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  <updated>2008-12-11T00:24:30Z</updated>
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    <title>Fur trade in china</title>
    <published>2008-12-11T00:24:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-11T00:24:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm sitting, tears in my eyes because of the video that I just watched on PETA's website.  I normally don't agree with PETA's ideology.  I wear leather (ohhh the smell of leather)  I love meat (all meat, I'm not prejudiced) But this video of the fur trade in China is shocking, horrifying, disgusting, saddening, I can't come up with enough adjectives.  This is happening, and people really need to know about this.  I'm not sure how long this has been out, I could totally be behind the times, but watch this video, but be warned it's graphic, and very disturbing.  Linkie &lt;a href="http://www.peta.org/feat/chineseFurFarms/index.asp"&gt;http://www.peta.org/feat/chineseFurFarms/index.asp&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>neonknight69 @ 2008-11-05T18:25:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-06T02:29:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-06T02:29:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I know I haven't posted in a long time, but I have to post about the election.  For the first time in eight years, I feel like there's hope for my country.  I feel like I no longer have to be ashamed of being an American.  History was made last night, we've done something that no other western nation has.  We need to raise our heads, square our shoulders and get ready for some hard work to bring our country back to where it's supposed to be.  I'm going to say something that I haven't said for years.  God bless America.  It feels so freeing to feel hope.</content>
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    <title>Random Shit</title>
    <published>2007-11-21T03:34:16Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-21T03:34:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've made the realization that some of the reason why I've slowly become more antisocial because of working at Kinko's.  I ran across this movie &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HODBChWY2TY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HODBChWY2TY&lt;/a&gt; on youtube.  There's a cut 1 part of the movie series.  Unfortunately, all of the customers depicted are really close to reality.  Customer suck, I hate most of humanity.</content>
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    <title>neonknight69 @ 2007-02-26T19:22:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-27T03:24:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-27T03:24:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Success isn't a matter of being the best &amp; winning the race; it's a matter of handling the worst &amp; finishing the race.</content>
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    <title>neonknight69 @ 2007-02-07T13:45:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-07T21:49:48Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-07T21:49:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The work isn't done yet.  *sighs* I got my Canadian work permit, one would think that the work is done.  NOOOOOO!!  I have to get my work permit, then I have to get my Social Instruction Number.  Oh yay, joy and joys.  That means a day off work, and a long day of driving for me.  I'll have to drive to the border, get my  work permit card, and then go up to Vancouver to get my SIN and drive back.  Once I get my work permit card and my SIN I'll have to get signed up for BC medical benefits, which will take three months to take effect.  *sighs again* I have a date for my last day of work, and that's March 2nd with my move out day of March 3rd or March 4th.</content>
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    <title>neonknight69 @ 2007-02-06T06:15:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-06T14:18:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-06T14:18:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well I'm a happy man.  Well less stressed out man that's for sure.  Yesterday I was approved for my work permit, and I went to see my cardiologist, and got good news on that front as well.  My heart's size has decreased, and my pumping function has increased.  Any talks of mechanical devices being attached to me is null and void because my doctor feels that the way I'm responding to the meds and lifestyle changes mechanical devices are no longer necessary.  YAY!</content>
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    <title>neonknight69 @ 2007-01-23T13:59:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-23T21:59:16Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-23T21:59:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I got the job, Final paper is here so I have to get over to the consulate.  My real reason for posting though is fume about the ethics of places like Firestone.  One of my tires blew just outside of work yesterday.  YAY!  So I tried to find a couple of places near where I live to get two new tires put on my car (For best results matching tires!) I had to settle on Firestone, even though I had misgivings about their tires themselves.  I walk in, talk about tires and all of that, I did get a good deal on tires that have an 80k warranty on them.  Pretty good tires, with a good warranty on them.  I'm thinking I'm set.  Well the Firestone is nearish the FedExKinko's CPC, and I know a few of the guys over there so I walked over there and had a wonderful visit with them.  I come back to get my car, which was done and ready.  I pay up, and getting ready to leave when the mechanic is going over stuff with me.  He starts off with hey, your check oil light is coming on.  I feel slightly guilty and like yeah, might happen because it's been awhile since the last oil change.  Then he continues to go on with Yeah, your check engine light came on, and so did your check battery light.  My first thought was "Did you start the car?  Because all modern cars go through a self test when you start the car, the lights will go away"  I just ended up looking at him and saying Hmmm that's funny none of the lights were on when I pulled in here.  He just stammered out an apology to me, and starts to stammer about what needs to be fixed.  I just look at him, and told him not to worry about it, that I'd discuss it with my mechanic, knowing in my mind damn well that my idiot lights weren't on.  I find the ethics of that schpeel horrible, I can easily see some older person, or someone not knowing anything about cars freaking out and spending an assload of money on unneeded repairs.  FUCK FIRESTONE!</content>
