<?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-5558449</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:30:14.394-06:00</updated><title type='text'>you're a dinosaur</title><subtitle type='html'>AND I'M AN ASTEROID</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffdubya.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffdubya.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05360630810199429261</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>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558449.post-106169891175894810</id><published>2003-08-23T22:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T22:21:51.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>also, here's my info, give me a ring or zmail one day.  peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helaman Halls&lt;br /&gt;2204 Stover Hall&lt;br /&gt;Provo, UT 84604&lt;br /&gt;(801) 371-5102&lt;br /&gt;jeffward@byu.edu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5558449-106169891175894810?l=jeffdubya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/106169891175894810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/106169891175894810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffdubya.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106169891175894810' title=''/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05360630810199429261</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-5558449.post-106169883278658982</id><published>2003-08-23T22:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T22:20:32.800-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if you read this anyone, well, just wanted to let you know, i leave monday the 25th, and I'll miss you, if you're my friend anyway, because i sure as heck won't miss you (if you're not).  thanks for the good times.  signing off, again - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jazz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5558449-106169883278658982?l=jeffdubya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/106169883278658982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/106169883278658982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffdubya.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106169883278658982' title=''/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05360630810199429261</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-5558449.post-105988748408316970</id><published>2003-08-02T23:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-08-02T23:13:02.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bloggathon... forget it.  this blog is now obsolete, you can take me off your list of blogs and such.  just got too lazy.  if you wanna know about my life, feel free to im me!  i'm like practically always on!  goodnight america!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font-size:18px&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-THIS IS JEFF WARD SIGNING OFF!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5558449-105988748408316970?l=jeffdubya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105988748408316970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105988748408316970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffdubya.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105988748408316970' title=''/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05360630810199429261</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-5558449.post-105961841544433804</id><published>2003-07-30T20:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-07-30T20:26:55.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well now that dustin is having his bloggathon - might i say - it has inspired me to become the best little blogger around.&lt;p&gt;you might be thinking... jeff??  what does the best blog consist of?  well little one that is a very valid question, and i have no idea.  what the crap dustin is going to judge the blogs off of boggles my mind!!  i figure i'll just... type... and stuff... and he'll read it... until im top top top tier.&lt;p&gt;so about my day.  i couldnt fall asleep until 4 bleeping AM, which leads me to believe that the vanilla creme frappacino really does have caffiene or that i thought it does (but it doesnt) and caffeine really is completely mental.  i woke up to my mom and sister's annoying songs and yelling again.  it's a crap way to wake up, gets me pissy every morning of my life! ahhhhh(etc.) so, woke up, mowed the lawn, bathed, watched dead poets society, went and played tennis alone and ran around the track for ten consecutive minutes (which is really hard for out of shaped people to do), and, and, then...&lt;p&gt;then i went to church, which was the gayest church activity ever *my apologies to the planners thereof*, but basically it consisted of water balloons and little twelve year olds (and kevin), and the madness that ensues.  fortunately i never got hit by a direct hit, because after the way i was woken up this morning i was ready to beat the tar out of someone with my water balloons (fists).  tonight i intend to sleep well.  thanks welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jupiter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5558449-105961841544433804?l=jeffdubya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105961841544433804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105961841544433804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffdubya.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105961841544433804' title=''/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05360630810199429261</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-5558449.post-105953674511859162</id><published>2003-07-29T21:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-07-29T21:45:45.133-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh i feel no ambition to post anymore.  on the other hand i feel no ambition to do anything, so, it's no surprise really.  i think i just blogged myself out sunday.  and i'm tired.  basically.&lt;p&gt;bought jimmy eat world - bleed american and jimmy eat world - clarity tonight.  yeah i already had both but owning the real copies makes me feel better about myself, and makes me feel like humanity is not going down the crapper... even though yeah, it probably is.  on a good note i've found my calling in life.  i'm going to be a puppeteer.&lt;p&gt;went to coffee with the mccormick (shannon that is).  