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    <title>t3h_r1c3 @ 2008-01-20T01:10:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-20T09:18:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-20T09:18:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I seem to be living in the past or something.&amp;nbsp; In my head I have all of these friends right, who I expect to call me up to hang out or whatever.&amp;nbsp; But they don't, nah.&amp;nbsp; I thought living over here in Seattle would maybe help me reconnect with some of them but unfortunately that hasn't happened at all.&amp;nbsp; I don't know maybe they think I still live in Bremerton?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I am realizing that one of the biggest reasons I look forward to going to work is because I have somewhat of friends there.&amp;nbsp; At least people I can talk to and laugh with, although I don't know if I can call them friends really since I don't see them outside of work.&amp;nbsp; Either way, I'm really scared that this is what life is like after education.&amp;nbsp; Or something.&amp;nbsp; I really hope not, because it is very lonely.&amp;nbsp; I never really had&amp;nbsp;a BIG social life, but there was always the option.&amp;nbsp; Now that the option is gone it's starting to hit me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I'm saying is, once you get out of school or an environment where you are constantly surrounded by lots of people your age, it's hard to make friends.&amp;nbsp; It's even harder to stay in touch with old ones (spare the few that you really care about, unfortunately those friends live far away from me in most cases).&amp;nbsp; Just be prepared for that guys, it might not happen to you though.&amp;nbsp; My situation is quite different in that my only connection to anyone that I have known is through Coco and Erika, nobody I know went to my school.&amp;nbsp; Anyways, although few people will read this if any, if you do read it, just think about what I'm saying.&amp;nbsp; It might not apply to your life at the moment, but someday you might be in the same spot.&amp;nbsp; HOBBIES HELP!!&amp;nbsp; So does a lovely girlfriend or boyfriend.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:t3h_r1c3:108547</id>
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    <title>t3h_r1c3 @ 2007-12-09T23:40:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-10T07:41:02Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-10T07:41:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm&amp;nbsp; hurtin' for friends right now, so if any of you guys feel like hanging out with me I would absolutely love it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:t3h_r1c3:108333</id>
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    <title>t3h_r1c3 @ 2007-11-08T12:59:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-08T20:59:31Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-08T20:59:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, school sucks and I've been sucked back into cars.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:t3h_r1c3:108032</id>
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    <title>t3h_r1c3 @ 2007-09-29T23:17:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-30T06:18:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-30T06:18:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Weather you are a shitty ass tits mgee.&amp;nbsp; Quit making me wait.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:t3h_r1c3:107789</id>
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    <title>t3h_r1c3 @ 2007-09-04T11:39:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-04T18:47:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-04T18:47:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Well.&amp;nbsp; I went back and read through my old livejournal Mr. Gamgee.&amp;nbsp; Jeeze have I changed in the past few years.&amp;nbsp; I was a total prick back then!! Holy shit!&amp;nbsp; I started off fine then when I was about 16 turned into an asshole.&amp;nbsp; Haha I'm ashamed, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Coco and I moved some of our stuff in yesterday.&amp;nbsp; Erika is back from Europe and I think she's checking out the house today.&amp;nbsp; It's pretty sweet, but it does need to be cleaned the lady left it a little dirty for us.&amp;nbsp; I brought my sweet gamer chair with me, so now all I need is a playstation.&amp;nbsp; LoL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad bought me a computer for graduation.&amp;nbsp; It's cool!&amp;nbsp; My mom helped me pay for like half of the repairs on my car, which was really awesome it's so nice to have it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking my checkride soon for my private pilot's license.&amp;nbsp; I know I say this like all the time, but I'm serious this time.&amp;nbsp; Our cheif instructors are reviewing my logbook to make sure everything is in order, then it will be time to schedule it.&amp;nbsp; FINALLY.&amp;nbsp; 60something hours and two years later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two more weeks at my job, then it's off to Seattle.&amp;nbsp; I must say that I am rather excited, and still rather scared because I don't have a job over there.&amp;nbsp; For lack of looking of course.&amp;nbsp; I really need to finish updating my resume..&amp;nbsp; My work is giving me letters of recommendation though, so if I do find an opening hopefully since I'll be highly recommended that I will get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm heading to Bellevue later to bring my unnoficial transcript so that I can get my classes over there.&amp;nbsp; I think I might just take 10 credits...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, living with Coco and Erika should be a trip.&amp;nbsp; Then in the Spring Luke is supposed to move in, which will probably be very nice to have another male living in the house to take some of the blame for stuff going wrong.&amp;nbsp; Haha.&amp;nbsp; Fuckin' rad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss old times.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>t3h_r1c3 @ 2007-08-19T12:49:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-19T19:52:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-19T19:52:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;This drink is crantastic.&amp;nbsp; Crant we just get along?&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:t3h_r1c3:107414</id>
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    <title>t3h_r1c3 @ 2007-08-06T19:57:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-07T02:58:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-07T02:58:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Jibber jabber jabba jibba jabber jobba jibba.&amp;nbsp; Getting stressed about the move to Seattle.&amp;nbsp; Jibbah jobba jabbah.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>t3h_r1c3 @ 2007-06-23T12:48:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-23T19:50:41Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-23T19:50:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzoooooooooom!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:t3h_r1c3:106887</id>
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    <title>t3h_r1c3 @ 2007-05-30T22:50:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-31T05:51:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-31T06:02:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well Julie, I do not have so many new pictures right now except of my art project that I just finished tonight!!&amp;nbsp; So I will put that up for you for now.&amp;nbsp; The idea was that we were supposed to create a mixed media piece that represented something we were passionate about.&amp;nbsp; So I chose to do my piece of shit car that has been stealing all my money because of its retarded brokenness.&amp;nbsp; Basically it was my anger at my car.&amp;nbsp; So here it is!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b314/sameri/Picture033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b314/sameri/Picture023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b314/sameri/Picture029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did the lines out of sharpie, and the money is actually just fake money.&amp;nbsp; The rest of it, the colors, textures, EVERYTHING else was finger painted by me!&amp;nbsp; In GREASE from the bottom of my car!!&amp;nbsp; I even mixed my colors on the floor by mixing the grease. LOL&amp;nbsp; :) Hope you dig it.&amp;nbsp; My car is actually white, but it needed some color plus red made it look more evil.</content>
