<?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-3200849</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:47:51.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dain's blog of eternal stench.</title><subtitle type='html'>Uhh.. basically what I be feeling every time I choose to update.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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>243</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3200849.post-3146422140210785592</id><published>2008-12-13T19:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T19:36:24.274-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Holy crap, I'm posting on my old-ass blog again.  Awesome.Unfortunately, I have nothing to post.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/3146422140210785592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/3146422140210785592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2008_12_07_archive.html#3146422140210785592' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-110834832884911904</id><published>2005-02-13T21:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T21:32:08.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know, I haven't updated that sidebar in forever.  Oh well, I don't think I will be anytime soon.  Mozilla sucks at updating it... I *hate* using IE... and I was planning on making a new layout for it at one point.Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaybe in the future or something.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/110834832884911904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/110834832884911904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2005_02_13_archive.html#110834832884911904' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-110711062518265676</id><published>2005-01-30T13:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T13:43:45.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, because I'm an idiot with a horrible memory...Happy birthday 9 days ago, Heath!  I remembered last week, but by the time I got around to posting on my blog, I totally forgot to post it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/110711062518265676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/110711062518265676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2005_01_30_archive.html#110711062518265676' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-110653888101386138</id><published>2005-01-23T22:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T22:54:41.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RIP Johnny Carson.Jay Leno had better say something about that on the Tonight Show, or there will be able to pay.  Hell, I tells you.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/110653888101386138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/110653888101386138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2005_01_23_archive.html#110653888101386138' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-110002035234001246</id><published>2004-11-09T13:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T12:12:32.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey everyone.  I know I haven't posted on this summabitch in a while, but yeah.. here it is.I missed a couple of people's birthdays because I've been avoiding phones like the plague.  So uhh.. Happy Birthday Ree... on the 25th... of October... and Happy Birthday Paul... on the 29th... of October.I didn't forget... I just neglected to call.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/110002035234001246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/110002035234001246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2004_11_07_archive.html#110002035234001246' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-109702166933522249</id><published>2004-10-05T20:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T20:14:29.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I've given in and joined the flock of livejournal users now.You can visit said lj by clicking this sentence</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/109702166933522249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/109702166933522249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2004_10_03_archive.html#109702166933522249' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-109200381337855995</id><published>2004-08-08T18:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T18:23:33.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In today's news of Dain, my computer is almost dead.Seriously.Also, Blogger doesn't work with Mozilla.  Bitches.Also, I'm bored out of my mind and have nothing to do at home.So yeah, that's it for today.  Not much to post, really.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/109200381337855995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/109200381337855995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2004_08_08_archive.html#109200381337855995' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-108778380035163360</id><published>2004-06-20T22:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T22:10:00.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeah, nothing much to update today...I just felt like pimpin' an internet friend of mine's webcomic for no good reason other than because I believe it is hilarious.So... GO HERE OR DIE A HORRIBLE, HORRIBLE DAETH, SUCH AS THAT INCURRED BY BEING NIBBLED ALIVE BY SQUIRRELS!!!!...  Hugh and BotAlso... go here, if you want: JDizzle Comics</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/108778380035163360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/108778380035163360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2004_06_20_archive.html#108778380035163360' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-108415086539770349</id><published>2004-05-09T20:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T21:01:05.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, today I was sitting out on mom's balcony having a smoke while mom was out hanging out with her middle-aged friends who are just as cool as mom and I got to hinking "holy crap, this is a run-on sentence".No wait, that's what I'm thinking now...  What I thought then was "I could get used to this, providing I had the money to do so."  Living alone in my own place...So hey, I actually have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/108415086539770349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/108415086539770349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108415086539770349' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-108292329345912288</id><published>2004-04-25T16:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T16:10:52.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last time I was here, that Josh kid, as loveable as he is, mentioned something about starting up the Mac's-hanging-out again now that it's not winter.  Personally, I'd rather enjoy that, especially since Teagan's moved to Ottawa.Not that I don't want to hang out with you guys while she's here, but because she was the only person who got into contact with me and actually did hang out with me (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/108292329345912288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/108292329345912288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108292329345912288' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-108044340482548588</id><published>2004-03-27T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T22:12:38.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm sure there's tons of people reading this, what with my impeccable update schedule and all.&gt;_&gt; &lt;_&lt;Yeah, the past couple months have been absolutely horrible... periods of severe depression...  Thursday I ended up crying myself to sleep.  I don't even know why.Well, until next time I actually remember to update this.  Buh-bye.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/108044340482548588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/108044340482548588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#108044340482548588' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-107644013859164350</id><published>2004-02-10T14:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T14:10:45.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yep, I still have no internet and I'm updating this crazy thing 'cause I'm at Teagz'ss's'sss and I can.  According to Sir Jefferton IV, Esq., the server my site was on went kablooey, and he's working on getting it fixed.Plus, Teagz said she may be giving me some money towards paying for my birth certificate, so I'll most likely be able to get my ID soon.. and providing I can manage to get some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/107644013859164350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/107644013859164350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107644013859164350' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-107376531030246601</id><published>2004-01-10T15:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T15:09:46.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, isn't this just craptastic?  