dude... talk about a braveheart name.  just thought about that.  for the record i don't drink coffee, i drink non coffee/non caffeinated vanilla creme frappacinos (and by the way if that drink does have caffeine please inform me).  we played chess, attempted to anyway.  shannon doesn't know how to play chess so we played checkers with chess pieces.  innovation... oh yes.&lt;p&gt;today i also painted more.  we finished my mom's room, finally.  only 2 rooms to go!  pray for me!  i'm done, already burnt out.  let me know you care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-superman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5558449-105953674511859162?l=jeffdubya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105953674511859162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105953674511859162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffdubya.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105953674511859162' title=''/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05360630810199429261</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-5558449.post-105936646021464819</id><published>2003-07-27T22:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-07-27T22:27:40.236-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, i was planning on posting about my trip tomorrow, but the welcome back crew forgot to show up online, and i don't really have anything productive to say even if they did, and thus, i decided i'd let you guys know what went down the last ten days.  don't hate me for making an excessively long post.  please?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday, July 16&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;this is the day we left.  we left relatively early and drove to colorado springs to sleep at my aunt's house.  my aunt has a really nice house (like... bling.) but the blanket she gave me to sleep with smelled like smoke, and i got a headache.  slept well once i got rid of that one though.  we ate birthday cake for my dad's birthday on the 23rd, which was tasty, and watched the other side of heaven, which was good.  it was about mormons though so i dont know if you'd like it.  unless you're mormon.  anyway.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday, July 17&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;this day we drove to utah.  we didn't do anything too productive really, but my sister stayed at my other sister's apartment, so i didn't have to deal with her, which was nice.  this was also the night that i said goodbye to D03 NCK, the love of my life.  that was a lot of driving though, since we had to drive 2 cars up to utah and all.  i was about to pass out (namely driving from wichita falls to amarillo).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday, July 18&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;that day was pretty fun, we actually did quite a bit.  talked to my aunt (yipee), but that wasn't the fun part, thank goodness.  we drove to park city, where they did the olympics and all.  we went down the alpine slide there and rode down this phat zipline, which was like a body zipline.  i'd bet it was about a mile long, rocked.  that night me and my brother and some of his friends went to see black hawk down.  he had actually said there were gonna be some girls my age who were sisters of his friends that he was gonna hook me up with, but it never happened.  that was depressing.  but only for a little bit, because after black hawk down (edited (only in utah)), we went back to his place, where i basked in the glory of dang fine college womens.  yeah that was cool.  like daggum.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, July 19&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;we left this day to go to las vegas.  this was about the point that i lost track of days, so hopefully im still on track.  yeah, we drove to sin city (or is it the city that never sleeps?), and met up with gramms, that's grandma, and talked to her for oh... i'd say... too long.  i slept on her smelly retirement home couch.  that was the best part.  the hotel was nice though, as i remember it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday, like last sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;went to church with g-ma which made me realize... there's a lot more hot church chicks, so to speak, in las vegas.  we only stayed for an hour of the three, and it was quite the shellshock.  i wish they all could be lasss vegas girls!!!  colorado actually takes the cake though, the hot chick award.  for where we went anyway.  like... california beaches probably win, but, we didn't go during the day, so i can't really count that.  we drove to los angeles this day.  went to bed pretty directly i think.  traffic sucked. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday (what's a mon anyway?  and why does it get it's own day?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;we went on a warner brother's studio tour, which made me poo my pants.  oh how i want to get into the biz.  saw the friends set, and namely, the gilmore girls set, which i enjoyed, since if you know me, you know of my *secret* obsession.  anyway?  we went to this cemetary where my dad claimed the "stars" were buried.  there were no stars buried there.  we walked around for like 30 minutes, and then on the way out we asked the guy who worked there if this was the place the stars were buried, and he was like there's no one here, try santa monica.   yeah for wasting time.  let me see... we also did something else in LA... oh!  the tomb raider 2 premiere was going on, and despite the suckiness of the movie and all, it was cool to see a premiere.  usually you only see it on tv, so i felt cool.  we also... ate at the california pizza kitchen (very tasty), saw those stars on hollywood boulevard, looked for star's houses (we found one or two) and finally made it to the beach at dusk.  it was beautiful though, in a real not sissy kind of way.  nice town minus the traffic.  next day?  good.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday, FINALLY TUESDAY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;this day is iffy.  breakfast sucked, i remember that... but we drove to fresno california, after doing who knows what in the morning... oh wait!  i remember now!  we drove to sequioa national forest, wherein lies the largest tree (in terms of girth) in the world.  it's name was general sherman.  