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  <title>Confessions of a Meathead</title>
  <subtitle>Fear and Loathing in Dallas</subtitle>
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  <updated>2007-06-20T16:51:48Z</updated>
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    <title>br3y3in @ 2007-06-20T11:51:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-20T16:51:48Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-20T16:51:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table style="width: 400px; background-color: #000000; border: 1px solid #110000;" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;;"&gt;Greed:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #550011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Very High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 160px; background: #990022;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;;"&gt;Gluttony:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #440011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 116px; background: #770022;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;;"&gt;Wrath:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #550011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Very High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 170px; background: #990022;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;;"&gt;Sloth:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 94px; background: #660033;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;;"&gt;Envy:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 100px; background: #660033;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;;"&gt;Lust:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #550011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Very High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; 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on &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/"&gt;4degreez.com&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>speaking of hot</title>
    <published>2007-06-08T19:45:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-08T19:45:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so paris hilton was sentenced back to jail. i look at the pic of her crying in the backseat of the cruiser and say. thats hot. nothing like seeing that pretty face crying. kinda reminds me of the lyrics from the bloodhound gang that go a little something like this..."a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is crying"</content>
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    <title>Hell is here</title>
    <published>2007-06-05T15:04:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-05T15:04:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Summer is officially here in Dallas. its the first of many days over 90 and its only going to go down hill from here.</content>
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    <title>br3y3in @ 2007-05-01T09:40:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-01T14:47:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-01T14:47:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">just wanted to say it was good to see the people i did get to see while back in da burgh. to those i didnt,sorry. it was pretty much go-go-go the entire time. also a big sorry to those i didnt get to see on sunday night. saturday hit me hard on sunday morning. drinking from 12pm-2am then having to get up at 9 to help my father cut 3 lawns that day....shit i was beat. hopefully next time i'll be home for a longer spell.</content>
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    <title>and now a quick word from our sponsor...</title>
    <published>2007-03-07T15:19:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-07T15:19:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Just a quick note to let yinz know that I'll be back home from april 26-30th. that is all. we now return you to your normal programming.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:br3y3in:32994</id>
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    <title>For Mick</title>
    <published>2007-01-30T21:47:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-30T21:47:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.britishreparations.org/"&gt;http://www.britishreparations.org/&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>br3y3in @ 2007-01-19T15:54:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-19T21:54:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-19T21:54:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality Is Like Cocaine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdrugisyourpersonalitylikequiz/cocaine.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're dynamic, brilliant, and alluring to those who don't know you. &lt;br /&gt;Hyper and full of energy, you're usually the last one to leave a party.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes your sharp mind gets the better of you... you're a bit paranoid!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdrugisyourpersonalitylikequiz/"&gt;What Drug Is Your Personality Like?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>where am i?</title>
    <published>2007-01-16T13:57:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-16T13:57:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">no really,where am i? this past weekend it was rainy and cold(around 40 degrees) like the NW. these past 2 days its been under 30 when i've gone into work. i have my suspicions that this seems to be the dubious work of el nino.</content>
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    <title>br3y3in @ 2006-12-04T22:02:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-04T22:02:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-04T22:02:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The truth about working in the IT industry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We work weird shifts...... ...... Just like prostitutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. They pay you to make the client happy....... ....... Just like a &lt;br /&gt;prostitute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The client pays a lot of money, but your employer keeps almost every&lt;br /&gt;penny....... .... Just like a prostitute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You are rewarded for fulfilling the client's dreams...... .. Just like a&lt;br /&gt;prostitute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Your friends fall apart and you end up hanging out with people in the&lt;br /&gt;same profession as you........ Just like a prostitute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When you have to meet the client you always have to be perfectly &lt;br /&gt;groomed..... ... Just like a prostitute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. But when you go back home it seems like you are coming back from&lt;br /&gt;hell......Just like a prostitute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The client always wants to pay less but expects incredible things from &lt;br /&gt;you....... Just like a prostitute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. When people ask you about your job, you have difficulties to explain&lt;br /&gt;it........ Just like a prostitute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Everyday when you wake up, you say: "I'm not going to spend the rest of &lt;br /&gt;my life doing this."...... . Just like a prostitute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;I've been having one of those lives.&lt;br /&gt;I hope the next one is better.</content>