I miss a couple weeks of internet at mom's only to find out thereisamonkeyinmypants.com has gone down ;_;.  Would've been nice if someone would have told me about it :POh well, it's not like I would've updated much today anyway.  It'll be back.. once I get the money.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/107376531030246601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/107376531030246601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107376531030246601' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-107074641536305184</id><published>2003-12-06T16:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T16:34:17.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Updating this here thing from my mom's &gt;_&gt; &lt;_&lt;.I've been working on RPG Maker games and playing Tony Hawk games for GBA and Playstation (1) most of the time lately.  I've actually been able to survive without the internet, but my e-mail gets retarded.  I had 179 spams and 44 new messages today &gt;_&gt; &lt;_&lt;.Oh well, until we get some money, I'm continuing to be without internet.  So yeah, for the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/107074641536305184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/107074641536305184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107074641536305184' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-106994956424044207</id><published>2003-11-27T11:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T11:33:33.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, update on the situation:Dad's going for a job interview, so he may be getting a job soon, plus he's trying to get proof of name change so he can begin recieving Canada Pension.So I may have the internet back sooner than I thought.  If not though, I still have my backup plan of getting myself a job and paying for it myself.  Just waiting on my ID still -_-(Of course, I'm still losing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106994956424044207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106994956424044207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106994956424044207' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-106979010891247877</id><published>2003-11-25T14:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T14:55:39.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>These are like so totally cool!And there's a couple of them from Naruto. &gt;_&gt; &lt;_&lt;  Near the end.. Kakashi and Sasuke.Oh yeah, and I've got 2 days of internet left... unless I win the lottery tomorrow or something.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106979010891247877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106979010891247877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106979010891247877' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-106886921003566099</id><published>2003-11-14T23:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T00:24:16.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wee...Every single god damn thing in my life is turning to shit and there's not a GOD DAMNED THING I CAN DO ABOUT IT.If we don't pay by the 27th, they're shutting off the cable.  Which means no TV (which I rarely watch anyway) and no internet.  I could probably get by on playing video games and shit, but the losing contact with like.. almost every single one of my friends is sure to drive me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106886921003566099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106886921003566099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106886921003566099' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-106774238739266431</id><published>2003-11-01T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-01T22:06:26.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been in a shitty mood all day today.  I have no idea why.. I just woke up in a crappy mood.  The smallest, stupidest things have been setting me off.  And now I think Teagan's pissed at me because she showed up at my place out of nowhere today and expected me to be all sunshine and rainbows, then was disappointed when I wasn't.I just wanted today to be a me day.  Just me sitting alone at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106774238739266431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106774238739266431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106774238739266431' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-106549958910020078</id><published>2003-10-07T00:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-07T00:06:29.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, here we are... a week after my birthday, and I've still only got presents from two people.  My mom didn't even buy me anything.Not really a big deal, just thought I'd mention it so I had something to blog.As far as life goes, I have no problems of my own to deal with at the moment.  The ID thing is on hold until I get my birth certificate replaced, so I can't do anyhing about that at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106549958910020078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106549958910020078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106549958910020078' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-106468185137221725</id><published>2003-09-27T12:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-27T12:57:30.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, my birthday's tomorrow... and at the rate I'm going today, it looks like it's going to be another fun-fun nervous fucking breakdown.I can't be leaving the house for too long, because as it's also Nicole's birthday, there's a barbecue to which I am included... and I can't invite multiple people over because Nicole's already invited a lot of her friends.  And the singular person I could </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106468185137221725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106468185137221725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_09_21_archive.html#106468185137221725' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-106358975097916681</id><published>2003-09-14T21:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T21:38:43.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, everything seems to be worked out now. I just need to remind myself that I need to do these things tomorrow:Call OHIP to inquire about getting lost health card replacedDo laundry.Finish up the resume.E-mail resume to mom and Teagz for proofreading and making sure it looks getting-job-worthy.Check to see if we have the camera back yet.Well, I think that's it.  And yes, I actually read my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106358975097916681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106358975097916681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_09_14_archive.html#106358975097916681' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-106347370953938108</id><published>2003-09-13T13:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-13T13:21:49.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, Chris is probably going to want Killer back soon, so that means we're going to have to give up the kittens as well.  And what with recent events, I'm not sure whether or not Teagz still wants to adopt one of the kittens and have it live here.  If she could get in contact with me and tell me whether she still does or not, that'd be nice.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106347370953938108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106347370953938108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106347370953938108' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-106316933366580530</id><published>2003-09-10T00:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T00:48:53.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>12-year old sued by RIAA"Nobody likes playing the heavy and having to resort to litigation," RIAA president Cary Sherman said in a statement. "But when your product is being regularly stolen, there comes a time when you have to take appropriate action."Yeah.. more like:  "Nobody likes playing the heavy and having to resort to bully tactics and frivolous lawsuits," RIAA president Cary Sherman </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106316933366580530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106316933366580530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106316933366580530' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-106306583614267697</id><published>2003-09-08T20:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T20:03:56.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In case you people didn't click the link at the end of that post, the entire post was a huge joke.  No, I didn't make this layout... no, I don't hate my parents.. and no, I don't like Linkin Park.  Don't worry :P</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106306583614267697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106306583614267697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106306583614267697' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-106294936243490222</id><published>2003-09-07T11:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-07T11:43:01.