it took a 3 hour detour to see general sherman, and all the giant trees, and we were tired, and we slept in fresno california.  all mexican.  nothing against mexicans.  maybe something against ALL mexicans.  where were the white folk!?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday means... fun day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;drove up the coast to san francisco.  dang pretty scenery.  san francisco smells like fish, to the point of vomiting.  we went to fisherman's wharf, ate some fried shrimp, enjoyed, until later, when it made me nauseated.  can i move on with the day so i don't have to think about that place?  we tried to get tickets to go on alcatraz, but they were sold out till monday.    freaks.  who buys their tickets 5 days in advance!?  obviously not us. :-(  we saw the golden gate bridge, which was pretty, but the FREAKIN FOG didn't help much, as in lack of view.  it was the same the next day, which made me wonder... does the fog ever go away?  it went away on full house.  we also saw china town.  that was cool.  okay enough of san fran (i give the town 3 of 5 stars).  i cant leave out the fact that we bought pie from marie callenders, which is like tippins, and even the pie smelled like fish.  PUKE PUKE PUKE. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Days From Thursday to Sunday (today)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;  it's safe to say that not much happened on these days, so i'll sum it up.  we visited my grandpa ward, who is freaking crazy.  i'm gonna post a picture of this guy when i get it developed/scanned, because he is... i don't know, he makes me laugh.  he makes me laugh because he is the epitomy of white trash, but incredibly cool at the same time.  does that make sense?  end of that.  i called him pappy, and he didn't care.  then we drove from reno home, and it's safe to say that other than meeting my sister's boyfriend (who was cool), nothing exciting happened at all.  we drove and drove and drove and drove and now i am home.  thank goodness.  it's good to be home with old friends and new drugs (so to speak).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; AND IF YOU MADE IT ALL THE WAY DOWN HERE YOU SHOULD GO WASH YOUR EYES (if physically possible) BECAUSE YOU'VE JUST WASTED TOO MUCH TIME READING ABOUT MY WONDERFULLY EXCITING OR LACK THEREOF TRIP.  good trip.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; -jeff the traveler&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5558449-105936646021464819?l=jeffdubya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105936646021464819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105936646021464819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffdubya.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105936646021464819' title=''/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05360630810199429261</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-5558449.post-105935835061097037</id><published>2003-07-27T20:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-07-27T20:12:30.710-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>glad to be home, so glad to be home.  trip details?  tomorrow. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5558449-105935835061097037?l=jeffdubya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105935835061097037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105935835061097037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffdubya.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105935835061097037' title=''/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05360630810199429261</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-5558449.post-105832898346374211</id><published>2003-07-15T22:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-07-15T22:16:23.520-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we took the jeep out for our final joy ride tonight.  we got slurpees and raced someone.  goodbye jeep i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;if you're wondering about my lack of posts for the next 10 days, it's because i'm out of town on my trip.  so, i love you (if youre a girl) and continue living until my glorious return!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5558449-105832898346374211?l=jeffdubya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105832898346374211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105832898346374211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffdubya.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105832898346374211' title=''/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05360630810199429261</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-5558449.post-105830311620476577</id><published>2003-07-15T15:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-07-15T15:05:16.236-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some days i really enjoy my summer... just lazyin around doing as i please.  today is not one of those days.  first my mom wakes me up at like 9:22 to go work out, and im like, i dont want to go work out.  then my sister comes in at like 9:30 to tell me to wake up to go work out (and in one of those REALLY annoying voices too... jeffy jeffy wake up... wake up... wake up... jeffy wake up.... OVER AND OVER AGAIN).  so i didn't get up then either, but couldn't fall asleep because of all the noise they were making... so i got out of bed about 10 and went to work out.  i didn't wake up until 10 anyway so they shouldve just woken me up at 10.  twas a good workout, and on the way we stopped at best buy and i got my mom to buy me the coldplay cd, so it was a good trip.  when you're unemployed like me you gotta mooch all you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i then proceeded to mow the lawn, which was fun also.  just finished reading some more of my book, and im waiting patiently for the mailman to come.  why won't he come?  does he spite me?  have a good day kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-papa bear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5558449-105830311620476577?l=jeffdubya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105830311620476577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105830311620476577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffdubya.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105830311620476577' title=''/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05360630810199429261</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-5558449.post-105823965255493597</id><published>2003-07-14T21:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-07-14T21:27:32.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gotta say word up to all my homies.  word up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;woke up this morning to my sister saying "hey jeff dad needs help outside."  that was like 10, so it wasn't so bad to wake up, but then, i went, and dug, and got dirty as heck fixing the sprinkler, because it was spewing water pretty bad.  went to home depot looking like a really dirty homeless person, because my body was covered in mud and my hair was... well pretty much how it always is.  we fixed that sprinkler though, oh yes, it was ficksed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i wish i could report that i actually did something today, but it seems like i just watched the tube for a long time, then decided to get in our mini-pool that we bought for the backyard.  pools are so nice when you cant even lay your whole body in it.  i wanna make a vertical pool that i just stand in.  it would be tall and skinny rather than short and fat.  (not fat enough though).  there's also this crazy bird in my backyard, and he's really an okay bird because he doesn't freak out like the last bird that made his home there, but he just SITS there and watches us sit in the pool right under him.  aren't birds supposed to fly away!?  he's fearless!  i should call him blinky, becuase that's all he does is blink.  i almost think he's blind or flat out retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah then me and jamie and dustin went and played some tennis, which was fun.  we didn't really play much though.  kind of my fault i guess?  we dont place blame in my world because no one cares whose fault it is, at least no one will in a couple years (or in this case a couple hours).   eggs for dinner were mighty tasty, and the rest of my family ate something else and they all now feel like crap, so i feel special.  it's like unbreakable!  my life is like unbreakable!  FEED ME WHAT YOU PLEASE NOTHING EFFECTS ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i leave wednesday for the 10 day vacation.  i guess i mentioned that.  what havent i mentioned twice anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MR.JINKSEYS THATS ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5558449-105823965255493597?l=jeffdubya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105823965255493597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105823965255493597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffdubya.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105823965255493597' title=''/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05360630810199429261</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-5558449.post-105815587637275304</id><published>2003-07-13T22:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-07-13T22:11:37.620-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>something i dont understand is the game mash.  (yeah, i was just on &lt;a href="http://www.playmash.com"&gt;the play mash website,&lt;/a&gt; i admit it.)  anyway, what is the point of entering anything negative?  like, when we were kids we always had to put some bad stuff on there, but... well i just don't get it.  it's almost like mash possesses some power to make you be depressed about your future.  when i first started filling in stuff, all the girls were cool, all the cars were quality, all the colors were non homo.  maybe i got bored with it but at the end i was putting cars like "ford" and colors like "purple" - it owned me.  in the end i got a white mercedes, but i dont know what possessed me to take the risk.  It's a &lt;strong&gt;stupid&lt;/strong&gt; game anyway, i mean the engineering market in boston is crap!  me and abbie are getting married though, and having one child.  It could've been you... lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-don jeffo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5558449-105815587637275304?l=jeffdubya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105815587637275304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105815587637275304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffdubya.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105815587637275304' title=''/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05360630810199429261</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-5558449.post-105813636730456399</id><published>2003-07-13T16:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-07-13T16:46:07.370-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess it's a new week.  Happy Birthday to Steven, the one month after mine birthday.  I leave wednesday for the good old family trip.  texas -&gt; provo, utah -&gt; reno, nevada -&gt; san fran, cali -&gt; los angeles, cali -&gt; las vegas, nevada -&gt; and back!  lots of car time is fun!  i'll read a book (or four!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway church today was good.  i actually had to speak about a righteous father and his effect on his family.  i'm not exactly sure how other churches all operate, but at our church we don't just have a sermon from the pastor or whatever, we have 2 youth speakers and 2 adult speakers, and they pick 2 people from the congregation each week to prepare talks and such.  it's a good system i think because i wouldn't want to listen to myself every week (as in... if i were a pastor), but everyone has their own flavas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;nothing else to really report as for now.  until something happens and i post again, i hope everyone has a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5558449-105813636730456399?l=jeffdubya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105813636730456399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105813636730456399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffdubya.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105813636730456399' title=''/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05360630810199429261</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-5558449.post-105807123151149723</id><published>2003-07-12T22:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-07-12T22:40:31.453-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just got done hangin with rynn and chris, we watched amelie, which i freaking loved.  