<?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-2123514</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:26:08.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FREE PORN!!!</title><subtitle type='html'>just the journal of an asian american teen living in southern cali. sound interesting? didnt think so.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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>246</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2123514.post-107226570281260972</id><published>2003-12-24T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-24T03:36:24.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Scarecrow Speaks - Deep Puddle DynamicsI'll be back.  I've discovered the beauty of live journal.all the cool kids are doing it!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/107226570281260972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/107226570281260972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/12/scarecrow-speaks-deep-puddle-dynamics.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-107187933016863619</id><published>2003-12-19T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T16:16:46.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What it's Like - EverlastThe week is drawing to a close.  Christmas is coming soon enough.  My family is packing up and moving to a new house this weekend.  I won't be moving in with them.  However, I will be sleeping on the couch in the new home until I get my own moving out situation situated.  My room is halfway packed up and it's a tad bit sad.  I will no longer have a room to call my own </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/107187933016863619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/107187933016863619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/12/what-its-like-everlast-week-is-drawing.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-107146542315010639</id><published>2003-12-14T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T21:18:13.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Night Prowler - Living Legends feat. SlugIm fucking dying.  yea, seriously.  honestly? no.  I've got the flu but it's not raging through my little body per se.  I have all the flu-like symptoms minus the heavy fever and crazy head cold.  Can you believe people are dying from this shit?  It makes me disgustingly ill to eat but I must.  Same goes for my nasty smoking habit.  It kills me to choke </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/107146542315010639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/107146542315010639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/12/night-prowler-living-legends-feat.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-107037090398962622</id><published>2003-12-02T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-02T05:15:57.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Drowning - AK 1200I sat down to write another pointless entry and once again, I have nothing.  It's 4am and I have the remnants of a night long high still clouding my brain.  I'm grasping to connect my thoughts and sentences but it's only futile.  I still can't believe how incredibly lost I become sometimes. I'm still searching for a job.  I'm starting to get more and more agitated as the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/107037090398962622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/107037090398962622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/12/drowning-ak-1200-i-sat-down-to-write.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106996595243366569</id><published>2003-11-27T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T12:47:00.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Black Helicopters - Non PhixionHAPPY TURKEY DAY!!!I hope everyone is doing well and enjoying their day.  I would try to bore you with some endless diatribe about how today is a blessing, cherish every moment, be thankful for all the the small blessings you have, yada yada.  However, that's a tad bit too contrived and clichè for my taste lol.  So yea, go eat a turkey and have a good ass day.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106996595243366569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106996595243366569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/11/black-helicopters-non-phixion-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106938083190031571</id><published>2003-11-20T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T18:14:29.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Porcelain - Red Hot Chili PeppersI've been insatiably horny the last few days.  I've got the nasty on the noggin'.   Tell me daddy, can you fill these boots?I feel terribly useless without a 2nd job to fill my days.  I know, it's only been one day but shit... i've been down this path one too many times before.  in other news, Jacko is in the presses again.  Child molestation? who woulda </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106938083190031571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106938083190031571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/11/porcelain-red-hot-chili-peppers-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106932145067675920</id><published>2003-11-20T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T01:47:02.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Same In The End - SublimeI got dicked over in a major way today.  I lost my weekday gig.  The agency I was employed through called to let me know that my "assignment" was over.  I know why I was let go.  My boss was already getting shit for having too many people in the office.  The girl who was the boss' assistant/dispatcher was taking her old administrative assistant position back.  Since the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106932145067675920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106932145067675920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/11/same-in-end-sublime-i-got-dicked-over.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106895224117589079</id><published>2003-11-15T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T19:18:23.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Creep - RadioheadI am pathetic. I sat at work today and looked over a mini jewelry catolog for a jewelry store at the mall.  I sat there and stared longingly over the engagement rings for about 20 minutes.  In my head I kept envisioning a non particular fellow taking me to a store and us picking one out together.  Yes, I love surprises but I have decided that he can pop me the question minus </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106895224117589079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106895224117589079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/11/creep-radiohead-i-am-pathetic.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106861806817274734</id><published>2003-11-11T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T22:21:33.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Under The Bridge - Red Hot Chili PeppersI think I enjoy smoking herb way too much.  I like the way it smells, the way it permeates the air.  The relaxing calm you get after a session.  How the world seems just fine.  It's a good feeling.On another tip, I slept with my friend Paul.  At this point, I don't know what is going on per se.  I don't even know what I want from him.  He doesn't know </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106861806817274734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106861806817274734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/11/under-bridge-red-hot-chili-peppers-i.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106851188330620232</id><published>2003-11-10T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T20:53:14.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Brown skinned Lady - BlackstarI'm late... as always.  My fucking schedule has been banannas.  I've been working non-stop and filling my social life in between the cracks.  You know you threw a good party when:1. the cops show up... THREE times!2. party refreshments reflect a steady diet of alcohol.3. there's a fight!4. your neighbors hate your guts afterwards.That pretty much sums up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106851188330620232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106851188330620232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/11/brown-skinned-lady-blackstar-im-late.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106727234122095117</id><published>2003-10-27T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T08:38:03.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fuck Authority - PennywiseSan Diego is going up in a burst of flames... Literally.Five different fires in different parts of San Diego county going off yesterday.  I live 30 miles away and the air out here still smells like smoke and burnt barbeque.  And the heat was still intense.  It's a little scary in an armageddon sort of way be driving down the 15 freeway and see 2 fires blazing away </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106727234122095117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106727234122095117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/10/fuck-authority-pennywise-san-diego-is.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106703659587570897</id><published>2003-10-24T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T16:03:17.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vietnow - Rage Against The MachineI just got home from work.  I'm tired.  The reality that I am never getting a day off is finally kicking in.  Every night I go to bed, I think "I can't wait till my da-- oh yea, no fucking day off EVAR!"  shit's great (insert sarcasm here).I got into a huge shouting match with my mother last night.   