on your "fans" that arent fans for the right reasons, which includes alot of people. sorry, but it needed to be said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haste the day's new singer isnt so bad, i actually kinda liked the new sound. and it dies today really impressed me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after the concert, i somehow took the wrong e-way back home and decided to pretty much wing it and take a diagonal of sorts to I96. i knew i would find myself eventually in the right place, but i didnt know id be seeing a whole slew of amish signs on the roads along the way. no service on the phone, late night, and amish families lurking in the darkness for electricity users like me. scary stuff, texas chainsaw massacre type of scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i finally get to something familiar, the city of ionia, when i find myself going 40 in a 25 with a cop right behind me. cue the sirens. and as my luck would have it not only was i speeding but recently my proof of insurance expired. but somehow, by the grace of God i guess, this cop was extremely nice after i told him my being lost situation, and he let me off with just a warning, and even told me the directions to find my way back home. so for mike and anyone else who knows what im talking about, sadly i couldnt tell the cop to "GIT SNAKE BIT!".</content>
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    <title>yyeeeaaaahhh</title>
    <published>2006-06-17T04:37:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-17T04:58:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the faint</lj:music>
    <content type="html">tonight at work i got to speak with a young girl, probably in her late 20's, who had a couple of her fingers crushed in a factory machine. not like a few years ago, like a few minutes ago. i mean, blood, muscles, bone, the whole deal. just...right out there. thanks lady for reminding me why i NEVER want to work another factory job again. but no thanks for making me want to puke and cry right along with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and theres a hispanic crazy man in the waiting room literally eating his shirt. i shit you not folks. ripping pieces of his shirt off with his teeth....and eating them. i guess hes a hungry dude. i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my job...its a unique one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, im tired, and i want to go back to my apartment and sleep. sunday (tommorow now) is father's day and then a concert in detroit. then i want to go to another concert in GR the next day. sooooo...ill probably not sleep for a few days. oh well, what can ya do?</content>
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    <title>i own a wheelchair</title>
    <published>2006-06-11T20:52:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-11T20:52:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>german beer drinking music</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well im a busy, busy young chap at the moment and i probably dont even have the time to write in this thing right now, but a quick update is necessary because alot of cool stuff has happen in the last few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well mainly just moving into my new appartment in fenton. we've actually got it looking pretty sweet now. random posters on the wall, a picture of pope john paul praying above our toilet, video games, we even bought a $6.99 wheelchair from goodwill for livingroom furniture. honestly people, im having a blast there and it would be great to see some friends show up. its alittle bit of a drive sure, but it would be greatly appreciated and i think we have enough things there now to keep people entertained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sean left for san fran yesterday, sucks that hes gone already but he'll be back in august anyway plus its friggin san fran, he basically has achieved his exactly what he dreamed to do and i think thats awesome, so kudos to that kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont be on here as much for a little while at least because dont have internet just yet, im home right now, but hopefully soon we'll have that and cable for tv. okay ive got way too much running around to do today, why am i rambling on so much? bye, write comments so when i get another chance to get on here i can read fun stuff and feel like im still up to date on the happenings.</content>
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    <title>you shall know our velocity!</title>
    <published>2006-06-07T06:58:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-07T06:58:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>thrice</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well, its official, at noon today i will be no longer living in the vassar rd home that i grew up living in. though it will always be what i consider my true home, ill be instead residing in an apartment in fenton. im so excited! everyone should wish me and the other two dudes luck on this adventure and be sure to stop in sometime to say hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-6-06 just got over with, and look...a normal average day, no demons ending the world by spewing fiery turds out there butts at us or anything...we're still alive. although i did want to see the new omen on 6-6-06 and didnt get a chance. bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and funny story, the other night me and sean (hes back in town for a week) went to a drive in to see da vinci code and the break up. i know it sounds alittle homo but it was much cheaper that way so shut up. but anyway we were walking to the bathroom during intermission and these 4 girls in a car were hooting and hollering at us as we walked by saying we were cute. sean said we shouldve flicked them off, why i dont know, anyone who knows sean knows he wasnt brought up that way. but on the way back sean was on the phone with his gf alissa and these girls actually drove by us still "ow owww!!"ing and such. well sean actually flipped them off and they immediately went from loving us to despising us, turned around and cussed us out thru their window. well i figured it was already done so why not play along? i yelled "hey i thought you liked us not even 2 seconds ago?" to which the ditzy bentley girls just stared thinking of something to say and one desperately blurted out "EFF YOU! GET A HAIRCUT!" and they drove off. hahaha. the even funnier thing is, if the tables had been turned and me and sean were hollering at them through our windows, i can almost assure you they wouldve given us the finger without thinking twice about it.</content>
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    <title>just call me damien</title>