another person on the prospective wife list.  maybe not person, but... well here's my equation of sorts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute (kate hudson + mandy moore + kelly ripa) + voice (norah jones) + sweet and cute personality (amelie + kelly ripa again) = wife!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;building... ever building... anyway i had a lot of fun just chilling for once because usually it's like oh i'll just chill online but now it's like hey i actually chilled in person.  STILL NO BLEEPING AP SCORES.  if kevin truong can get his... i think i should get mine.  whatever happened to the white man being superior (kidding, certainly).   sleep well kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jupiter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5558449-105807123151149723?l=jeffdubya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105807123151149723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105807123151149723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffdubya.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105807123151149723' title=''/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05360630810199429261</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-5558449.post-105804465054732753</id><published>2003-07-12T15:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-07-12T15:17:30.606-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey there boys and ladies.  well all i've done all day is work on that freakin jeep, and i don't know why... i don't want it!  it doesn't even work properly.   changed out a serpentine belt though and a fan, so that was fun.  we were supposed to make a crapmovie, and didn't.  so much for an exciting saturday.  tonight i'm heading over to chris's and me and rynn and of course chris are going to watch a move E.  as for now i feel so dang tired... falling............... into............ deeep.... slepeelpeeelepppplllllplllpp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5558449-105804465054732753?l=jeffdubya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105804465054732753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105804465054732753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffdubya.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105804465054732753' title=''/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05360630810199429261</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-5558449.post-105798452634941094</id><published>2003-07-11T22:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-07-11T22:35:26.323-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm posting too much.  anyway - watched how to lose a guy in 10 days.  that was a tight movie, and while kate hudson may not be hot to me in all of her roles, yeah she definetly was tonight.  so potential wife list has added another friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kate hudson&lt;br /&gt;mandy moore&lt;br /&gt;norah jones's voice&lt;br /&gt;kelly ripa&lt;br /&gt;you. (under the condition that you're a girl reading this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i had to get up to pee like 5 times during the movie... im a mutant... of sorts.  i'll join the x-men under the alias peeboy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peeboy - "DON'T MESS WITH ME FIEND!  I WILL URINATE ON YOU!"  &lt;br /&gt;bad mutant - "NO!  OMG NOT YOUR SPECIAL ATTACK!"&lt;br /&gt;peeboy - "THAT'S RIGHT BAD MUTANT!  KIDNEY STONES GO GO GO!!!"&lt;br /&gt;bad mutant - "ACCCKKKK I JUST GOT OWNED BY URINE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; that's all for me, sleep well kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jsw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5558449-105798452634941094?l=jeffdubya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105798452634941094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105798452634941094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffdubya.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105798452634941094' title=''/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05360630810199429261</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-5558449.post-105796989505576227</id><published>2003-07-11T18:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-07-11T18:31:35.016-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoa, almost night time... well i guess if it was winter it would be night time, but here in the northern hemisphere we still get long days.  i was just outside and i got this magnificently large bite.  youch!  well it doesnt hurt, but it sure does itch.  yeah i had to wipe off the blue stuff that comes with a tire when it is new.  that stuff is incredibly annoying to get off, so i gave up after a while and played volleyball with my little sister.  trying to get in volleyball shape for the 19th... muahahah.  i'll probably be out of town but i could go for some grillin and vballin - and hunnies if fortunate.  horseshoes anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;well we painted another wall today, and then i didn't go anywhere like i was planning on.  it's not like i have anywhere i really need to go, but i was thinking about doing some stuff... oh especially 7/11 for the free slurpees.  blast my laziness!  i missed out... i need to wash my car too... even though soon it won't be my car (AND I HATE MY PARENTS FOR IT).  the AC doesn't work and one door is a different color (i think because it needs a washin'), so in other words it's AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;tonight... how to lose a guy in ten gays.  i mean days.  or do i?  :-/  i hope its some good viewin'.  peace in the east!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5558449-105796989505576227?l=jeffdubya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105796989505576227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105796989505576227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffdubya.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105796989505576227' title=''/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05360630810199429261</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-5558449.post-105794890627848762</id><published>2003-07-11T12:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-07-11T12:41:46.213-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if there isnt a stop sign on a post but you know that there should be... are you still required to stop?  i wasn't sure, so i did to be safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5558449-105794890627848762?l=jeffdubya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105794890627848762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105794890627848762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffdubya.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105794890627848762' title=''/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05360630810199429261</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-5558449.post-105794876006309922</id><published>2003-07-11T12:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-07-11T12:39:20.020-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>good news boys and girls!  it's friday!!  i don't work, so perhaps i dont know the full joy of a friday... for me all it means all my friends will be home tomorrow... but then i dont really have any friends... quite the cycle isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so i woke up at about 9:54 - opened my eyes at about 9:57, went and picked up my jeep so i can spend my last few days with it :-( and then went and worked out.  that was a nice workout.  i think i'm getting stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i had spaghettios for lunch which made me feel young again - i'm not that old but probably too old for spaghettios (but... you're never really too old for good tastin soybean meatballs..).  my mom made cookies, i ate one, it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;well, nothing to really report other than that... more painting to be had today, and maybe some 7-11 slurpee action if i get around to it... might be too late for it anyway.  we get AP scores today.  oh em bleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ULTIMATE BABY DINOSAUR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5558449-105794876006309922?l=jeffdubya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105794876006309922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105794876006309922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffdubya.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105794876006309922' title=''/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05360630810199429261</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-5558449.post-105789115728763816</id><published>2003-07-10T20:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-07-10T20:39:17.243-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i forgot to mention that i went to lunch with jennifer killingsworth at this place "fat chili," and it was really tasty.  i figured that if i didn't mention that someone would read this and proceed to rip off my head.  on with the good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5558449-105789115728763816?l=jeffdubya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105789115728763816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105789115728763816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffdubya.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105789115728763816' title=''/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05360630810199429261</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-5558449.post-105787397812153313</id><published>2003-07-10T15:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-07-11T12:30:38.800-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blog!  (i didn't realize that could be a command, thanks anna)&lt;p&gt;this morning me and joe went to see off john.  john's been a good buddy over the last couple of years and so, even though it was at 8 oclock in the morning that we went over there, it was well worth my time, and i hope he enjoys the merchant marine academy!&lt;p&gt;made it home about 8:30, and then i started watching regis and kelly, which i freaking love, because i think kelly is one of the cutest people in the world, both physically and mentally, and regis is just funny.  i want to marry kelly ripa, i mean, i won't, but a boy's gotta dream.&lt;p&gt;so anyway, finally got up and went to target, which didn't have the dead poets society dvd, so i just settled for wal-mart at $14.44.  i'm about to go finish it (i was rudely interrupted to go paint), and i'm enjoying it quite a lot again.  if you dont like dead poets society then you can die, and i'm serious too.&lt;p&gt;tonight my parents are going off clubbin or something so here i remain, drinking my gatorade because i think it makes me healthy, despite my lack of excercise.  42 days?  forget it... my life runs on an eternal time scale.  its like hey jeff what time is it i'm like... oh, it's time to retire!  and youre like but jeff you're only 18, and then i reply with something profound like - am i 18 or is 18 me?  and no one really knows but we just drift off.  later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jazz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5558449-105787397812153313?l=jeffdubya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105787397812153313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105787397812153313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffdubya.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105787397812153313' title=''/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05360630810199429261</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-5558449.post-105780369907961683</id><published>2003-07-09T20:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-07-11T12:31:12.756-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>let's recap the day shall we?  gather round children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;after price is right, i did my graduation thank you cards, which just put me in a bad mood because it takes a while to do, but i finished them, mostly anyway, they still need stamps.  i then went to the bank and it felt dang nice to bling bling it.  we went to walmart (meaning me and my mom and sister), and bought some school supplies... pencils, pens, holder for former objects, towels, washcloth, uhh... some other stuff.  i also started my pursuit for dead poets society on dvd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walmart - $14.44&lt;br /&gt;movie trading company - $15.99&lt;br /&gt;blockbuster - $19.99&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so walmart for once is actually taking the cake.  i hate that place.  