About the usuals but for some reason, with all the stress </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106703659587570897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106703659587570897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/10/vietnow-rage-against-machine-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106669019677448280</id><published>2003-10-20T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T15:49:56.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Always Coming Back Home To You - AtmosphereI started my new job today.  I received a call on friday from an employment agency who got my resume from monster.com and they hired me right there on the spot, over the phone.  Up until today I was completely doubtful...  Come on, there has got to be some catch... no interview, no meet and greet.  Just hired based on my resume??? something's up.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106669019677448280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106669019677448280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/10/always-coming-back-home-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106638130908283527</id><published>2003-10-17T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T02:01:49.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fresh - Non Prophets (Sage Francis + Joe Beats)I've been busy doing the "daily grind" thing.I swear, looking for a job and the bullshit that comes with it is more tiresome than just fucking working period.  I'm getting tired of having to "sell" myself, acting "proper" and pretending to be "professional".  It's all just a well thought out facade.  I hate coming home everyday just stressed.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106638130908283527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106638130908283527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/10/fresh-non-prophets-sage-francis-joe.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106607463131909681</id><published>2003-10-13T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T13:01:45.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Joker - The Steve Miller BandI've been on a mission to acquire a new job.   Sitting at home on a weekday with nothing to do is dramatically tedious.  I've got to find some way to occupy my time and making good money would be an added plus.  As much I disdain routine, I crave it at the same time.  I need some kind of substance that sustains me throughout the day/week.  Whether it be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106607463131909681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106607463131909681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/10/joker-steve-miller-band-ive-been-on.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106564568046283623</id><published>2003-10-08T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-08T17:41:36.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Killing In The Name - Rage Against The MachineMy mind is sort of at a stand-still with Andrew, the aforementioned 27 year old.  I was at work today which was his last day and it was just awkward.  Note: I hung out with him sunday and we haven't spoken till yesterday (a brief hello when I stopped by work during a round of errands) and today.  Today we didn't really talk because he was busy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106564568046283623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106564568046283623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/10/killing-in-name-rage-against-machine.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106557172815607340</id><published>2003-10-07T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-07T17:08:48.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Good Mourning - Talib Kweli"In case you die in your sleep you ask the Lord for a blessin / Sometimes they sneak up so quiet that the silence is deafenin / You'll never know who the assassin is until it's your time to go / Your life is flashin, askin for forgiveness but you move too slow / Now the people that you love bear the pain that you once harbored / You was livin for yourself so you could</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106557172815607340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106557172815607340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/10/good-mourning-talib-kweli-in-case-you.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106551804207173547</id><published>2003-10-07T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-07T16:23:24.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Freeze - Aesop RockI met this really sweet guy at work (at the retirement home).  He's quitting though on wednesday.  There's a catch.... he's 27 which means he's 8 years older than me.  To make a long story short, he asked me out, I hung out with him yesterday at his pad, and things seem just peachy. The age difference doesn't seem that big of a deal because he doesn't seem like he's 27 and we</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106551804207173547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106551804207173547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/10/freeze-aesop-rock-i-met-this-really.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106548998866254650</id><published>2003-10-06T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-07T02:02:55.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So Far Away - StaindThey come in threes...I got another tragic phone call today.  My boss, Dr. DiMatteo, at the dental office where I'm a part time receptionist, passed away last night from a massive heart attack.  On top off all this, his private practice will most likely be closing which means I gotta look for a new second job. I don't understand... death is strange and disorientating... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106548998866254650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106548998866254650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/10/so-far-away-staind-they-come-in-threes.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106514908555701877</id><published>2003-10-02T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-02T19:44:45.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>God, my life is so mundane.Not much has happened as of late.  My life revolves around my two jobs and the random, meaningless shit in between.  I don't even know why I have a journal site to begin with.  I remember the days when I was on top of my i-net game so to speak.  Gay as it sounds, this shit used to be cool.  But now, I'm just another nameless face on the internet.  Writing shit that I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106514908555701877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106514908555701877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/10/god-my-life-is-so-mundane.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106434965257564026</id><published>2003-09-23T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-23T13:40:52.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Imagine sitting in a bedroom cluttered with personal belongings.  Everything lazily and haphazardly strewn about in such a casual way that it gives off an air of comfort and in many ways, "lived" in.  Every item in the room collectively frozen in time.I never truly realized the full impact of death until I sat in my aunt's room last night watching solemnly as her son Micah (my ex -- no incest..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106434965257564026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106434965257564026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/09/imagine-sitting-in-bedroom-cluttered.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106386307059216805</id><published>2003-09-17T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-17T22:31:10.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It is now time to tune into some semi-pseudo-deep thoughts...Or not.  I've been doing a lot of thinking lately... whowouldathunk, me... thinking.  I've become overly pensive in the past few weeks.  I really need to quit smoking and i'm lonely.  I need a man, people.  I don't know where this sudden quest to be un-single has come from.  It's been almost a year since my last serious relationship </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106386307059216805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106386307059216805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/09/it-is-now-time-to-tune-into-some-semi.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106376631778265426</id><published>2003-09-16T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-16T19:43:27.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think it's the lack of time that leaves me feeling... at a loss. Suddenly, my life has come back full swing, full force, full circle...  I remember the times when I had absolutely nothing to do and I was often times left clamoring for some sort of activity to pass the time.  Clinging to every occassion I could spend with so-and-so just so I would have an escape from the mundane lonliness that</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106376631778265426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106376631778265426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/09/i-think-its-lack-of-time-that-leaves.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106333369606677265</id><published>2003-09-11T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T19:28:16.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know you were drunk last night when...you wake up at 5pm the next day.  Which is what I did a few hours ago. It's my day off... fuck it. I'm allowed to sleep in. We went swimming last night.  But we had to drive to my friend's old apartment complex to do so because: A) there is no security gaurd driving around in a golf cart "patrolling" like other places. B) we couldn't go in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106333369606677265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106333369606677265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/09/you-know-you-were-drunk-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106317018755343660</id><published>2003-09-09T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T22:22:54.