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  <title>Sarcasm is just one more service I offer.</title>
  <subtitle>Brian Thomas Haase</subtitle>
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    <name>Brian Thomas Haase</name>
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  <updated>2006-04-03T02:36:59Z</updated>
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    <title>School Schedule</title>
    <published>2006-04-03T02:36:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-03T02:36:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Watching TV</lj:music>
    <content type="html">If anyone cares, here's my school schedule for MHCC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday:&lt;br /&gt; 10:00 am - 10:50 am | Computer Concepts I (CIS120 / Room 1005 / Section 01)&lt;br /&gt; 12:00 pm - 12:50 pm | English Composition (WR122 / Room 2755 / Section 09)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: &lt;br /&gt; 12:10 pm - 02:00 pm | Beginning Algebra II (MTH65 / Room 1605 / Section 07)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt; 10:00 am - 10:50 am | Computer Concepts I (CIS120 / Room 1005 / Section 01)&lt;br /&gt; 12:00 pm - 12:50 pm | English Composition (WR122 / Room 2755 / Section 09)&lt;br /&gt; 01:10 pm - 04:00 pm | Concepts Lab I (CIS120L / Room 2604 / Section 07)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: &lt;br /&gt; 12:10 pm - 02:00 pm | Beginning Algebra II (MTH65 / Room 1605 / Section 07)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt; 10:00 am - 10:50 am | Computer Concepts I (CIS120 / Room 1005 / Section 01)&lt;br /&gt; 12:00 pm - 12:50 pm | English Composition (WR122 / Room 2755 / Section 09)&lt;br /&gt; 01:10 pm - 02:00 pm | Beginning Algebra II (MTH65 / Room 1605 / Section 07)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cyber_aeon:49254</id>
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    <title>I still totally rock.</title>
    <published>2006-02-14T04:29:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-14T04:30:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Smashmouth - Diggin' Your Scene</lj:music>
    <content type="html">An update of the already sexy engine.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bottledkarma.com/testbed/minesweep/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bottledkarma.com/testbed/minesweep/minesweep2.gif" alt="Minesweep!" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you click on a cell to clear it, or CTRL+Click on a cell to set a flag.  Clicking normally again will remove the flag. The game will end when you blow your limbs off or once you've flagged every mine and cleared the remaining cells.  The graphics got a TINY update, but i'll still need to find a whole new tileset to make it all purdy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cyber_aeon:49126</id>
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    <title>I totally rule.</title>
    <published>2006-02-13T09:32:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-13T09:33:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Maroon 5 - Harder To Breathe</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I so totally rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bottledkarma.com/testbed/minesweep/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bottledkarma.com/testbed/minesweep/minesweep1.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five hours of work.  Booyah.  It needs some work yet, but it's still pretty kickass. Give it a shot, drop me line to let me know what you think or to inform me of any bugs you might find.  Or suggestions for improvement, for that matter - and yes, I know the graphics suck, bite me.  I'll find someone to help me clean them up later. :-P</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cyber_aeon:45907</id>
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    <title>Now Friends Only!</title>
    <published>2005-12-03T05:00:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-03T05:04:10Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cyber_aeon:45251</id>
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    <title>Bored</title>
    <published>2005-11-18T05:18:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-18T05:18:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Nothing</lj:music>
    <content type="html">La la la. Under Adrie's advice, i'm writing a journal entry. Except i'm not sure what to write about, so bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's new? Pretty much nothing. Been playing some video games, just got 'The Movies' - Fun fun fun. Nothing like writing your own movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored, but comfortable. Been sitting around home, cleaning my room, planning out my next few projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching CSI right now. I'm a CSI addict, sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad, nothing to write about now. More later.</content>
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    <title>I've had a wonderful evening. This wasn't it.</title>
    <published>2005-10-31T22:07:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-02T18:59:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Oasis - Supersonic</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I hate everyone. &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Bad mood over. ^.^</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cyber_aeon:44279</id>
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    <title>The more people I meet, the more I like my dog.</title>
    <published>2005-10-26T19:54:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-26T19:54:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Miyavi - Peter Pan Syndrome</lj:music>