i need to check supra target, must have.  now.&lt;p&gt;at church we made these little things that they give to kids who go into the hospital, but honestly... i think that if i got one of those crapackages as i call them, i'd be pretty dang pissed.  i almost felt like we almost add to their torment by giving these to them.  plus, they'll be like, "THOSE CRAZY MORMONS MADE THESE 'FUN' BAGS?!  LET'S BURN THE MORMONS!"  it was a wild night, obviously.&lt;p&gt;yeah i also worked out, and felt really weak afterwards, which happens sometimes after i work out.  i dont know guys... it was a boring day as are most, but i'm really hoping for a job at the box factory soon.  &lt;strong&gt;box factory = supreme&lt;/strong&gt;.  thanks and have a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-j&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5558449-105780369907961683?l=jeffdubya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105780369907961683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105780369907961683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffdubya.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105780369907961683' title=''/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05360630810199429261</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-5558449.post-105776743825670172</id><published>2003-07-09T10:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-07-09T10:17:18.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well - it's morning time now, just got done watching a little price is right.  one lady on there was really crazy and it appeared that she had to urinate really badly, pretty much.  she lost though so it made me feel kind of good.  my day is laid out for me, i'm gonna go get school supplies, go work out, go to movie trading company, cash my final graduation gift check (well maybe i should do that first), and then it's pretty much back to the normal sittin.  my aunt gave 100 bucks, bling bling.  she takes the cake.  anywho, have a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5558449-105776743825670172?l=jeffdubya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105776743825670172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105776743825670172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffdubya.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105776743825670172' title=''/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05360630810199429261</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-5558449.post-105771670504506686</id><published>2003-07-08T20:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-07-08T20:11:45.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i've just been informed of the brilliance behind we&lt;strong&gt;blog&lt;/strong&gt;, so i now know, courtesy jamie.  thx much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5558449-105771670504506686?l=jeffdubya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105771670504506686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105771670504506686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffdubya.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105771670504506686' title=''/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05360630810199429261</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-5558449.post-105771641601640372</id><published>2003-07-08T20:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-07-11T12:31:36.760-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just got back from coffeeing with roselynn, i got a vanilla creme frappucino or however you spell it.  it was really tasty, and i might get it again upon returning, or i might get something else, it's very much up in the air.  we played chess, because i've got to freshen up on my skills for mccormick, and because chess is just the epitomy of a coffee place game, but is a good anyplace game too.  i would say chess is only second to hero quest, which is &lt;strong&gt;the &lt;/strong&gt;ultimate board game.  i won twice, but hey, im not here to brag.  i mean i did lose my queen in the second game :-(&lt;p&gt;i drive a 1996 gold camry, and i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5558449-105771641601640372?l=jeffdubya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105771641601640372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105771641601640372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffdubya.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105771641601640372' title=''/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05360630810199429261</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-5558449.post-105770414645492876</id><published>2003-07-08T16:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-07-11T12:31:56.090-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>   my feet are decaying.  slowly and surely, and i don't know why.  the skin has been peeling off of them for about a week now.  father says i picked up some kind of fungus, but i just think i'm a leper.  lepers = cool, athletes foot = ick.&lt;p&gt;so i guess this is my new blog, nothin better than sharin a little love with my homies.  who invented the word blog anyway?  if it is a word that is to say.  was someone like vomiting and they were like "BLOGGG GBLGOGOGG, hey!  BLGOOGOGOG, maybe i should make a website, BLOGOGOGOGO, what should i call it ?  BLOGOOOGOGOG"  that was them vomiting by the way.&lt;p&gt;today was basically miserable.  mowed the lawn for a good 2 and a half hours, then painted for a good 4.  for no money...  it's like communism in my house, i swear it.  anyway i hope everyone has a fun night.  my paint covered body is gonna mosey on out of here and get cleaned up for coffee with the little r (that's roselynn).  i dont drink coffee but find starbucks to be kind of a fancy place.  peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5558449-105770414645492876?l=jeffdubya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105770414645492876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5558449/posts/default/105770414645492876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffdubya.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105770414645492876' title=''/><author><name>jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05360630810199429261</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>