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    <title>neonknight69 @ 2007-01-09T19:22:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-10T03:27:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-10T03:27:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I spoke with the AM up in Vancouver.  He had the day off yesterday, and his boss didn't respond to the email that he sent to him about me.  I'm not sure what to think, or how to read into that.  I thought I heard a sympathetic tone in his voice, it could have been apologetic since it's two days without an answer.  It could have been sympathetic because he knows I won't be approved because I'm an american, and without a work permit it's not 100% sure that I'll get a job up there.  Of course I have low self esteem so I'm automatically assuming that I won't get the job.  I'm trying so hard to remain positive or atleast neutral, but I'm not sure how I'm doing.  I'm all over the place with emotions.  Where's Svala to help me sort things out.</content>
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    <title>neonknight69 @ 2006-12-20T18:03:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-21T02:03:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-21T02:03:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm keeping this open and in my mind.  I need to make alot of changes that I haven't made yet.  Financial, emotional, physical, mentally.  Lots of work, but I've figured out that my self esteem is really holding me back.  Afraid that rejection from potentional employers means that I'm not good enough.</content>
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    <title>neonknight69 @ 2006-12-11T19:11:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-12T03:11:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-12T03:11:14Z</updated>
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     &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pushover - ISFJ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      40% Extraversion, 43% Intuition, 46% Thinking, 56% Judging&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;
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     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Hah. Nice one. How does it feel to know that you're barely unique? Of all the personality types you could have had, you ended up with the most common in all of America. In a group of 100 Americans, 12.8 of them will be just like you. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you feel sorry for that one person missing 20% of his body. I bet you want to help him out, don't you? Cause that's what you like to do, isn't it? Help people. You don't want to save the world. You just want to help people out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sound pretty good so far? Sorry, but you're just plain pathetic. You let people walk all over you all the time, because everyone knows that you just can't say "no." When you get time, email me your contact details. It’s always good to know where I can find another helping hand. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is your problem? GET A LIFE! Stop cleaning other people's houses and go out and have a bit of fun every now and then. Sure, you feel responsible for doing what needs to be done, but sometimes it's just not you who needs to do it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're dependable, predictable and practicaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoops, that was me falling asleep on the keyboard. You're just not the most fun person. I wouldn't worry too much about it. You can go hang out with your other 12.8 mates, helping out at the soup kitchen together. Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; ***************** &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to learn more about your personality type in a slightly less negative way, &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;amp;q=ISFJ"&gt;check out this.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; ***************** &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; The other personality types are as follows... &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="%20http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3076838567116464195&amp;amp;category=0"&gt;Loner&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;i&gt;Introverted Sensing Feeling Perceiving&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="%20http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3076838567116464195&amp;amp;category=2"&gt;Criminal&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;i&gt;Introverted Sensing Thinking Perceiving&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="%20http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3076838567116464195&amp;amp;category=3"&gt;Borefest&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;i&gt;Introverted Sensing Thinking Judging&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="%20http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3076838567116464195&amp;amp;category=4"&gt;Almost Perfect&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;i&gt;Introverted iNtuitive Feeling