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I made this layout with my l33t photoshop skillz!!  I rule at photoshop so much because I'm the photoshop mastar!  Best layout evar!!!111I hate my parents because they suck.  In fact, their the suckiest bunch of suck that ever sucked in a great big bag of suck, now with 50% more suck!  And I &lt;3 Linkin Park so much, they're the gr8est band evar!  I can relate with their songs so much because I'M</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106294936243490222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106294936243490222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106294936243490222' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-106248260862407893</id><published>2003-09-02T02:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-02T15:06:33.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Huzzah!  Another definition for me!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106248260862407893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106248260862407893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106248260862407893' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-106209881823278056</id><published>2003-08-28T15:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-28T15:26:58.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I've made the doctor's appointment now, and it's on Thursday, September 4th, at 3:20 pm.  If I haven't left by 3pm, then bitch at me to go.  But huzzah, I've actually made the appointment, now I'll just have to get mom or something to pay for it, then I'll get it.. and get my health card and SIN card replaced...Then, I'll get mom to help me with my resume, and maybe ask Teagz to pick me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106209881823278056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106209881823278056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106209881823278056' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-106209338285803694</id><published>2003-08-28T13:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-28T13:56:22.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I haven't called the doctor yet... and Nicole's currently on the phone...  but I have a bargain in mind to motivate me to call the doctor.. it's just whether she'll actually agree with it or not...In other news, It's my birthday exactly a month from now.  I already know exactly what I want.. but I'm probably not going to get any of it.  Not because it costs too much, because everything I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106209338285803694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106209338285803694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106209338285803694' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-106193419468875630</id><published>2003-08-26T17:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-26T17:43:14.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey you people, remind me to call the doctor's on Thursday, because I keep forgetting.  The things is, if I get enough people messaging me, reminding me to call the doctor's, I'll get so annoyed with it all that I'll just call the doctor's to stop the annoyance.Brilliant plan, isn't it?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106193419468875630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106193419468875630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106193419468875630' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-106143953399577847</id><published>2003-08-21T00:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T00:18:54.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Note to all, I'm a lazy bastard and I don't feel like changing the template of my blog to reflect how I'm currently doing, so it's currently staying the same until I get something else to throw up there.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106143953399577847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106143953399577847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106143953399577847' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-106131650452161077</id><published>2003-08-19T14:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-19T15:29:07.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Note: Links to other people's blogs removed because they're either a) no longer updated, or b) being spied on by other people who are probably finding it through mine.I'd tell you to leave a message on my tagboard if you still want me to link to your blog/journal, but tagboard is being retarded today... so uhh.. e-mail me or msn me or some crap like that.EDIT: Ok, tagboard's working again... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106131650452161077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106131650452161077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106131650452161077' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-106114402661242136</id><published>2003-08-17T14:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-18T04:13:22.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You're a Classic Cup 'O' Joe! What Kind of Coffee are You? brought to you by QuizillaDaphne Who 's Your Inner Sexy Cartoon Chick ? brought to you by QuizillaYou're whats her face! You must be a nice girl,just watch out for those possums! A Homestarrunner quiz -  Which TEEN GIRL SQUAD girl are you? [good pictures, trust me] brought to you by QuizillaOPOSSUMS!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106114402661242136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106114402661242136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106114402661242136' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-106058381244335191</id><published>2003-08-11T02:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-11T03:14:21.830-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yep, I'm officially an idiot.  I act on impulse and fuck everything up for myself again.Go me.I really shouldn't have blamed Steve for it, and I have no idea why I did.  Maybe it was just the first name that popped into my head when thinking about people that might have something against Teagan... I don't know.  I overreacted, and I am sorry.  Especially sorry to steve for blaming him without</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106058381244335191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106058381244335191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_08_10_archive.html#106058381244335191' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-106020377516793123</id><published>2003-08-06T17:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-06T17:02:55.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeah, I gave up on quitting smoking.  My reasons for doing it weren't too great, and I was just going through way too much crap myself... I needed my emotional crutch too much.So I'm smoking again.  Thanks Teagz for trying to help, I really appreciate it, and I hope you'll still be there next time I try and do it... as hopefully next time I'll have better reasons for quitting.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106020377516793123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106020377516793123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#106020377516793123' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-106005836230567363</id><published>2003-08-05T00:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-05T00:39:22.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today at Mac's was pretty uneventful.  We talked about stuff... Teagz left for a talk with Andrew and said she'd be back... Steve and Keg left to get high... Rowan, Josh and Nick took a taxi home... Sarah and I talked about stuff while we waited there for Teagz, Steve and/or Keg to get back...  I got a free lighter and $2 from the bench... Steve and Keg came back... We rescued a hungry kitty from</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106005836230567363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/106005836230567363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#106005836230567363' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-105995926543025587</id><published>2003-08-03T21:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-03T21:07:45.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeah... I'm officially quitting smoking.  And Teagz is helping me.  I already put her through so much tonight.. and I'm honestly sorry.  I was totally cranky... I had (and still have) a killer headache.. my chest hurt like a bitch.. and I could hardly breathe...I'm really sorry that I made her go all the way up to Shoppers to buy me some Nicorette with Andrew's money.. and refused to go along </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105995926543025587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105995926543025587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#105995926543025587' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-105985108111290505</id><published>2003-08-02T15:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-02T15:04:41.