    <content type="html">You just can't help but laugh when your hanging around downtown portland. You will find the FUNNIEST looking people, I swear to god. It's such an ego booster too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a guy today who looked like Gengis Khan. Or... what Gengis Khan WOULD have looked like if he shaved his head and owned a pit bull. Otherwise, to a T. Long, black Gengis Khan beard. Gengis Khan face structure. And even the ugly little fuzzy hat. It was creepy and so, so goddamned funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have slightly odd standards though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm just on break at lunch and i'll have to get back soon, so I won't write too much more. I would like to note how fucking tired I am right now though. I was already tired when I woke up - kept setting my alarm forward as much as possible until I had no choice but to get up. Then I took a double dose of Benadryl because my allergies were so bad - BAD, BAD STUPID BAD idea. Christ. Two of those fuckers will shut your ass DOWN. Two things happens:&lt;br /&gt; A) It sucks every drop of mositure out of your body. EVERY. Permanent cotton mouth, &lt;br /&gt;    no matter how much you drink.&lt;br /&gt; B) It puts your ass DOWN. Sleepy down. "I'm falling asleep while standing up." fucking asleep. &lt;br /&gt;    NyQuil asleep. You get the drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right now, i'm finally starting to recover. Twelve bottles of water and two Dr. Peppers later, i'm finally shaking this drowsy thing enough to... maybe make it through the day. I'm certaily not expecting any miracles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, catch you all later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Tapper</content>
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    <title>Brain evacuation - Everyone out of the boat!</title>
    <published>2005-10-21T21:22:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-21T21:22:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bloodhound Gang - Something Diabolical</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay, so I have to start writing this shit down because some of it's funny and I might actually.. use it for something. I have no idea what though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene from a movie. (Humorous thief movie probably)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting: A character is making contact with two 'business partners'. The two parties have never met before. All three characters are in street clothes, trying to look inconspicious. Lead character is wearing a black hoodie, dark sunglasses and a pair of headphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene: Main character approachs the two slightly less disguised 'business partners'. They exchange some words, and suddenly a cop drives down the street. One of the business partners - who is clearly the idiot sidekick - starts to freak out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiot Sidekick: 'It's a trap, man. It's the cops!'&lt;br /&gt;Leader: *Looking suspicious* 'It's just a patrol. Right, bud?' *Looks at the main character*&lt;br /&gt;Main Character nods.&lt;br /&gt;Idiot Sidekick: *Still freaking* No way, I don't trust this guy.&lt;br /&gt;The Idiot Sidekick lunges out and grabs the main character. Pulls his shirt up and sees a cord.&lt;br /&gt;Idiot Sidekick: 'Christ, he's wearing a goddamn wire!' *Sidekick starts to reach for a gun*&lt;br /&gt;Leader bitchslaps the Sidekick. &lt;br /&gt;Leader: 'It's his headphones, you dumbass.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I got at the minute. I'll probably through more of this shit up here later. As I get bored enough.</content>
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    <title>Sweet Mother Of Darkness, Make it stop!</title>
    <published>2005-10-21T15:06:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-21T15:06:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Infernal - From Paris To Berlin</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I had to copy this when I saw it in the paper today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ANNE RICE: The queen of darkness has seen the light, leaving vampires behind for Jesus.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un. Cool. I have to get around to reading some of her work before she starts tainting any of it with jesus-speak. Damnit, Christians! Stop ruining my authors! Bastards.</content>
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    <title>Blatently stolen from Adrienne. &amp;lt;3</title>
    <published>2005-10-21T06:36:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-21T06:36:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bloodhound Gang - I wish I was gay (So I could get chicks)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who have a split personality - cold as ice on the outside but hot as fire in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you can get or discard anytime. You're feeling self centered.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Okay, i'll bite.</title>
    <published>2005-10-20T05:42:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-20T05:44:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>AfterhoursDJs.org - Internet Radio</lj:music>
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&lt;td style="font-color: black;"&gt;Brian took the free ColorQuiz.com personality test!&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Urgently in need of rest, relaxation, peace, and a..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colorquiz.com/cgi-bin/results.cgi?do=print_blog&amp;amp;picked1=7,1,0,2,5,3,4,6,6&amp;amp;picked2=1,7,0,4,3,5,6,2,0&amp;amp;sex=Male&amp;amp;blog_name=Brian"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to read the rest of the results.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cyber_aeon:42500</id>