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    <title>t3h_r1c3 @ 2007-05-15T21:08:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-16T04:08:43Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-16T04:08:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Siiicckkkk.</content>
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    <title>t3h_r1c3 @ 2007-05-06T23:16:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-07T06:14:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-07T06:14:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I walked with the dinosaurs tonight.</content>
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    <title>t3h_r1c3 @ 2007-05-01T22:38:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-02T05:39:27Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-02T05:42:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;John N. Nordstrom pulled his plane up to my pumps today, yes indeed, the former CEO of Nordstrom's.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:t3h_r1c3:105969</id>
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    <title>t3h_r1c3 @ 2007-04-25T22:23:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-26T05:22:45Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-26T05:22:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am recieving $2,000 in scholarship money for my flight training tomorrow, finally I will be able to finish.</content>
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    <title>t3h_r1c3 @ 2007-04-10T20:57:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-11T03:58:30Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-11T03:58:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Seriously though, who the hell decided that Antartica will not be someone's country?  Sure it's cold, but some people like the cold.  It would take some innovation, but shit.  Someday it will be conquered...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:t3h_r1c3:105288</id>
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    <title>t3h_r1c3 @ 2007-04-06T12:20:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-06T19:22:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-06T19:22:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">As for my country, well, I've always wanted to take over Antarctica (like it would be that hard...my only competition would be penguins and The Thing).  I want to take it over because nobody else has yet (idiots).</content>
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    <title>t3h_r1c3 @ 2007-03-29T10:16:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-29T17:18:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-29T17:18:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If I won mega-millions I would buy a house in every state, yes, including Virginia.  Then I would also contract someone to steal Donald Trump's whig and then I would sell it on the black market for an insane amount.  Then buy my own country.</content>
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    <title>t3h_r1c3 @ 2007-03-28T12:56:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-28T19:57:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-28T19:57:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I feel so stupid all the time because I haven't bought a lottery ticket yet.  I mean seriously, dumb move.  I should be a millionare already.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:t3h_r1c3:104563</id>
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    <title>t3h_r1c3 @ 2007-03-27T22:31:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-28T05:32:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-28T05:32:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I feel so stupid all the time.</content>
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    <title>t3h_r1c3 @ 2007-03-25T20:36:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-26T03:37:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-26T03:38:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://z.about.com/f/wiki/e/en/thumb/d/d1/Norinco_SKS.jpg/400px-Norinco_SKS.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New SKS :)  Love it.  7.62x39mm w/ a 10 round fixed magazine, semi-automatic, reliable as heck and fun to shoot!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:t3h_r1c3:104172</id>
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    <title>To Do List for Spring Break</title>
    <published>2007-03-19T18:07:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-19T18:07:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Deposit money into my loan account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trouble shoot problem on Integra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAA written test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start building my model again.</content>
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    <title>t3h_r1c3 @ 2007-03-12T13:25:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-12T20:26:43Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-12T20:26:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sadly, I am an angry individual. . . I need to change!! FUCKING SHITITTITTITITITTIES AHH ASS COCK PISS FUCKERMOTHERBITCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so I was walking on campus today and these three mexicans were walking by me and one of them punched a sign.  Then about two steps later I hear from behind me "that could of been you!"  Definitely high on the WTF scale.  LoL</content>
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    <title>t3h_r1c3 @ 2007-03-05T23:41:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-06T07:44:08Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-06T07:44:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ha so I have a small shoal of Tiger Barbs, aka the most badass little fish ever.  They fight for supremacy within their group, and by fight I mean fight.  Beat the hell out of each other.  One of them is now missing part of his tail fin after a big brawl.  He won.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;They were literally pounding eachother into the ground, just biting and pounding and biting and pounding and for a couple minutes it became a three way fight.  They have been fighting all night actually, the whole group of them.  And every once in a while my little "shark" comes out and breaks them up.  But then they get right back on it!  Biting and pounding and locking lips and more biting and circling and chasing.  Haha, my tank is a big brawl right now.  What fun.</content>
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    <title>t3h_r1c3 @ 2007-02-21T21:36:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-22T05:36:55Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-22T05:36:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I bought a fish tank :) FUN!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:t3h_r1c3:103153</id>
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    <title>t3h_r1c3 @ 2007-02-01T20:34:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-02T04:35:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-02T04:35:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in one pretty and well preserved piece, but to slide across the finish line broadside, thoroughly used up, worn out, leaking oil, and shouting GERONIMO!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to live my life according to this.</content>
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    <title>So...</title>
    <published>2007-01-12T05:42:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-23T05:07:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A couple of my buds from work are moving on to the airlines, going to go be first officers at Big Sky.  Cool for them but that means I have lost about half of my closest to friends that I have.  Ha.  Shiit.  Not like I hung out with them anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of scared to commit to being a pilot, but it's what I've always wanted to do.  I'm just scared of the time away from home..  We will see.</content>
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