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What Anime Vampire Are You?Woo.And I keep seeing rabbits.  Every time I walk home I see rabbits.  Last night I saw two along McKay.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105985108111290505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105985108111290505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105985108111290505' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-105960040433950540</id><published>2003-07-30T17:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-30T17:28:07.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Will Dain Survive A Pit Match Against Clinton And Bush?.0% chance Bush would kill you..0% chance Clinton would kill you..0% chance he would sexually harass you..100% chance you would kill them.Enter CombatBooya, I'm a Clinton and Bush ass-kicking machine!Now, back to my regularly scheduled shitty day :/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105960040433950540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105960040433950540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105960040433950540' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-105954077901566560</id><published>2003-07-30T00:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-30T00:54:52.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok.. here's what happened today.  Did some photo-shooting avec Teagz...   It was too hot, so we ended up going down to Mac's after getting only half the shots.Sarah and Paul were there when we got there.. Sarah was feeling icky, so Paul drove her home... Teagz was thirsty, so I finished my Paul-smoke, then walked home to get a dollar for her to borrow.  Then she got a Froster and we walked up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105954077901566560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105954077901566560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105954077901566560' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-105936399338321667</id><published>2003-07-27T23:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-27T23:46:33.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay.. let's see if I can remember these in the order they happened (I wrote them down so I wouldn't forget)Ok... Mike Pitcher showed up near the beginning of the Mac'sness... Luke talked about hating his mom.. again... Heath drawded comics about Luke hating his mom... Sarah got drunk and became known as "Drunky McTankedston" and "The Lady of the Dance"...   Mike, Heath and I had a conversation</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105936399338321667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105936399338321667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105936399338321667' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-105918801484515675</id><published>2003-07-25T22:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-25T22:54:46.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tonight at Mac's was pretty uneventful.  We drew pictures!.. and we talked!And Paul showed up.  And he talked for a bit before leaving.  Then we talked some more.  Then Steve and Keg showed up and they didn't talk much because they smoked themselves retarded on the pot :P  (the pot... heh)  Then Steve and Keg got pizza... which made us all even more hungry than we were... So Heath left... then </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105918801484515675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105918801484515675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105918801484515675' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-105916199470611996</id><published>2003-07-25T15:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-25T15:39:54.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just want to let Teagz know that anytime she needs to talk about anything, she can feel free to call me.  Seriously.I've said it before multiple times, and I still mean it.   Something tells me she forgets I said that... or that she thinks I don't mean it anymore.  Just a feeling I've been getting lately.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105916199470611996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105916199470611996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105916199470611996' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-105905412268678522</id><published>2003-07-24T09:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-24T11:56:43.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Woo... 5 hours of sleep, black coffee and no cigarettes.  Yeah, I'm in the best mood EVER for today -_-...  Something else to piss me off would be a rather bad idea right now... at least until I get a cigarette from my sister...Got cigarette from dad, calmed down now. :DOh yeah.. I got that thing off my chest... but I did it over the phone.   It felt forced and just didn't seem right.  I'd </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105905412268678522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105905412268678522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105905412268678522' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-105902147714963607</id><published>2003-07-24T00:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-24T00:47:53.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First things first:  Actions do NOT speak louder than words.Now, the way things are going, I don't think I'm ever going to get this one thing off my chest.  Ever.  Just found myself hating myself as I walked home.    And it's all because I'm never going to find the courage or the right moment to get this thing off my chest.  I ended up crying.  Because I'm never going to say it.  I've told her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105902147714963607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105902147714963607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105902147714963607' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-105847637055016558</id><published>2003-07-17T17:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-17T17:12:50.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm currently publishing this with MozBlog, directly from my browser. Mmm... go Mozilla. So yeah, I'm really just doing this to see if it works or not.  If it does, then huzzah.. if not, then oh well. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105847637055016558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105847637055016558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105847637055016558' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-105798646094669819</id><published>2003-07-12T01:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-12T01:07:41.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, Teagz came over and somewhat cheered me up.  I'm in a good mood enough to be stupid and silly again, at least.  And on that note... HERE'S A QUIZ!!!!!... that I stole borrowed indefinitely from Heath.-If I were a month I would be: September, because I'm an unoriginal bastard!-If I were a day of the week I would be: Monday, just to spite all them working people.-If I were a time of day I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105798646094669819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105798646094669819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105798646094669819' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-105796233884879527</id><published>2003-07-11T18:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-11T18:25:38.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>... The only cat that I was actually attached to died today... It hit me that he was going to die soon last night when I was getting myself food.  I saw him lying there.. and he was just so skinny.. even his face was completely emaciated...  I had a good cry when I saw that...I was really hoping he'd live until Teagz got back from the cottage, so she could see him one last time before he died..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105796233884879527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105796233884879527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105796233884879527' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-105703302695243763</id><published>2003-07-01T00:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-01T00:17:07.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A wonderful rant about the Playstation Portable:Let me remind you all that the fucking thing doubles as a GPS.  A god damned GPS.  What the hell is anyone going to need that for?  "OMG!  I was playing FF7 for my PSP so long that I wandered a mile away from home!  How am I supposed to get back?!"The PSP's library is mostly going to be composed of remakes of old Playstation games.  It'll be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105703302695243763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105703302695243763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#105703302695243763' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-390405467</id><published>2003-06-25T15:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-03-09T11:44:48.