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    <title>Dumped</title>
    <published>2005-10-13T23:03:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-13T23:03:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>None</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I got dumped already. Last night. Just thought i'd make a note of this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a surprisingly cheery mood though, considering work is a living hell today too. Interesting. I may have finally snapped entirely, but we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bastards better show up Saturday, especially you Adrie. I'll be angry and very un-brian if you don't. :-P</content>
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    <title>Brain Dump (15 Minute Work Break)</title>
    <published>2005-10-11T18:05:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-11T18:05:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Von Bondies - No Regrets</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My laptop is so awesome. I've rigged it up with a full-fledged DVD Studio, so I can make my own movies that I can play in my PS2 or the DVD Player upstairs on the main TV. So sexy. 15 minutes to burn a full DVD iso to disc and i'm ready to rock. I can just dump AVI's and such onto the program - takes almost an hour to make the damnedable ISO though. But I just let it run over night, so it's all ready to roll the next morning. Made a Comedy Central Presents DVD with.. I think eight artists on it. It's pretty cool. Low quality, had to lower it a bit to fit them all on there (EXTENDED PLAY MODE!) but the video was crap to begin with, so I doubt I hurt it much. It's all about the audio anyway. Live and learn though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. No idea what's going on with Heather, notta clue. It's awesome to be around her, but I don't understand her at all or know much of anything about her life. All I know is we don't talk much outside of the dates, and I actually feel like she is ignoring me at times, but that's probably just my paranoia. Nothing new. Anyway, i'm going to try to stay pretty relaxed right now - Neither of us need any more drama right now, and it won't kill me to stay calm about this. If it ends up just falling apart hardly before starting, I might be a bit upset. But until then, we'll see. Enough about that for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I found out that I can make 'Smart playlists' that automatically update when I plug my iPod in. I now have my 'Top 25 Most Played Songs' on the pod, and the 'Five Star Songs' which is a selection of the songs I rated at 5 of 5. There's also an 'Unrated Songs' playlist so I get off my ass to sort them. 'Top 25 Newest' is just the songs i've added lately, which is also good for sorting and such. And just seeing what's new on the pod, really. I'm almost up to 7 gigs, so these playlists are going to be pretty handy. :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break is over, gotta run. Later, all!</content>
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    <title>Thrilled</title>
    <published>2005-10-06T06:37:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-06T06:37:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>None</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Fucking. Happy. I couldn't have hoped for a better date tonight. God. She's so incredible, I feel so natural around her. It's fucking amazing. I can hardly believe it, I just hope we keep doing these dates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write more tomorrow during my work break, but for now I need sleep. And dreams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'night world, and have a good day tomorrow. I'm talking to you too, Adrienne ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booyah. Tomorrow is Payday (Read: Laptop Day) too. This is shaping up to be a good week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOUG. If you get this, call me on my cell. 24/7, remember? I need to know what the fuck that message you sent was about, you have me a bit worried.</content>
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    <title>Whoopdeefuckingdo.</title>
    <published>2005-10-04T17:54:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-04T17:57:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Kasabian - Processed Beats</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Stood up again. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This almost sucks more than just being ignored constantly. Almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I'm getting a laptop this week I think. That should keep me amused for a while. Looks like I get to stick around here a while longer. Woot! It's hard work, but it certainly isn't without it's rewards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'll go poke at Karma a few minutes before my break ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things i've blown money from working on so far:&lt;br /&gt; * Case of Rockstars for a friend.&lt;br /&gt; * Lots of food&lt;br /&gt; * Playstation 2&lt;br /&gt; * Several PS2 Games&lt;br /&gt; * IPOD!&lt;br /&gt; * Treated friends to movie.&lt;br /&gt; * Movie Date with Heather.</content>
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    <title>Cranking Away</title>