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some fucked up shit.Why is it that in America, this is allowed to happen?  The law that is supposed to serve and protect us ultimately fails us in some of the most dire situations. The sad thing is that this has happened so often that we are more or less desensitized as time progresses.  While the world and human existance will never be perfect... I would think that in some alternate universe, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106317018755343660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106317018755343660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/09/some-fucked-up-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106299247516482419</id><published>2003-09-07T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-07T20:51:58.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>   "You got me lifted shifted higher than a ceiling... And ooh wee it's the ultimate feeling.  You got me lifted feeling so gifted... Sugar how you get so fly?"  I've been so exhausted from working... It's not even funny. I dont really have anything particularly interesting to post... My life is so boring now.  I didn't get drunk at all this weekend. Surprise huh? lil dee is growing up! I did </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106299247516482419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106299247516482419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/09/you-got-me-lifted-shifted-higher-than.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106257195670707932</id><published>2003-09-02T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T08:55:06.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright so it's been awhile....Not much has really happened.  I've been working for days on end.  My last day off was last sunday the 24th and i'm not scheduled to get another one till friday the 5th.  it's insane and i'm just exhausted to say the least.  Do you ever wonder what happens to people that you meet online and forge decent relationships with?  Then one day, you lose contact and you</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106257195670707932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106257195670707932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/09/alright-so-its-been-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106206103232446509</id><published>2003-08-28T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-28T01:58:07.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I went to Barona Casino again tonight.  Needless to fucking say, I lost seventy five dollars (-_-) I am so fucking bitter it's not even funny. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106206103232446509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106206103232446509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/08/i-went-to-barona-casino-again-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106179179491742285</id><published>2003-08-24T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T02:25:17.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I finally caved and went to the casino with my friends last night.  Now, I know why my mom is obsessed with going there and blowing all her money.  I went there with a mere $20 in my pocket and left with $18.15.  I almost broke even but losing a few bucks is a hell of a lot better than losing all of it.  Which is what some of my pals did.  I played the wheel of fortune nickel slots all night.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106179179491742285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106179179491742285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/08/i-finally-caved-and-went-to-casino.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106166704344502139</id><published>2003-08-23T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T12:30:43.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In response to a thread on the KTHXBI message boards about getting tattoos of asian characters/script on your body if you A) don't know what it means and B) are not asian.  Also about asians not acting their color and biting other people's cultures i.e. black or white):I agree... However I feel that a lot of asians who act the part of the "bannana" (yellow on the outside, white on the inside) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106166704344502139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106166704344502139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/08/in-response-to-thread-on-kthxbi.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106157821355581582</id><published>2003-08-22T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-22T11:55:39.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jared... Happy birthday again fool.  I would have emailed you but I don't have your email addy.  I got on AIM and you weren't there =(  I sincerely hope you have a GREAT birthday weekend cause you're 21, and more importantly you are great guy.  Despite you're pangs of pessimism from time to time ha! i kid, i kid.  I LOVE YOU J-BEEZY!!!well, it's friday.  The begining of the weekend.  The first </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106157821355581582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106157821355581582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/08/jared.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106145000335759610</id><published>2003-08-21T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T00:17:01.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY J-BEEZY!!!A little dirty questionaire... Feel free to answer it yourself in the comments section! I'm curious how ya'll feel.1. What's your favorite sexual position?hmmm... missionary (make sure that you put some pillows under your ass for maximum thrust action) and doggystyle just cause it feels really good and naughty ;)2. How often do you have sex?as much as I can get it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106145000335759610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106145000335759610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/08/happy-birthday-j-beezy-little-dirty.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106132350559416860</id><published>2003-08-19T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-19T13:09:50.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> ouch... my nipples are sore. I had a particularly good day at work.  It went by fast. But early morning shifts usually do. The sweetest old man came into the office today.  He was so senile and gone but he was a dear.  I had to fill out his patient information and health questionaire for him because he couldn't do it himself.  During the whole conversation he went off on various tangents with me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106132350559416860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106132350559416860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/08/ouch.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106123706082542552</id><published>2003-08-18T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-18T13:08:24.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had a pretty good weekend.  Recap... Jigga Whut?Friday: I had a few beers, got a stomach ache and went home.Saturday: Me and Melin went and had lunch at Togo's.  We then proceeded to wal*mart where I got my bday pic developed and checked out bathroom decor for our apartment.  Then I did what i've been wanting to do for awhile.  I got my NIPPLES PIERCED!  Yep, I fucking did it.  I had a male</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106123706082542552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106123706082542552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/08/i-had-pretty-good-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106080042509555379</id><published>2003-08-13T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-13T11:58:55.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Life is an oragami box and I'm hidden within the folds."I did all my pre-employment bull-ish this morning bright and early.  Fingerprinting (I ain't no criminal, yo!), Physical (minus the whole piss-in-a-cup thing... HELL YEA!) and my tuberculosis test.  On top of all this running around, I gotta get my ass to work in a few. woopeee.I dunno about you, but I seriously turn my music down when I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106080042509555379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106080042509555379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/08/life-is-oragami-box-and-im-hidden.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106075860092392480</id><published>2003-08-13T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-13T11:42:20.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On my way home from work today, I passed by the same intersection that I pass on a daily basis.  But for some odd reason, I suddenly recalled the night Micah and I were stopped there waiting for the light to turn green.  In front of us were two cars.  A honda in the lead and an SUV in second, with us behind as the third car at the light.  It was about 10pm and we were on our way to the local vons</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106075860092392480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106075860092392480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/08/on-my-way-home-from-work-today-i.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106065831016634968</id><published>2003-08-11T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-11T23:02:42.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A homeless derelict came into the office today and asked me if we could spare a roll of toilet paper.  