Perceiving&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="%20http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3076838567116464195&amp;amp;category=5"&gt;Freak&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;i&gt;Introverted iNtuitive Feeling Judging&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="%20http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3076838567116464195&amp;amp;category=6"&gt;Loser&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;i&gt;Introverted iNtuitive Thinking Perceiving&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="%20http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3076838567116464195&amp;amp;category=7"&gt;Crackpot&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;i&gt;Introverted iNtuitive Thinking Judging&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="%20http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3076838567116464195&amp;amp;category=8"&gt;Clown&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;i&gt;Extraverted Sensing Feeling Perceiving&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="%20http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3076838567116464195&amp;amp;category=9"&gt;Sap&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;i&gt;Extraverted Sensing Feeling Judging&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="%20http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3076838567116464195&amp;amp;category=10"&gt;Commander&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;i&gt;Extraverted Sensing Thinking Perceiving&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="%20http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3076838567116464195&amp;amp;category=11"&gt;Do Gooder&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;i&gt;Extraverted Sensing Thinking Judging&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="%20http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3076838567116464195&amp;amp;category=12"&gt;Scumbag&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;i&gt;Extraverted iNtuitive Feeling Perceiving&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="%20http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3076838567116464195&amp;amp;category=13"&gt;Busybody&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;i&gt;Extraverted iNtuitive Feeling Judging&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="%20http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3076838567116464195&amp;amp;category=14"&gt;Prick&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;i&gt;Extraverted iNtuitive Thinking Perceiving&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="%20http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3076838567116464195&amp;amp;category=15"&gt;Dictator&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;i&gt;Extraverted iNtuitive Thinking Judging&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="57"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="93"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;38%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Extraversion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="17"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="133"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;11%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Intuition&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="33"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="117"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;22%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Thinking&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="98"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="52"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;65%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Judging&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=3076838567116464195"&gt;The Brutally Honest Personality Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?u=UltimateMaster"&gt;UltimateMaster&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/online.dating.persona.test"&gt;The Dating Persona Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>Hmmm</title>
    <published>2006-10-25T20:24:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-25T20:24:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My foot is killing me!  Very sore from walking and running.  Yes, I did say running.  I did some running yesterday.  Not a super ton, but I'd run until I got tired, walk and then run after I felt rested.  I'll slowly work up how much I run.  I did feel great after though!  So I spoke with one of the branch managers from Vancouver BC, and they're anticipating a position opening up as early as January.  He's 'very much interested in me' taking that position.  YAY!  And since I'm on here.  HAPPY ANNIVERSARY SVALA!  You've been my sun and moon for four years now.  We've been through pleasure and pain, happiness and sorrow, thank you for allowing me in your life, and for your love.  You're absolutely the best partner that I could have imagined.  Thank you, thank you, thank you!</content>
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    <title>neonknight69 @ 2006-10-17T11:18:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-17T18:27:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-17T18:27:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well...I've decided to try and transfer up to Canada within FedEx Kinkos.  I've sent a letter of intent to my boss, and he's forwarded it on to his boss and HR.  His boss will be in tomorrow to discuss the transfer.  He's not nervous about it, but I am.  Things are moving, and it's scary to think that I could be living in Canada by 2008.  I'm also really excited!  It would be a wonderful thing to live so close to Svala, and to be able to share more of our lives with each other.  If nothing else, I've determined that I need to move closer to her, and Bellingham is a wonderful town, so that's the secondary new place.  I'm going to continue to look for a new job up Bellingham while, at the same time, crossing my fingers that FedEx Kinkos can get me up to Vancouver.  I'm also pretty excited because I have lost enough weight to fit into pants that I couldn't fit into 4-5 months ago.  I'm also very proud of myself because I've managed to lose weight, while quitting smoking.  I'm also very thankful that I have a wonderful partner in Svala.  I can't say enough on how much she's supported me throughout this.  Thank you!</content>