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I haven't had a good night's sleep in over a week...  and I had yet another nervous breakdown the moment I woke up.  Fun.You Get Off on Cinderella!You're not sure why, but the idea of being a servant (or owning one) turns you on:Nothing like French maids, English butlers, and German discipline!Who cares whether 'tis better to serve or be served?Either way you can't wait to get down and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/390405467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/390405467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#390405467' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-105651356393592614</id><published>2003-06-24T23:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-24T23:59:46.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Psst... Check the last definition over here &gt;_&gt; &lt;_&lt;.. and show it to Keg.http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=sack</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105651356393592614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105651356393592614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105651356393592614' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-105647854633849506</id><published>2003-06-24T14:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-24T14:15:46.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, with mom moving out and us owing around $950 for Hydro and Gas, we're going on welfare for a while until we all get jobs.  I'm planning on calling OHIP to inquire about my Health Card tomorrow, and I still need to get in touch with mom to get the rest of the information I need to fill out the application for a replacement birth certificate.So far, I'm looking at about $45 in fees for ID </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105647854633849506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105647854633849506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105647854633849506' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-105617308006961873</id><published>2003-06-21T01:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-21T01:24:40.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Come noon, my life will officially be shit.  Mom's leaving for good.  I'll have until September to get a job, or we're going to lose the house.  Why can't everything just go back to the way it was?  Why the fuck does this have to happen?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105617308006961873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105617308006961873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_06_15_archive.html#105617308006961873' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-105577858909774606</id><published>2003-06-16T11:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-16T11:49:49.143-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well shit.  Mom moved her computer out of the house.  God.  The parent I most wanted to not move out seems to be the one that is.I didn't want to think about this whole divorce thing... I was hoping that they'd just stay together long enough for me to get a job... maybe even wait for me to move out first.  And to think, I originally woke up in a good mood.  Now I just feel like absolute shit.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105577858909774606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105577858909774606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_06_15_archive.html#105577858909774606' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-105543423261328470</id><published>2003-06-12T12:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-12T17:14:52.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Which Persona 2: Innocent Sin Character are you?Will edit in a surveyish thing that Teagz sent me later.  (LATER IS NOW!  THIS THURSDAY! THURSDAY!! THURSDAY!!!)THREE THINGS THAT SCARE ME: 01 | Uhh.. Bea02 | Arthur03 | Naked?THREE PEOPLE WHO MAKE ME LAUGH: 01 | Teagz.  Usually because she's tickling me &gt;_&gt; &lt;_&lt;02 | Paul, because of our stupid conversations.03 | Heath, because of our </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105543423261328470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/105543423261328470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#105543423261328470' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-95249961</id><published>2003-06-03T15:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-03T15:29:13.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As far as I can recall, I had no exciting adventures yesterday.  But hey, at least I'm happy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/95249961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/95249961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95249961' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-95177966</id><published>2003-06-02T00:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-02T00:51:27.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whelp, IRC people and video games cheered me up somewhat, then Teagz came by, returned my sweatshirt and gave me a much-needed hug, and so I'm going to be going to bed happy tonight.  Even though it'll technically be this morning... it's 12:43 AM... yeesh.Anyway, we have milk now, so I'm assuming that I'll wake up happy tomo... later today, have my morning coffee and be all chipper and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/95177966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/95177966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95177966' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-95154139</id><published>2003-06-01T11:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-01T11:13:06.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had the most horrible night last night.  I couldn't get to sleep because of the cat meowing incessantly outside my window... then by the time I did fall asleep.. I was miserable.  And I woke up just as miserable.  There's no milk, so I can't have my coffee... so I'm tired and miserable.I just need a certain someone to be there for me right now.   could really use her here today.  And that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/95154139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/95154139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95154139' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-95046720</id><published>2003-05-29T15:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-29T15:28:47.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It seems that every time I bitch about something on my blog, it gets fixed...So why don't I have a million dollars?  It's stupid and annoys me.  I need a million dollars! :P(I seriously doubt that's going to work &gt;_&gt; &lt;_&lt;)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/95046720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/95046720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#95046720' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-94951898</id><published>2003-05-27T15:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-27T15:24:39.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Huzzah... it's nearing the end of the month, and you know what that means!That's right, it's time for Cogeco to fuck with my cable connection!  I don't know why the hell we're paying them for this piece of shit connection.Anyway, if anyone needs to get in touch with me, I'd suggest phoning, as I don't know how long I'll be able to be online.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/94951898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/94951898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#94951898' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-94902613</id><published>2003-05-26T13:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-27T01:48:36.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, got that whole mess sorted out with Teagz.  Too bad we were out of milk today... had to drink the last of my Rolo-flavored coffee.But oh well, I woke up in a mostly good mood, and upon getting that thing sorted out, I'm in a much better mood.  Now, I just need to check if I can edit the damn blog template now.. 'cause it was royally screwed up yesterday.Update: Huzzah, they fixed the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/94902613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/94902613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#94902613' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-94874904</id><published>2003-05-25T19:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-25T20:35:29.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Apparently, according to Eric, Teagan's next door neighbour, Teagan gave all my magic cards to her boyfriend.As a result, I've sent an e-mail to Teagan asking her to tell me the truth.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/94874904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/94874904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#94874904' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-94859628</id><published>2003-05-25T10:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-25T10:21:25.