It was quite sad to see such a withered old man begging for toilet paper of all things.  He was a lot older, disheveled looking and he didn't smell too appealing.  I watched him walk across the busy street and disappear.  Shari told me that he came in before begging for food.  It seriously </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106065831016634968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106065831016634968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/08/homeless-derelict-came-into-office.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106063241767932697</id><published>2003-08-11T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-11T13:06:57.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[start rant] So I have a mini-dilemma.  Well, in all actuality, it's not a dilemma at all.  Just a minor disturbance/annoyance.  I hang out with a certain group of friends.  I loveth these people to death.  They have an old friend who by fucking coincidence, shares the same wonderful name as yours truly.   She doesn't really come around anymore but lately she has.  And everytime she does, she </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106063241767932697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106063241767932697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/08/start-rant-so-i-have-mini-dilemma.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106062721531494681</id><published>2003-08-11T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-11T11:40:15.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had a good birthday/weekend in general.  I still have half of my tequila bottle left from friday night... Surprised it's not completely gone.   I'll be sure to put it to good use this weekend.I've been insanely fatigued lately.  Every night I can't sleep till about 3am and I have to wake up the next day for work.  I constantly kick myself in the ass because I wake up groggy after hitting the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106062721531494681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106062721531494681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/08/i-had-good-birthdayweekend-in-general.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106045622725206093</id><published>2003-08-09T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-11T10:42:19.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!I love my friends... Last night at 12 I got a hello kitty cake (with matching birthday song, icing on face and pictures with everyone), a card w/ 20 bills in it from nicole, a card signed by everyone in the crew, a bottle of tequila, a ticket to go to lolapolooza (everyone's going on the 17th), sexual promises from paul &amp; teddy, and bunch of slaps on the ass from the guys.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106045622725206093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106045622725206093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/08/happy-birthday-to-me-i-love-my-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106033283065354578</id><published>2003-08-08T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-08T01:58:46.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"dude... there aren't three cigarettes in that carton.  One of them is a joint."Im begining to realize how different my life is from a year ago.  How quickly things can change and transgress... sometimes too rapidly to the point where you are suddenly left spinning wondering when and where it all "happened".  It's insane... or maybe i'm just overly neurotic.  Within the last year, i've changed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106033283065354578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106033283065354578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/08/dude.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106029360387406170</id><published>2003-08-07T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-07T22:06:23.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I believe the employment gods are shining down on my ass this week.  Remember the other receptionist position I applied for last month? The one at the retirement home? well they called me back and wanted to know if I was interested in working weekends.  Perfect considering I work mon-fri at the dental office. I have an interview on monday at 10am.  wish me luck!I think britney murphy (i.e. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106029360387406170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106029360387406170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/08/i-believe-employment-gods-are-shining.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106019523982688513</id><published>2003-08-06T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-06T11:44:53.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some really dope sites.  Go visit them biznatch!I gotta go to work in a few... I'm seriously starting to dread having to go to work and... file.  It's the same shit day in a day out.  And I got a fcking paper-cut yesterday.  We all know how painful and horrible paper-cuts can be.  Slice me with a knife, step on my toe, punch me in the jaw, but for the love of god.... Don't give me a paper-cut.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106019523982688513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106019523982688513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/08/some-really-dope-sites.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106007053825733731</id><published>2003-08-05T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-05T20:25:24.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ack... i'm addicted. She's back?HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY TO MY LIL BRO!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106007053825733731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106007053825733731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/08/ack.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-106005631826564805</id><published>2003-08-04T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-04T21:09:24.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First the terminator now Larry Flynt is running for California govenor.  It's actually pretty interesting... The founder of Hustler magazine could possibly be running my state lol.  I was never sold on the whole Arnold Schwarzenegger running for CA governor idea... but Larry Flynt? man... move over Bill Clinton.  I'd vote for Flynt.My birthday is in five days and i'm hardly excited.  I'm only </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106005631826564805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/106005631826564805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/08/first-terminator-now-larry-flynt-is.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-105997505560278985</id><published>2003-08-03T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-03T23:05:05.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There's something about the mixture of alcohol, old high school aquaintances, and loud music that somehow always equals fight(s)! Ish had a party at his house last night... equipped with a dj, loads of beer, a keg, and a shitload of people that, for the most part, I went to high school with.  It was like a fucking high school reunion or some shit.  To make matters worse, this bitch named Aimee </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105997505560278985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105997505560278985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/08/theres-something-about-mixture-of.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-105986472945877825</id><published>2003-08-02T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-02T15:52:09.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I woke up at ish's pad this morning with the most intense hang-over.  I'm forever banning cranberry and vodka drinks.  I can't handle the morning-afters. Oi vey.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105986472945877825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105986472945877825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/08/i-woke-up-at-ishs-pad-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-105977615172627587</id><published>2003-08-01T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-01T15:59:21.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Months of being a jobless, worthless fuck caught up and bit me in the ass today.  I had to be at work this morning at 9am sharp... needless to say, I slept right through my alarm clock and woke up at 9:10. FUCK ME FREDDY! I got to work at 10... it's a 30 minute drive.  I got to the office and quickly began my filing.  After 30 minutes had already passed of me doing monotonous filing, Dr. D called</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105977615172627587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105977615172627587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/08/months-of-being-jobless-worthless-fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-105969344052025303</id><published>2003-07-31T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-01T01:25:48.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Please God, I pray that you give me the strength to overcome the most shocking newsflash of the day.. no the most shocking newsflash of the year.  My 14 year old sister is having SEX! must... breathe... need... oxygen!  She asked me to take her and her bestfriend to planned parenthood on saturday and then to the beach afterward.  As if I would be completely comfortable and nonchalant about taking</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105969344052025303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105969344052025303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/07/please-god-i-pray-that-you-give-me.