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    <title>br3y3in @ 2006-11-30T15:43:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-30T15:43:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-30T15:43:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/#goods/quiz"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;img src="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/images/blogs/charlatan.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>br3y3in @ 2006-11-30T14:14:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-30T14:14:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-30T14:14:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">yesterday it was 70 when i left work. today when i got in, its 40. people down here are such babies. you would think you were in the most northern part of the contiguous u.s. during a blizzard. im not down playing that 40 isnt cold, but come on people. all you have to do is throw on a hoodie like i did. grow a backbone people.</content>
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    <title>You all revolve around me</title>
    <published>2006-11-22T13:05:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-22T13:05:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/dragon/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;You are The Sun&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Happiness, Content, Joy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The meanings for the Sun are fairly simple and consistent.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Young, healthy, new, fresh. The brain is working, things that were muddled come clear, everything falls into place, and everything seems to go your way.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Sun is ruled by the Sun, of course. This is the light that comes after the long dark night, Apollo to the Moon's Diana. A positive card, it promises you&amp;nbsp;your&amp;nbsp;day in the sun. Glory, gain, triumph, pleasure, truth, success. As the moon symbolized inspiration from the unconscious, from dreams, this card symbolizes discoveries made fully consciousness and wide awake. You have an understanding and enjoyment of science and math, beautifully constructed music, carefully reasoned philosophy. It is a card of intellect, clarity of mind, and feelings of youthful energy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot" target="_blank"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>br3y3in @ 2006-11-13T16:18:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-13T16:18:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-13T16:18:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so am i being narcissistic when im dancing and think that there are alot of people watching me or am i just being paranoid? or....am i being narcissticly paranoid?</content>
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    <title>the gears go round and round</title>
    <published>2006-11-08T16:02:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-08T16:02:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So this past weekend, I finally got a xbox 360. for myself it definately was worth it. I started my 360 collection of games with elder scrolls iv. definately a good game. I will no doubt lose many hours to it. but the new game that I got last night will unfortunately already surplant that game as a major killer of my time. the game is gears of war. for those of you who know my love for the HALO gaming series, I think this game while hold just as much love for me as HALO. last night both me and case picked up a copy of the game. we met online and started playing a co-op game. the graphics are phenominal as is the game play. if i wrote everything about this game (good and about 1%, if that, bad) i'd have aot of typing ahead of me. but me and case put in a good,fun 4 hours before calling it a night. this game before release got alot of hype and after the release has definately lived up to&amp;nbsp;it.&amp;nbsp;if you are thinking about getting a 360. this game is definately on the must have&amp;nbsp;list.&amp;nbsp;this game also makes a great LAN party game. just like the HALO LAN parties were.</content>
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    <title>Make sexytime</title>
    <published>2006-11-06T16:36:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-06T16:36:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">go see Borat if you already havent.</content>
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    <title>I am Jack's colon.</title>
    <published>2006-10-31T18:42:35Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-31T18:42:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I feel like absolute shit. i cant even remember the last time i had a decent nights sleep. during the night i sleep for 2 hours. im up for 4. i go back to sleep for an hour. im up for 2. saturday night i was out til 3. i got up at 8 and couldnt take a nap during the day. i've felt rundown and exhausted for the past few weeks. maybe i should check to see if im working anywhere else(ie hotel or movie theater).</content>
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    <title>the weekend</title>
    <published>2006-10-23T15:24:13Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-23T15:24:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Friday night I ended up going over to house(he's a beer rep and always has plenty of good beer. no fizzy yellow piss) of someone that i run with to drink lots and lots of good beer. 1554 was on tap and he had a cooler(the stand up ones that are in bars) full of beer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday i ended up going to the running group's saturday's run. if you wonder why i go running with them you find me another place where you can pay $5 and drink all you can drink. granted its crappy beer but its beer for $5. after that i ended up going to a korean bbq and went to see the prestige with a friend. the movie was good, worth seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday....sunday never happened. i'm still waiting for the steelers to play.</content>