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You Are A Vanilla Flavored Condom!Yummy and easygoing - unless it comes to kinky sex.You innocently seek romance and are often lured into compromising positions.You're the most likely of all flavors to be a virgin.What Flavor Condom Are *You*?More Great Quizzes from Quiz DivaI'm so bland o_O.And now, a poem I wrote like.. 4-5 weeks ago while staring out my bedroom window at the moon.  You </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/94859628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/94859628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#94859628' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-94827285</id><published>2003-05-24T10:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-24T23:16:54.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Only one thing to update today:Happy birfday, Teagz!Now, unless something crazy and unexpected happens later today, that's my blog post for today.(Update:  Nothing crazy and unexpected happened, unfortunately.)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/94827285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/94827285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94827285' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-94756228</id><published>2003-05-22T17:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-22T17:51:34.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had an interesting experience this morning.  There was a guy in a van parked outside our house, staring in the window occasionally.  My mother came upstairs to tell me about it, so I went downstairs to see it for myself.  When this guy saw more than one person in the house, he drove away.Freaky.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/94756228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/94756228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94756228' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-94560521</id><published>2003-05-18T22:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-18T22:56:09.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I went out hanging out with Paul and Ree tonight.  Just got back.  We were sitting at Macs, attempting to watch the fireworks and such, but were failing miserably.  So we drove around trying to find a place to park to get a better view and couldn't find one.  Then the fireworks ended, so we drove around and Paul yelled at all the pedestrians, eventually culminating in pretending to need </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/94560521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/94560521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94560521' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-94402480</id><published>2003-05-15T14:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-16T13:02:38.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had originally planned to go down to the school today, but when I was still wide awake at 6 am, I decided to scrap that plan and turn off my alarm.  4 hours of sleep would not be good for me at all.I'm feeling better, and not as sick (still have the occasional cough), and I'm actually in a pretty good mood. :D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/94402480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/94402480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94402480' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-94290093</id><published>2003-05-13T17:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-13T17:56:12.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blecch.. I'm even more sick today.. but my throat doesn't hurt as much, which is a good thing.  I took forever to get to sleep last night because of my hurty throat.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/94290093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/94290093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94290093' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-94232401</id><published>2003-05-12T19:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-12T19:33:23.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Update from previous post:  I'm not depressed anymore.  Just throat-hurty.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/94232401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/94232401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94232401' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-94215850</id><published>2003-05-12T14:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-12T14:07:43.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I find myself really missing Teagz.  Sure, I've talked to her occasionally, but I haven't actually seen her in months.  I miss hanging out with her.  I miss getting tickled into submission.  I miss her beating me up when I destroyed the local ecosystem in Chrono Cross.I woke up really depressed today.. and I don't know why.  Maybe it's because I miss her.  Or maybe it's for some completely </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/94215850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/94215850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94215850' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-94003321</id><published>2003-05-08T14:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T14:06:18.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I'm back from my 5 days of no internet now.  Silly cable modem shorted or something and wasn't getting power at all, and we had to wait until today to get a replacement.  Just Czeched my e-mail and must now announce my livingness to people who don't read this.I admit I should've called Teagz and let her know I was alright during my 5 days of no internet.  So if you worried about me Teagz,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/94003321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/94003321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#94003321' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-93659269</id><published>2003-05-02T12:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-02T13:04:18.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm Famous!....... or notI was mentioned in Capcom's May Game Point newsletter for making fun of Total Recall.If there are any ladies (or "bicurious" guys) out there who'd like to date me, do it now while I'm still poor and attainable. Once the fame goes to my head, I'll be snorting crack through $100 bills and dating all of the members of Liveonrelease at once.:D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/93659269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/93659269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93659269' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-93563410</id><published>2003-04-30T20:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-30T20:41:06.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Absolutely nothing to update with except these quizzes:The Completely Pointless Personality Quizdiscover what candy you are @ stvlive.com    AQUAYou enjoy life, humor, and being exuberant. Wherever you go you usually find yourself stealing the spotlight without even trying. You love to let go and have fun.Find out your color at Stvlive.com!find your inner PIE @ stvlive.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/93563410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/93563410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93563410' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-92615826</id><published>2003-04-14T20:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-14T20:18:08.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got absolutely no sleep last night.It's not because I was depressed, miserable or angry... although I was depressed and miserable... I didn't get any sleep because I was up all night playing Civilization 3 &gt;_&gt; &lt;_&lt;That game is like.. more engrossing than.. something.. that's.. uhh.. really.. engrossing.  It just sucks you in and doesn't let you go.  And I love it so much for that :DTonight</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/92615826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/92615826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92615826' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-92190911</id><published>2003-04-07T22:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-07T22:11:17.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>People always seem to have a way of ruining my good mood days :/Just found out today that my parents are going through with the whole divorce thing, and I'm gonna have to get a job to support myself, and the house.  Which royally blows.It's not the getting a job part I'm worried about... it's the divorce thing.  I really don't want my mother to move out of the house :/If only they could get</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/92190911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/92190911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92190911' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-91442529</id><published>2003-03-26T18:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-04T22:35:55.