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-105962552223829482</id><published>2003-07-30T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-31T12:49:09.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I suffer from writer's block yo... Unless I'm just simply under the impression that I am a writer period.  That's it, all this writing junk.... it's a well played out facade.  I have a monkey that hides under my desk who does the writing for me... lol. wtf... what the hell am I talking about? anyhoo... I think that after the 104389723 layouts that I have posted for this site, I'm going to keep </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105962552223829482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105962552223829482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-suffer-from-writers-block-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-105960903706199890</id><published>2003-07-30T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-30T17:51:42.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What a long ass horrible morning/afternoon.  I went to a friend's house last night and stayed over.  I was getting ready to leave so I could go home, shower, and get ready for work when I realized... my car wouldn't start.  We tried to jump start it cause I thought the batteries were dead since none of the electrical shit like power locks/windows, stereo, lights weren't working.  But alas, still </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105960903706199890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105960903706199890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/07/what-long-ass-horrible.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-105937517320991217</id><published>2003-07-27T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-30T00:57:17.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have had quite an interesting weekend.  Friday, my mom left for vegas. That night I went over to casey's for a kick-back.  I got happy drunk and stupid stoned needless to say.  I crashed there and she drove me home saturday afternoon.  Casey, Melin, and Teddy came over around 4-ish on saturday and we drank some beers and played dominos.  Later saturday night, Everyone else came over and we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105937517320991217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105937517320991217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-have-had-quite-interesting-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-105911208151355232</id><published>2003-07-24T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-25T02:17:34.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Is it me or is Leah from the real world one annoying bitch? I mean damn woman! calm your nerves and stop being everyone's mama.  lol. just had to say that.  I'm watching "true life: I'm a neglected boyfriend/girlfriend".  I can relate greatly.  I was recently in a short lived relationship with someone who #1. my first love, #2. I dated for a year and half back in the day.  Why was our </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105911208151355232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105911208151355232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/07/is-it-me-or-is-leah-from-real-world.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-105890141545307161</id><published>2003-07-22T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-24T22:10:54.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After I quit my job, I decided I would take a break.  I honestly thought that If I took time off from working so that I could actually enjoy summer for the first time since I was 16, it would somehow be really cool. I was wrong... I actually miss having a job and something to do with my time.  Most of all I miss money.  I have way too much time on my hands.  I need to get back into the swing of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105890141545307161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105890141545307161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/07/after-i-quit-my-job-i-decided-i-would.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-105885190618907895</id><published>2003-07-21T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-21T22:31:46.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dave Chapelle's show is hillarious.  Just had to comment... i'm watching it right now.  Anyway, I went on my little "observance" at the dentist's office where I applied for a receptionist position.  Pretty basic... it's part-time and the hours are fantastic for being part-time because I'll still be able to get another job.  The hours of work aren't restrictive at all.  Hopefully they call me back</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105885190618907895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105885190618907895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/07/dave-chapelles-show-is-hillarious.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-105878173554335892</id><published>2003-07-21T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-24T22:09:48.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes it's hard for me to decipher the inner me from the one that everyone sees.  I've mastered the art of the plastic smile and the beguiling outward persona.  I'm so good that often times, I fool myself into believing i'm happy.  Then out of nowhere, the troubles of life find me and suddenly I am slammed back into reality. Each day becomes an increasingly harder battle than the last and i'm</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105878173554335892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105878173554335892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/07/sometimes-its-hard-for-me-to-decipher.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-105856072861732259</id><published>2003-07-18T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-21T02:21:52.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am a tad bit concerned.  The job that I really want, the one I interviewed for yesterday, drug tests all new-hires. So, if I am hired... they're going to drug test my ass. I've passed preliminary drug tests before for jobs... but my aunt works at the place where I interviewed and if I fail the test, i'm afraid she will find out and tell my mom haha. filipino ladies *shakes head* always </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105856072861732259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105856072861732259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-am-tad-bit-concerned.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-105851308720517850</id><published>2003-07-18T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-18T00:24:47.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The girls are having a sex toy party at my friend Dez's house... it's like a naughty tuper-ware party.  I don't have any money though =( but it will still be quite interesting.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105851308720517850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105851308720517850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/07/girls-are-having-sex-toy-party-at-my.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-105844156145653119</id><published>2003-07-17T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-17T23:29:53.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am one retarded broad.  and yes, i'm still awake damnit-- i've decided to just stay awake till after my job interviews. but anyway... did I mention how much I am yearning to have thee man of all men? well while I still crave that, my ex Micah is still in my midst... wanting to get back together. the strange thing is... when we're apart and not hanging out, I miss him and want him to be around </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105844156145653119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105844156145653119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-am-one-retarded-broad.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-105843438842403836</id><published>2003-07-17T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-19T04:10:55.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am an insomniac.  It’s 2am and I have to be up at 6am because I have a fun day of job scouting ahead of me. w00t. I just can’t sleep. I'm typing and watching VH1 all access: getting naked.  This show would be much more fun if the nudity wasn’t censored damnit. What’s the point anyway? I am so disapointed with television.  It’s disheartening.  I was watching the new Twilight Zone episodes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105843438842403836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105843438842403836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-am-insomniac.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-105839100506891460</id><published>2003-07-16T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-16T18:43:03.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I really need to quit smoking. cigarettes not weed.  I’ve been doing well so far. I just buy one pack a week which I smoke for the duration of the weekend. yep... one pack in 3 days. not bad... why only smoke during the weekend? because i smoke like a fiend when i’m drunk and i get drunk primarily on the weekends.  Besides, I don’t have any goddamn money to be spending on cigarettes--a plus side </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105839100506891460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105839100506891460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-really-need-to-quit-smoking.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-105835239670329886</id><published>2003-07-16T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-16T13:41:26.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think i'm fucking depressed/insane/lonely.  