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    <title>Weekend</title>
    <published>2006-10-16T15:34:07Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-16T15:34:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">the weekend started and ended good. on friday went to a brazilian steakhouse(aka meat on a sword place or meatfest) for dinner with a friend. damn do i love those places. saturday went for a little jont with my running group. drank lots after the run. then the best part was drinking and watching the game at the stillerz bar down here yesterday. damn that it feel good to seee them play like we know they can.</content>
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    <title>FEH!</title>
    <published>2006-10-09T16:31:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-09T16:31:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">thats all i can say.</content>
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    <title>you in the front row.....</title>
    <published>2006-10-05T14:33:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-05T14:33:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today, i dont know why, but if you have a question about me that you want to know, feel free to ask.</content>
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    <title>im getting the shakes....</title>
    <published>2006-10-02T13:58:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-02T13:58:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">As if being addicted to carmex wasnt bad enough...the computer i was using down here died on me. it wasnt my computer mind you, cause ones i design dont do that shit to me, but one that my roommate had let me use. so i find a nice laptop for myself, due to my transient state i am in at the momoment and due not want to be bogged down with having to move a desktop system. i place the order and find out that it will not be here until next week. this wouldnt be bad if they had to build the damn thing but its a prefab toshiba for fucks sake. are they sending it by pack mule? if so i'll go up and get it. i'll make it like smokey and the bandit. hell i'll even go out and get the soundtrack to the movie if i can find it and i'll play that jerry reed song all the way there.</content>
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    <title>Hi my name is...</title>
    <published>2006-09-28T16:19:57Z</published>
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    <content type="html">hi my name is Breyein and I'm addicted to carmex. people talk about getting addicted to coke,heroin,alcohol and what not. let me tell you something. carmex is some addictive shit. it has to have some addictive property to it. this shit will f you up if you dont have any around when you need some.</content>
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    <title>br3y3in @ 2006-09-26T11:02:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-26T16:03:10Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I want some pierogi damn it!!</content>
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    <title>Its a wonderful trip</title>
    <published>2006-09-19T18:34:44Z</published>
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    <content type="html">The trip back home as usual was great. its always great to be back there and see all of you. Sorry to those about not going out on sunday night. i thought my parents would get a kick out of having me home for a night. if i wasnt sleeping i was out with you hooligans. &lt;br /&gt;the trip back down here sucked and when i say sucked i mean sucked balls. my plane was suppose to to leave at 3:14. so i get there 2 hrs before hand just incase the airport "security" decides to actually do their job and it leads to delays. the plane that i was suppose to take pulls up to the gate on time and they start boarding us. half way though the boarding process they tell us to please deplane because there is a mechanical problem and they dont know when the mechanics will be able to fix it. so we deplane, and they start rebooking us on diffent flights. think waiting at the dmv and you'll have thats how long it took to rebook. I get booked on an american airlines flight, which is only a couple gates down. i got time to kill, so i get some dinner. i come back and wait. all of a sudden i look up and the time of the flight has changed to a later time. great delayed again. finally the plane arrives and we board. two hours into the flight, the "captain" comes on and announces that due to a headwind that we are going to be delayed a half hour. hey im hip to that, i've already been delayed twice now, why not three times. get on the ground, go to baggage claim, everyone gets their bag except me. figures. so i go over to the baggage claim person and try to find out where my bag went(i swear to you, i was polite to her.)she tells me that she has no record of northwest airlines ever transfering the bags over to american airlines. she proceeds to run a trace on my bags. nada. but she says that she'll call over to the nwa gates to see if they have it over there. she proceeds to tell me that they normally dont answer over there. i'm thinking i've been screwed enough today and they'll pick up the phone. dumbass on me, no answer. so i proceed to go over to the nwa gates and see if they have it there. i finally get on a shuttle to get over to that concourse. on the way over there i've made peace with the fact that my baggage will probably get to see more of the world than i ever will. i get over to the nwa baggage claim area and go to the person running it, what do my little eyes spot...thats right... my bag. from that point i figure all problems have gone away. oh hell no. i go outside and wait for a shuttle to take me to my lot where my car is. i end up standing around for a good chunk of change. fine... i'm on the shuttle. hand the guy my ticket to drop me off at my car. he takes me to the wrong spot. turns out the person who picked me up wrote down the wrong spot and we ended up driving around trying to find it. good thing i remembered the area i was parked at or we'd probably still be driving around looking for it. did get back to the apt till around 12. like the title says....its a wonderful trip.</content>
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    <title>br3y3in @ 2006-09-13T10:32:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-13T15:38:00Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Future me(me+1 day) should be getting ready to land back home right about now. ahhh...i can taste the alcohol as i sit here.</content>
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