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The result of boredomYeah, I made a quiz.  Now take it, biznatches.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/91442529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/91442529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91442529' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-91266425</id><published>2003-03-24T02:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-24T02:06:24.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>An excerpt from a rant posted by me on a forum:Yay. A Miyazaki film (Spirited Away) won an oscar, which is an empty award anyway. So some old guys liked it. Yippee. Now every anime site in existence is going to put this in their news. But what does it mean? Absolutely nothing.This particular film, although aimed at "all those who have once been a 10 year old child," was mostly shown as for an</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/91266425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/91266425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91266425' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-90538165</id><published>2003-03-11T14:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-11T21:57:20.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I found a song I wrote a long while ago, and I've been playing it today.  Or at least attempting to, seeing as I've forgotten parts of it &gt;_&gt; &lt;_&lt;I managed to get a good night's sleep last night, only to wake up and have not enough coffee left.  Stupid lack of coffee.  Shouldn't have put so much sugar in my weakened coffee...And now, I rant.  The 80's are coming back.  I don't know why, but I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/90538165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/90538165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90538165' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-89922625</id><published>2003-02-28T16:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-28T17:19:16.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I find myself wondering why Teagz doesn't call me anymore.  She used to call me everyday, and I'd occasionally be the last person she talked to before she went to bed...  I really enjoyed that, and I'm wondering what happened to it.Problem is, she hasn't been online long enough for me to ask her, and I don't call people unless I'm sure they will answer, as I have this problem with talking to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/89922625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/89922625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89922625' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-89736772</id><published>2003-02-25T17:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-25T17:20:17.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I'm in a much better mood today.  My right heel isn't hurting anymore.  I hurt it when I got pissed off at my computer and stupidly kicked the computer desk.  Nice purple bruise resulted.  Couldn't walk properly for days.Now, I just need to scan this stuff for Teagz, but I need to talk to her in order to find out exactly what she wants out of Eric's sketchbook.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/89736772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/89736772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89736772' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-89668538</id><published>2003-02-24T17:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-24T18:01:31.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Remember this:I want to hold you and just never let go...I want to spend one night --One night that seems like we've spent an eternity... in only 2 hours...Maybe I want the impossible...But even that seems possible when I'm with you...It's still not finished, but I still mean it.Apparently people take me for granted and take advantage of me.  What happens when I'm not there for you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/89668538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/89668538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89668538' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-89149504</id><published>2003-02-15T12:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-15T12:43:27.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whelp, no nervous breakdown yesterday, all thanks to an inadvertent action of my sister's.   When I went downstairs for some food and noticed that I wasn't allowed to eat the dishwasher, it brightened my day considerably.On another note, I can't type this morning.  Must have more coffee...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/89149504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/89149504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#89149504' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-89102657</id><published>2003-02-14T13:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-14T13:06:00.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fuck Valentine's Day.  You don't need a fucking bullshit commercialist holiday.  You don't need a special fucking day to show a significant other how much you care, as you should be doing that every fucking day.On another note, today has already started off fucking horrible, and I'm probably going to end up having a nervous breakdown before the day is over.  Isn't that fucking grand?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/89102657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/89102657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#89102657' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-88951987</id><published>2003-02-11T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-11T22:48:13.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Best.  Comic.  Ever.That's all I have to say today.  Really.*goes back to singing along with Pierrot - Agitator*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/88951987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/88951987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88951987' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-88867628</id><published>2003-02-10T15:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-10T15:21:33.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, well, I'm updating my blog again at the urge of a certain few people.I got four hours of sleep last night.  Woo.  I went to bed at 2am, fell asleep at 4am, and woke up at 8am.  Then I spent the next 5 hours trying to fall back asleep... to no avail.  I was supposed to give the two books back to Teagz today, but I was just too damn tired to do anything.  Tom'll just have to walk his ass up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/88867628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/88867628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88867628' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-88189748</id><published>2003-01-28T21:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-28T22:40:45.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As you people are bitching at me to update, I shall.Nothing is happening in the life of me.  I sit on my ass all day.  I read before I go to bed.  Woo.  Excitement abound!-_-...Oh yes, and I've found someone who has the most amazingly profound effect on me.  The innate ability to make me happy just by being around.  She doesn't even have to do anything.  Maybe it's some mental or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/88189748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/88189748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88189748' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-87656409</id><published>2003-01-18T18:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-19T00:58:21.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't matter.Don't mind me.  Just going through a period of depression.Whelp, Teagz managed to cheer me up.  Just by being around.  Maybe that's why I care about her so much.  Just something about her that makes me feel.. less crappy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/87656409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/87656409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87656409' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-87425359</id><published>2003-01-14T12:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-14T14:52:53.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I'm single again.  Teagz broke up with me again, which is poopy, but meh.  Must be starting to get used to the whole "being broken up with" thang.  'Cause I didn't cry...  for once.Other than that (which happened like.. last week or so), not much has happened in the life of me.  I've been a lazy, boring slug, sitting on my ass all day and talking to people on the internet while listening </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/87425359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/87425359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87425359' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-86888745</id><published>2003-01-03T14:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-03T14:52:03.