    <published>2005-10-03T21:57:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-03T21:57:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Eddie Izzard - Glorious</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yup, i'm at work right now. Taking my afternoon break, getting a chance to wind down a bit. Aside from the annoying surprises, the hardest part of the week is now done. Monday morning, WORST RUN OF THE WEEK. Tons and tons of mail, blah. But each day less mail comes in, and each mail run of the day (We have three) is a lighter load. The afternoon and evening runs are pretty simple, very light and quick. None the less, can't wait to get off work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partially because I want to get out of here and wind down, relax a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partially because I have a date tonight. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see how it goes. Our little chats online aren't stunning or anything, but our last date was just great. Felt so natural, considering I haven't seen her in two years or so. Just.. met up for a movie. Simply a smashing evening. But then our next two plans kinda fell apart, so we'll see how it goes. I'm trying not to talk myself out of this, because i'll be pissed at myself for doing that so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala. Can't wait for work to end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went and saw Serenity. Holy. Hell. Good, good movie. Pissed about a certain part, but it worked well I suppose - actually made me sniffle and feel crappy, appropiate for a death scene. If you saw, liked or even heard of the Firefly series, go see this movie. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wash: This could get interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Mel: Define interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Wash: 'Oh god, Oh god, we're all going to die?'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have for now, I have to get back to work in a bit. More later!</content>
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    <title>Happy Fun Bum Time!</title>
    <published>2005-10-03T18:03:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-03T18:03:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Von Bondies - No Regrets</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Von Bondies - No Regrets&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel buried, you feel bored &lt;br /&gt;No one takes you seriously when your 24 &lt;br /&gt;So shut off your days &lt;br /&gt;And turn on your nights &lt;br /&gt;'cause the chance is for the taking &lt;br /&gt;And the taking's right &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No you really haven't lived life yet &lt;br /&gt;No you really haven't lived life &lt;br /&gt;If you ain't got no regrets &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I did last night &lt;br /&gt;Is none of your concern &lt;br /&gt;You know I feel right &lt;br /&gt;But that's none of your concern &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No you really haven't lived life yet &lt;br /&gt;No you really haven't lived life yet &lt;br /&gt;If you ain't got no regrets &lt;br /&gt;If you ain't got no regrets &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be mistaken &lt;br /&gt;For someone who cares &lt;br /&gt;Oh no, Oh no you wouldn't dare &lt;br /&gt;Your the path here, &lt;br /&gt;The pawn i took, &lt;br /&gt;The sacrificial lamb, &lt;br /&gt;The spineless book &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no you really haven't lived life yet &lt;br /&gt;Oh no you really haven't lived life yet &lt;br /&gt;If you ain't got no regrets &lt;br /&gt;If you ain't got no regrets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>Hi</title>
    <published>2005-10-03T05:29:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-03T05:29:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Von Bondies - No Regrets</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;lt; Not dead. I'm going to try writing more again, maybe while i'm at work. Catch you guys up a bit, drain the brain, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone whose anyone knows the number. More later!</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>To the MAX! Err, sorry.</title>
    <published>2005-08-22T14:25:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-25T02:53:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm on my way to work again, writing from my phone today. I'll probably keep this short because i'll be at my stop in a bit. It's nice riding MAX in the morning - Everyone is nice and quiet. usually it's not too crowded, except for this morning. I like this, it's kinda nice.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cyber_aeon:40300</id>
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    <title>Shaaaaaaaaaawing.</title>
    <published>2005-08-18T01:30:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-18T01:31:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Black Eye Peas - Pump It</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Guess what I finally got? I got a job! Booyah!  (Note: This is contingent on me &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; falling a drug test tomorrow. I think I can manage that &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be working at Northwest Natural Gas downtown - in a security-guarded basement, so - sadly - no drop ins while i'm working. Unless you want shot by security. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a mail room position, i'll be on my feet all day and running around making deliveries and such - but to be honest, it sounds pretty easy and I could use the excerise. Beside, the pay is ludicricious - My position pays 14 an hour, and i'm going to be working 40 hours a week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this means i'm going to be next to unreachable between the hours of 8 AM and 5 PM during the week (except during my lunch break, I don't know when that is yet) I'll still keep my cell on me, but if you want to talk you'll have to leave a message so I can get back to you.  It's a 'Temp' position, i'll probably only have it for about two months, but it should be a profitable two months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man. I have to get up at like 6 AM to get ready and get out to catch MAX downtown. Not glamorous, but the pay makes up for it. I finally got a job, woooooot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to blow the first pay check (or two) - Maybe i'll buy that iPod i've been wanting. That'd be nice for the commute, anyway. And besides, if i'm making runs around that ginormous building maybe I can use it there. God, too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note - This is one of my cheery moods when something is finally going right in my world. :-D - I might actually be able to take my college courses now!</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Employee seeking Employer.</title>