It's crazy... I feel like i'm entering a really hard part in my life right now... relationship-wise.  I don't know who's who.  I just want to be alone but at the same time I despise being lonely.  The funny thing is that no one can tell.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105835239670329886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105835239670329886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-think-im-fucking-depressedinsanelone.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-105829825421058277</id><published>2003-07-15T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-16T00:41:08.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This whole "jobless" thing is starting to take a toll on me.  I've realized how increasingly difficult it has become to hit up my mom for money now that I am no longer an under-aged high school student.  Thank god I got set up with an interview today at a retirement home.  It's a receptionist position... it'll be kinda like working at JCPenneys; on the phone all day, doing nothing, talking to old</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105829825421058277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105829825421058277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/07/this-whole-jobless-thing-is-starting.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-105821691802085136</id><published>2003-07-14T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-14T14:08:37.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got drunk last night and smoked a bowl... Then I came home and got on AIM.  I passed out and when I woke up this morning, I read all the messages exchanged with Nick, Jared, Ishmail, and Leilani. I am retarded when i'm drunk.  Nothing made sense and the gramatical errors were hillarious. Sorry to those who had to talk to me last night in my inebriated state.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105821691802085136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105821691802085136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-got-drunk-last-night-and-smoked-bowl.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-105809294426399898</id><published>2003-07-13T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-13T03:42:24.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What an interesting night of smoking buds and drinkin beers.  Round two was not as devastating as the night before.  No hang-overs for me tomorrow. yay!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105809294426399898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105809294426399898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/07/what-interesting-night-of-smoking-buds.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-105805625343499127</id><published>2003-07-12T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-12T17:32:35.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The words you speak/ tongue in cheek metaphors which only close the doors/ of communication in our relation-ship/ There is no "us" any longer/ The bond has weakened instead of growing stronger/ Everything once cherished has been reduced to a shell of it's former self/ It's been reduced to quick sessions of bodies mingling/ gone is the feeling that left our souls tingling/ I yearn to discern the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105805625343499127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105805625343499127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/07/words-you-speak-tongue-in-cheek.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-105803207235266724</id><published>2003-07-12T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-12T17:00:21.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Im back from the fucking dead.  Brief recap: I'm now on good terms with Justin and Micah.  One of my bestfriends is pregnant. I'm still jobless. I just broke up with my old/new ex-boyfriend again (we dated years ago and just recently started dating again).  I've been doing really well in general.  I got disgustingly shit-faced last night.  2 beers and then I had 6 shots of tequila.  you know </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105803207235266724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/105803207235266724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/07/im-back-from-fucking-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-93963104</id><published>2003-05-07T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-11T22:19:19.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So much has changed.  I quit the cell phone stand which was a clever move considering the fact that the manager went under investigation for selling drugs.  I am no longer seeing Justin the starbucks guy.  One crazy night that I stayed over, Micah ended up fucking with both of our cars and keyed the shit out of his.  So I suppose he came to the realization that seeing me was more of a liability </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/93963104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/93963104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/05/so-much-has-changed.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-92416296</id><published>2003-04-11T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-11T01:32:20.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm having some technical difficulties with my comp so im using my friend's right now.  What's new? I have a new job. I work at a cell phone kiosk at the mall. woop de doo.  Nothing else really.  Same old same old.  I'm still alive. Hopefully everyone is doing well. [peace.]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/92416296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/92416296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/04/im-having-some-technical-difficulties.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-90295072</id><published>2003-03-07T03:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-07T03:11:11.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm about to embark on a 24 hour road trip up north to Redding, Ca. One of my closest girlfriends is moving back up there to be with her son.  Me, her boyfriend Ish and our friend teddy are driving her and her stuff up there.  I'll be back saturday morning just in time to get ready for a full day of work =/  I quite saddened to see Melinda leave.  I'm cursed for life man.  I will never have any </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/90295072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/90295072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/03/im-about-to-embark-on-24-hour-road.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-89856233</id><published>2003-02-27T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-27T12:07:24.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What is daytime television coming to? All it is talk shows shoving paternity tests, drill instructors and teenage hookers in your face. Lets not forget the commercials for broke ass lawyers, get rich quick schemes and 2-year "college" programs aimed at high school drop outs.  It's actually quite sad and disheartening that this type of programming is considered the norm and we're supposed to take </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/89856233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/89856233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/02/what-is-daytime-television-coming-to.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-89766672</id><published>2003-02-26T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-26T01:09:14.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have decided that I am going to start buckling down on my social life.  I have been drunk every other night for the last 3 weeks.  what can I say? every night of my life is or can potentially be a party.  Now I will only go out and have fun on the nights when I do not have important things to do the next day i.e. work or school.  I need to prioritize work and school.... everything else is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/89766672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/89766672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/02/i-have-decided-that-i-am-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-89449884</id><published>2003-02-20T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-20T11:42:16.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been awhile... my valentines day kinda sucked cause I didnt get to hang out with my valentine... from now on it's just going to be s.a.d. day for me (Single Awareness Day).  I finally got my puppy... my dad got me a pomeranian for christmas.  =) i'm such a spoiled biznatch. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/89449884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/89449884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/02/its-been-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-88694263</id><published>2003-02-06T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T20:20:08.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I FEEL SO DIRTY... Today was my bestfriend's 19th birthday... so last night to celebrate we had a girls night out. It's quite interesting to see how our night finally ended up despite our original plans. Our oringinal plan was to go clubbin' in TJ... but we realized shit probably wasn't gonna be poppin on a wednesday night. So we decided to go to lips which is a drag queen restuarant in downtown </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/88694263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/88694263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/02/i-feel-so-dirty.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-88457260</id><published>2003-02-02T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-05T10:53:58.