    <published>2006-06-04T08:07:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-04T08:10:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>coheed and cambria</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i was just recently told by a co-worker named tami, that she was talking with a few other people i work with on occasion and that they had mentioned me the other day in a conversation while i wasnt working. at first i had figured it was some ordinary rumor that floats around workplaces like "i heard this person from that department likes/dislikes you" or something along those lines. well it turned out that that was not at all the case. tami was all afraid to tell me at first because she thought i might be offended. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, apperently this group of people i work with were under the impression that i was satanic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well im not offended, in fact i thought it was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where they got this idea from is beyond me, but im guessing maybe someone heard me listening to one of my heavier cd's (which ironically are almost all christian bands). i also had read a book here called "in cold blood" and a book about anthony keidis, the lead singer of the red hot chili peppers which is commonly known as quite a drug user among other things. but really they werent THAT "evil". and besides theyre just books, a form of entertainment. it really isnt a good resource to draw conclusions like satanism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tami had told them that i was actually the most christian person she had met and that they shouldnt worry. i just think its comical how someone can take an idea that was WAY off, and before you know it you're looked at by people as something completely 100% opposite of what you really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these persons' names are still unknown to me, and i dont really care, because im sure i can be accused of judging some of them wrong too. but i think just for the fun of it, i might start wearing goth makeup and marilyn manson shirts to work just to mess with their heads &amp;gt;:D</content>
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    <title>mistermiyagi85 @ 2006-05-26T23:24:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-27T03:38:38Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-27T04:35:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>emery "a win win situation"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">the other day i took a rather spontanious trip to illinois with tim eddy and visited him and josh at olivet. along the way i saw josh for the first time in nearly two years, ate a massive burrito, took my first train ride into the heart of chicago and explored the city by myself, where i took alot of pictures and had alot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/illi.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/dinocore2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get the door...its dinocore the dinosaur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/dinocore.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;josh chillin with dinocore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/timeddy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tim eddy being...well himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/searstower.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me in front of the sears tower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/chicago2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/chicago.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/bigcitynights.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big city nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/elburritoloco1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to self, never eat a burrito bigger than your head at a place called el burrito loco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/elburritoloco2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because this is what youll look like afterward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c119/mattawan/drivinghome.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;driving back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and btw, im most likely moving into an appartment in fenton with tim good and his friend travis on june 7th. thats right, madams no longer will be living davison with his parents! its not that i am on bad terms with my parents or anything, its just that i thought it would be a cool experience and well im about at that age anyway. so yeah, big update i know, but its pretty exciting for me. ill give you a peice of candy or something next time i see you if you actually read this whole thing.</content>
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    <title>oh my my, oh hell yes, honey put on that party dress</title>
    <published>2006-05-13T07:58:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-13T07:59:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>august burns red/monsters of rap</lj:music>
    <content type="html">my stomach is growling, and im pretty sure that if stomachs could speak english, those growls would translate into curse words that havent even been invented yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight was fun, i went bowling with lots of people from GCS class of '03 and saw alot of people ive missed alot. its crazy how much some of us have changed since graduation day. we listened to CCR, bon jovi, allman brothers, scorpions, maiden, and ACDC "big balls" which is basically the best song for bowling ever in my opinion. i played awful as usual but it was hardly even noticed with all the reminiscing and singalongs going on. the old man that was playing crunk music was pretty cool too. ONLY HATUH'S TALK SHIT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never ride in the back seat of a yellow 2 door chevy cobalt with 3 other men listening to vanilla ice while youre going thru a drivethru window. people will look at you like you murdered their puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im reading anthony keidis' (red hot chili peppers singer) autobiography at the moment and its really interesting, i read the first 150 pages last night at work and didnt feel the need to skip a single paragraph. he was such a junky, but hes still cool. oh and the fact that finishing this book means getting a free cake made from scratch by ashley does add alittle motivation to the task too. but cake or no cake, i suggest you pick it up if you like RHCP or just like reading. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a trainwreck, havent gotten nearly enough sleep lately and im really starting to feel the effects, headaches and sore muscles galore. i wish the cedar point trip for tomorrow wasnt cancelled, but maybe its a good thing because i can finally get some rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new icon...busey will kill you</content>
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