    <published>2005-06-29T00:07:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-29T00:07:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Blue Man Group - Shadows (Part 2)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Damn people. Damn them all. Is it that hard to believe that a post-high school male could possibly be intelligent? Is it impossible that I may just happen to be pretty fucking skilled at something? Why is it so goddamned hard to understand that &lt;i&gt;YES&lt;/i&gt;, I wasted 11 years of my life programming computers. I just got off the phone with a 'potential employer' are i'm fucking pissed off. The conversation was going great till he asked about my experience. I was applying for a data entry position (What the hell, right? I spend every waking moment on a computer, I've got this keyboard thing down pretty pat) so I told him. I've been programming for about 11 years, so I obviously know my way around a computer. The conversation was essentially over right there. His tone of voice changed, what little interest he may have had was gone. The whole rest of the conversation (All two minutes) was just him getting the routine shit out of the way so he could get rid of me. Asssshole. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to find a data entry position right now. This group listened the necessary requirements as 7500 KSPH (Keystrokes per hour) which may SEEM like a lot, but it's really not. If you said the average word was five letters long, then 7500 over 5 is 1500 words per hour, or 25 words per minute. I type 90-110 words per minute. That roughs out to about 6,000 words per hour. My offical test says my actual KSPH is 14755.73 - Keep in mind the minimum requirement is only 7500.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so this place basically just shuns me off. There's another group i'm waiting for a callback on, but i'm not holding my breath - I didn't leave a particularly stunning message for her. Talking to an employer is hard enough, but talking to their answering machine can be even worse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck people, and fuck job hunting. I'm done for the day, i'll start again tomorrow. I don't know why, but this just pissed me off. I'm tried of dealing with people who just fucking sterotype you. Yeah, i'm a goddamn supergeek. Yeah, I spend all of my time on a computer. Yeah, I really type that fucking fast. No, i'm not lying to you. Fucking hire me already. And NO, I'm not looking for a ton of pay! Give me minimum fucking wage, I seriously don't care - Anything is more than the zilch i'm making now.</content>
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    <title>Still not dead. Damn.</title>
    <published>2005-06-19T06:30:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-19T06:30:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>George Thurogood - One Bourbon, Scotch, and Beer</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I really need to start updating this thing more often. How is everyone? I miss all of my friends, I don't get to see most them anymore and the ones I do we still get together pretty rarely. I can't believe how hectic things are even without a job or school yet. Fall is going to be a bitch when it rolls around and I have to start hitting M/W/F classes. And god knows when i'll finally get a job lined up - I'm calling Vector and probably Volt this monday to schedule appointments to go in and get tested. Any luck, those guys can hook me up with a place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angela and Mike - We seriously need to get together again sometime soon and do something. I miss you two. I don't think i've seen either of you in months. :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are really going pretty well, to be honest. I'm just stressed out, this bullshit routine just starts to wear on me after a while, and it's been six months of 'this bullshit routine'. So i'm getting just a bit high-strung and fucked up in the head. Trying to work at being a better person than what I am now - Sitting on my ass all day in front of my computer doing &lt;i&gt;nothing&lt;/i&gt; productive is not going to hold a promising future for me. I figured while i'm at it, I need to address the issue of not working out much (I stopped my little schedule, surprise surprise) and the unholy, massive and terribly unhealthy quanities of caffine I consume. And frankly, I need to be less of a pussy and take control of my life instead of just drifting through it. I don't know how much of this i'll seriously fix (or even seriously TRY to fix) but I figured I can't do anything till I address my problems, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to be bitchy. Just thinking aloud, in a sense. I don't feel like i'm that great of a guy right now, with the way i've been changing my habits. I'm getting pretty terrible at a lot of the things that used to be strong qualities for me. I used to be much better at listening. Much better at being a good friend. I just need to pay more attention to that, focus more. You know what the biggest problem probably is? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a girlfriend. Serious. If my past behavior (and current) is any indicator? I'll start doing a lot better really fast. I suppose it might be different now - I mean, change usually does = different. Just how it works. But who knows? Old habits die pretty fucking hard. In fact, they tend to die and then come back as unholy flesh-eating zombies. Yeah - Scoff. But think about that a bit and some of your old habits, and then kindly go fuck yourself. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just another one of those posts where I start typing and don't really pay attention to what i'm writing, so it's just the random crap floating around my head. Hey, sorry - these are the most fun to write, because it's completely automatic. Everyone should take some time every once and a while and just &lt;i&gt;write&lt;/i&gt;. Anyone who gives you shit or tells you it's bunk can go fuck themselves, this is great for organizing thoughts and clearing your head a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, there's a lot of people I miss when I think about it. There's a few though that better remain at a distance. And there's a fair handful that I miss simply because I can't find or reach them - It's a shame. Which reminds me: If by some bizarre chance MICHELLE THOMPSON reads this, drop me a line some time so we can talk - I knew you like two days before you graduated, and didn't grow a pair of balls for a few months - At which point your email address was bunk. One of my most memorible two days of school though - So yeah, i'd like to talk to you sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that about covers it. I'm out of topics. G'night, World.</content>
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    <title>Mobile phones rule!</title>
    <published>2005-06-15T06:54:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-15T06:54:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Brassy - Work It Out</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, this is the first blog i have written with my mobile phone. Pretty awesome, no? I have given up sleeping in favor of working on new toys for my phone. I can check the local news, check my email, read and write blogs, download images and sounds, and a ton of other stuff. Anyway, more work to do, so goodnight for now.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cyber_aeon:38021</id>
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    <title>Bitchidy Bitch Bitch = Solved Problems</title>
    <published>2005-06-08T20:48:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-08T20:48:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Barenaked Ladies - Get In Line</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Bitching has never been so good for me. Having phone trouble? Call T-Mobile support and bitch, they give you free minutes. I've racked up almost 200 free minutes from just calling and bitching. Of course, I still want them to fix my fucking phone. But none the less, free minutes are cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posted last night about my computer being broken. Ten minutes later, it was up and running perfectly. Actually, it's now running better than it has ever run before - Turned out it was a piece of busted spyware and one half-assed virus. I wiped 'em, reinstalled my audio and graphic drivers and it's running like a fucking dream now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just have to hope I make it through Graduation tonight without making a total ass out of myself, and i'm all set. I'm just going to latch onto the first person I recongize there (that isn't in Band or Choir, 'special seating rules') and follow them everywhere.</content>
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    <title>God DAMNIT.</title>
    <published>2005-06-08T05:12:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-08T05:12:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Spirtualized - She Kissed Me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">If you don't care about the background, just skip to the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you already know, my life pretty much revolves around this computer.  Anything digital, electronic or otherwise related technology is pretty key to my existence. It's one of the few things I am very good with, and frankly one of the only things that can hold my interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guess what I broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right now, I happen to be writing this post from my backup operating system - I run dual-boot Linux/Windows, so in case of a massive and total Windows failure *Cough* I can drop into Linux and manage to get some work done still, and access some of my files. And the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course. I don't like work. I like games. I like instant messengers. I fucking LOVE my new cell phone. But sadly, most of my games and tools are in Windows. So basically, i'm pretty pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN SUMMARY.&lt;br /&gt;I may not be online much for the next few days (weeks?), due to a pretty critical operating system failure. I don't even have enough money to purchase a new one, and no storage to back this one up - and figuring out how to repair it is going to be a fucker. I really don't know what i'm going to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take that back. I'm going to fucking pray that T-Mobile finishes repairing the network in my area so I can use the goddamn browser on my phone. Long Live Geeks!</content>
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