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah, the funness of it all...Yesterday, I woke up at 2 minutes before noon.  As my alarm was about to go off, I decided it would be a good idea to turn it off.  So I pushed myself up out of bed with my left arm.  I had extended my arm to its full extent when suddenly it cracked.  Loudly.  Then my alarm went off as I screamed in pain.It's been hurting since then.  At least it doesn't hurt as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/86888745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/86888745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2002_12_29_archive.html#86888745' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-86526285</id><published>2002-12-25T17:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-25T17:52:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, for Christmas, I got me some Metroid Fusion, some CD player that plays MP3 CDs, a very large CD wallet, a pack of smokes from my dad, and a bunch of assorted stuff from Teagz that will apparently be explained on the tape that came with it that I can't watch until I get my camera back from her.Well, unless I buy one of them special tapes that fit in a VHS VCR and let you play 8mm tapes in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/86526285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/86526285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2002_12_22_archive.html#86526285' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-86503851</id><published>2002-12-24T23:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-25T00:46:27.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  Which lj user are you? quiz made by  What kind of porno would you star in? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/86503851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/86503851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2002_12_22_archive.html#86503851' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-86469895</id><published>2002-12-24T01:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-24T01:57:56.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Teagz cheered me up, and now I am no longer pissed off... just hungry... I haven't eaten all day...The second paragraph in that previous post may also be disregarded, as it no longer applies.And so far, there is a grand total of one Christmas present underneath our Christmas tree.  And it's mine.  And it's from Teagz.  I have two other unwrapped presents which haven't been opened yet which </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/86469895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/86469895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2002_12_22_archive.html#86469895' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-86457166</id><published>2002-12-23T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-23T20:49:39.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When was the last time I spent time with my friends?  It's been so long that I can't even remember.  No one ever invites me anywhere, and the only person who's even bothered to make plans with me lately has been Teagz.But I guess it's to be expected.  I mean, I'm the single guy.  I don't have a girlfriend, so I don't get to be around.I dunno..  I'm just really pissed off.  Not pissed off at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/86457166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/86457166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2002_12_22_archive.html#86457166' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-86376219</id><published>2002-12-21T18:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-21T18:55:22.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, hope everyone has a good Winter Solstice.That's really all I have to say today...I should be building my bookshelf... but I'm not...  I'll get to it eventually.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/86376219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/86376219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86376219' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-86254915</id><published>2002-12-18T23:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-18T23:50:50.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, despite this recurring depression, I think this year's christmas may actually turn out good for me.Which is good.It'll turn out better if you buy me stuff though... And no.. I did not change my template.. of course not.  Those links were always there...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/86254915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/86254915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86254915' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-86145363</id><published>2002-12-16T22:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-16T22:26:57.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I figured out what cheap stuff friends can buy me for Christmas if they want to.Striped Tights!  :D  Black and Red, Black and Purple or Black and White would be the preferred colors.  In that order.Some Black nailpolish would be nice as well.  :D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/86145363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/86145363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86145363' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-86045081</id><published>2002-12-15T17:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-15T17:25:04.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, after that short little lapse of thinking, I'm back into passive dating mode.This just means that I'm not going to be asking anyone out.  But if someone in whom I'm interested asks me out, then I'll say yes.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/86045081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/86045081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86045081' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-85858933</id><published>2002-12-11T17:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-11T19:34:17.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HEY YOU!Buy me Stuff!This link also located on navigation bar to your left.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/85858933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/85858933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85858933' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-85646533</id><published>2002-12-07T13:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-07T13:34:02.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Weeeee... Quiz-o-rific!  Amazing what boredom can make you do. What kind of punk kid are you? brought to you by Quizilla Which Final Fantasy X Character Are You? brought to you by Quizilla Which Utena girl are you? brought to you by Quizilla Which one of my favorite Final Fantasy characters are you? brought to you by Quizilla What Final Fantasy VI Character Are You? brought to you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/85646533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/85646533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85646533' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-85550317</id><published>2002-12-05T14:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-05T14:05:34.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I stoled this one from benathan[ Last Time ]Really Smiled : Last night before going to bed, being particularly gay from having hung out with Teagz.Laughed : Reading Ben's answers to this survey.Cried : way back when in October.Bought something : 3 days ago... off the internet.Danced : Yesterday.  By myself.Were sarcastic : 3 minutes ago?Kissed someone : .. had to be at least a month ago</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/85550317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/85550317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85550317' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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-3200849.post-85488746</id><published>2002-12-04T11:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-04T12:01:49.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night, I did three stupid things.First of all, I ditched Teagz.  I'd already said I'd hang out with her earlier in the day, but then I got invited to play capture the flag with my other friends and I basically blew Teagz off.Then the capture the flag got cancelled.  I hate myself even more now.  Isn't it wonderful?The second thing I did was going against what I'd said earlier...  that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/85488746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3200849/posts/default/85488746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dainkinkaide.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85488746' title=''/><author><name>Dain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03221655251578763193</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>