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I finally got all the Atmosphere CDs (Overcast!, Lucy Ford ep's &amp; God Loves Ugly) that I ordered from ughh.com... I'm just gonna start ordering CDs off the internet cause it's easier... all I have to do is wait and check my mail. heh yea... i'm a lazy ass, i know. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/88457260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/88457260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/02/i-finally-got-all-atmosphere-cds.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-88290038</id><published>2003-01-30T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-30T14:04:09.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jared, I hear you when you say you hate girls.  But honestly, guys are a lot worse.  There is that constant hope that they get better with age... The older that fucker gets, the more mature he will become.  No... it doesnt work out that way.  They just get better at concealing their asshole tendencies.  You don't catch that shit till way down the road.  All guys are pretty much the same as well.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/88290038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/88290038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/01/jared-i-hear-you-when-you-say-you-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-88079042</id><published>2003-01-26T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-26T20:39:54.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The superbowl is over finally.  And the bucs won.  I'm not really into the game and stuff but yea... just glad to know its finally over.  This year was over-kill considering it was held at Qualcomm in SD.  In other news, I had to take out my monroe piercing cause it was pierced crooked and the skin on the inside of my lip was partially growing over the back of the stud.  ew gross stuff yo.  So </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/88079042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/88079042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/01/superbowl-is-over-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-87907533</id><published>2003-01-23T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T09:22:53.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm heavily sedated as we speak.  I took some Vick's Cough medicine. dank shit man. I'm seriously sick of this cold already.  It's insane how much a table spoon of Vick's Cough medicine can fuck you up.  On another note,  I got my cellphone bill... $80!!! wtf.  my plan is only $50 a month but I spent twenty something on long distance calling Justin. His cell phone number is long distance since he</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/87907533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/87907533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/01/im-heavily-sedated-as-we-speak.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-87757858</id><published>2003-01-20T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-20T17:46:54.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm getting sick and school starts tomorrow.  Somebody shoot me. I finally got a cable cord long enough to reach the TV in my room.  Now I can watch tv and lie in bed all day. I told my mother that she would never see me again lol.  Right now I'm watching Married With Children which is one of the greatest shows ever.  really, i'm serious.  I have a lot of crap to do... I need to file my taxes... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/87757858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/87757858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/01/im-getting-sick-and-school-starts.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-87701688</id><published>2003-01-19T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-19T19:04:58.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I didn't do much yesterday... I just slept over at  Justin's house.  I left to go home today around 2:30.  When I got to my car, I saw that I got a parking ticket for parking in the handicap zone at Justin's apartment complex. $350.... three-hundred and fifty dollars for parking in a handicap zone. WTF?! i'm a poor student who works at JCPenney's part-time. oh lord.  I'm going to contest it. big </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/87701688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/87701688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/01/i-didnt-do-much-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-87617053</id><published>2003-01-17T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-17T16:58:08.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ah.... i feel like i've accomplished so much today.  I paid off the remaining balance on my traffic ticket... $234 all together for a rolling/california stop.  It's california, i'm a californian... come on!  They don't call it that for nothing. like they say... "when in rome..."  You should be able to get away with california stops when you're in cali damnit. but yea... I also paid my JCPenney's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/87617053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/87617053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/01/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-87561824</id><published>2003-01-16T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-16T16:37:43.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>being in love sucks.  even though it's been a few months since i cut micah loose, i still miss/love him. oi vey.  Im seriously caught between wanting to be with him and wanting to be with Justin/other guys aka single.  But he has so many flaws that out-weigh the good things that he has to offer.  For every good trait he has, there are always two bad ones lingering behind it.  We're still friends </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/87561824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/87561824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/01/being-in-love-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-87553843</id><published>2003-01-16T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-16T13:44:45.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got drunk last night.  wednesday, middle of the week and my ass is faded.  And when I say faded, i mean faded.  On my way home at 2am I was passing by Justin's (my starbucks guy) house.  And in my drunken stupor, I called to say hello.  And the inevitable happened; he asked me to stop by.  You know what happens next lol.  I left at 5:30am all tore up and sober.  ahahhaha.... drunken nights. But</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/87553843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/87553843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/01/i-got-drunk-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-87509171</id><published>2003-01-15T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-15T18:18:06.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've made a few resolutions: start posting at least once a day, limit my drinking nights to only twice a week, go to work regularly when i'm supposed to,  and to actually pay for a real ISP and get off Juno's  nuts. um yea... that is all.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/87509171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/87509171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/01/ive-made-few-resolutions-start-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-87500055</id><published>2003-01-15T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-15T17:19:03.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh what a day it has been... or what a day it hasn't been for that matter.  The novelty of staying at home all day doing nothing has worn off.  I'm actually really bored and starting to miss work... I never realized how much of my time it consumed.  It keeps me busy from days like this.  I don't really have anyone to hang out with considering that the one person that I hang out with on a regular </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/87500055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/87500055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/01/oh-what-day-it-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-87447023</id><published>2003-01-14T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-14T20:10:00.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's quite interesting to see how fast I return to the internet for entertainment during this week of vacation from everyday life.  I have nothing else better to do and I have exhausted all my other resources.  I have nothing left to do but blog... ahem.... i mean, write. Nothing much has really happened to me since my brief departure from Inciteful.nu.... I got a star tattoo on my ankle, a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/87447023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/87447023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2003/01/its-quite-interesting-to-see-how-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-3488094</id><published>2001-05-03T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-05-03T18:47:42.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ROFLMAO...are they foreal????? oh geez. i was browsing pretty Melissa's site and i came across this. oh lordy...some people need help...lots of HELP. icyhotstunaz?? LOL. all im hearing is "dun dun dun da da dun dun...ice ice baby...." haha....man this is toooo funny. dOoOoOoOd....i just LOVE the neon green warm ups....that is straight pimp atire. damn im jealous of ya'll. why cant i wear bright </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/3488094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/3488094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2001/05/roflmao.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-3473969</id><published>2001-05-02T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-05-03T17:48:03.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmmm today was a rollercoaster ride from hell. my mood went from good to HELLA BAD to good to okae. right now im just neutral. i HAD a big fight or something with everyone but now it's all good. i havent talked to Phil my aim obsession in a loooong time. i see him online occassionaly but im either doing something super important or just about to get offline when he gets on. its craaazy. i miss </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/3473969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/3473969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2001/05/hmmm-today-was-rollercoaster-ride-from.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-3457384</id><published>2001-05-01T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-05-01T19:03:49.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To:«´¨`·.¸¸.¤*D*¤.¸¸.·´¨`»(asian_princess@nethere.com)From:Andy from Vandalized.net(vandalizm1@hotmail.com)Subject:sexxxyMessage:I love you.I want you.I wanna move to Cali just to be with you.lol whassup baby ? how ya been? We never talk anymore ;\ Hope you're doing well, take it easy.i luff Andy sooo much. hehe....he's such a dork. =P but he's pretty dope. what a cutie pie!!!!!  *smooches Andy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/3457384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/3457384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2001/05/to.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-3454820</id><published>2001-05-01T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-05-01T16:16:35.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>awww aren't my friends such cuties? i luff them!  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/3454820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/3454820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2001/05/awww-arent-my-friends-such-cuties-i.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-3427741</id><published>2001-04-29T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-04-29T21:56:34.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>there are some people out there in i-net land that deserve major pluggage. but im too lazy right now. =/ and there are some people that need to be added to my featured list for my cam but im too lazy for that too =/ like i said...ill get around to it. just be patient guys. no hard feelings im just a lazy butt. so if you email me to exchange links, or whatnot, just keep your gosh darn pants on. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/3427741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/3427741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2001/04/there-are-some-people-out-there-in-i.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-3425133</id><published>2001-04-29T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-04-29T18:34:26.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i finally got my phone. i wasnt expecting to get it till this friday the 4th when i get paid, but my mom decided to go ahead and get it for me. i got it on friday afternoon.  it's a Nokia 5190. it's clear orange right now but im gonna get a hello kitty faceplate for it. yea...*blush* im a dork. lol. anyways...to Paul who signed my guestbook. im sorry that i dont update this site as much as i used</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/3425133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/3425133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2001/04/i-finally-got-my-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-3370950</id><published>2001-04-25T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-04-25T18:31:15.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have something to say that is kind of a spin-off on the whole incident about a chick named cherica whose site i visited before. Yesterday i read over at Resha's blog and Huny's site that cherica who was a friend of theirs for quite awhile, stole a corporate (mtv) layout and stole other's peoples pictures and said that was her. This is not what i want to talk about, im simply giving a quick lil </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/3370950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/3370950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2001/04/i-have-something-to-say-that-is-kind.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-3368438</id><published>2001-04-25T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-04-25T15:24:54.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just asked where have i been in the last couple days. i think that blogging is getting a tad bit boring now.  im just too lazy. my participation in the APSU dance project is pending. i think i quit....i THINK. i dont think im going to though. we gotta take care of club carnival and the APSU shirts as of right now. im swamped with stuff to do. im gonna have to get my cell soon since everyone is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/3368438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/3368438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2001/04/i-just-asked-where-have-i-been-in-last.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-3322064</id><published>2001-04-22T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-04-22T16:55:50.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i took off BlogVoices because i dont like the service, or the posts i was getting and besides, i rarely check the comments so there's no point. maybe someday ill have the time and patience to move this site to greymatter completely instead of using blogger. if you have something to say to me, use one of the clever little stalker friendly contact methods: IM me on AIM, Email me or just plain sign </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/3322064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/3322064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2001/04/i-took-off-blogvoices-because-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-3306483</id><published>2001-04-21T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-04-21T12:09:03.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i had an emotional morning. a friend or whatever he was to me, emailed me after not talking to me for so long. i dont really want to get into detail about it all because i feel that its fairly too complicated to put into words. Lets just say that i gave him my all as a friend and he dissed me by ignoring me when i saw him one night (the night of the kegger).  This was someone whom i lent my ear </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/3306483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/3306483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2001/04/i-had-emotional-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-3300295</id><published>2001-04-20T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-04-20T21:17:52.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy 42o. yea whatever. everyone is out celebrating and getting blazed tonight. me? im home being smart and not smoking the green leaves lol. im not going to bore you people anymore by stating how tired and exhausted i am. you probably dont give a crap anyways so um yea.  im skipping practice tomorrow at 10am because i am way too beat. 10am till 1pm which is when i have to be at work? no thank </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/3300295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/3300295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2001/04/happy-42o.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-3268211</id><published>2001-04-18T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-04-18T20:32:28.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> looky at what my AIM obsession gave me =) lol. i dunno if im even supposed to post this but oh well. sowee phil aka keeper of horses.*muah*.  Anyways...my thighs are hurting like hell...same goes for my feet.  gah damn. this sux sooooo much. im super tired. and i have analogies for english to do. so um yea...gotta go take a shower then do some homework...then ill be back. hopefully. if i make it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/3268211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/3268211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2001/04/looky-at-what-my-aim-obsession-gave-me.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-3252531</id><published>2001-04-17T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-04-17T21:06:10.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i swear i have never been so tired in my entire life. had APSU meeting today. went pretty good. Then i had to run a mile in dance again. then at lunch, APSU dance krew had to practice, then after school another 3 and half hour practice. dance all day long. my legs feel like they are going to fall off any minute. i have dance practice everyday after school for the next 3 weeks. oi vey. this sucks.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/3252531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/3252531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2001/04/i-swear-i-have-never-been-so-tired-in.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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-2123514.post-3237104</id><published>2001-04-16T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-04-16T22:40:43.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am talking to the most adorable boy ever....Phil is too cute. go visit him and tell him dee sent you =).  he is my new AIM obsession lol.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/3237104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2123514/posts/default/3237104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://origamidream.blogspot.com/2001/04/i-am-talking-to-most-adorable-boy-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>deez nutz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15465910397807392410</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>