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    <title>neonknight69 @ 2006-09-23T22:26:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-24T05:29:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-24T05:29:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've noticed during the hours upon hours that I've walked since June that men are less liable to acknowledge another male.  Three times today during my walk, a man would peddle or walk by me and not acknowledge me.   Three times today a woman would acknowledge with atleast a smile, my presence.  I have found overall that Seattlites aren't the friendliest bunch in the world, but they are pretty nice overall.  I have yet not to get atleast one smile and hello while walking.  Just an observation of mine.</content>
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    <title>neonknight69 @ 2006-09-08T20:29:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-09T03:32:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-09T03:32:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well I spoke with the VA (Veteran's Administration) career counselor, and he's going to help me with my resume, by looking it over,making sure it's competitive, and suggesting changes.  He's also going to go over my skill sets with me and helping me figure out what I'm best suited for, and whether or not I'll need further training, or college to get those particular jobs.  I'm pretty happy.  Just another step to ensure my future.  Just another change in my life.  Sheesh, so much change in a year, let alone three months.</content>
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    <title>neonknight69 @ 2006-09-07T18:07:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-08T01:13:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-08T01:13:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I didn't fall off the wagon, I'm coming up on 3 months without smoking.  Sometimes, it seems unreal that I even used to smoke.  I think I'm blocking out the memories of me smoking.  Making it easier to not smoke.  Like I said, I'm not falling off the wagon, but I can feel myself getting complacent and not doing what I used to.  I'm staying steady and not gaining weight, but I'm not losing weight.  So, I'm back to walking every where, and I'm exercising at home, doing sit ups, push ups, and timed leg lifts for that extra muscle tone.  I'm also going back to doing some chair exercises while I'm on the computer.  :)  If I don't want to end up back in the hospital, I need to keep going, to keep improving.</content>
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    <title>This makes total sense in my mind</title>
    <published>2006-08-30T19:28:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-30T19:30:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This makes total sense in my mind.   Walking down the path of life is like the the movie, The Wizard of Oz.  I'm simplifying things of course, but while Dorothy was walking down the yellow brick road there were good parts of the road, the scenery was beautiful, the road was well maintained, the skies were sunny, light and airy.  That's the good parts of life, where nothing bad happens, you can't seem to do anything wrong.  They did encounter some scarier parts of the road.  The road was missing paving stones, not well maintained at all.  You couldn't see the skies because the trees were so thick and tall, the air was damp, dank, dreary, and oppressive.  Those represent the bad times in life, where you can't seem to do anything right, there's major problems in your life, and you can't see the light at the end of the tunnel.  All I really truly want is to find someone, or perhaps a couple of people that will walk down the path of life with me.  I want to be involved in a romantic relationship with someone(s) that involves me being emotionally, mentally, and physically connected with her/them.  I have the physical connection with Svala, that's always there, but right now we're not connecting the rest of the way.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure where along the yellow brick road I am right now.  Things aren't well with Svala and I, I can see that now.  I think things looked well because we shoved them to the side while I was really sick.  &lt;br /&gt;I could be getting to the fringe of the evil forest, or I could walk back into the airy fields, I'm not quite sure.  I want some sunshine, and airy fields in my life.  It's really too bad that there isn't all knowing wizard at the end of the road.  I could use some really potent advice.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:neonknight69:42366</id>
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    <title>neonknight69 @ 2006-08-29T13:59:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-29T21:01:45Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I feel alone, I feel scared.  I love her so much.  She sounded angry and put out when I called, even though she asked me to call.  Was I wrong when I thought that we'd last forever?  I'm beginning to think so.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:neonknight69:42202</id>
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    <title>neonknight69 @ 2006-08-16T09:38:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-16T17:08:22Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Well got back from the primary doctor.  She's been in contact with my cardiologist and has gotten the results in.  She briefly went over the results with me, and it looks like 3/4's of my heart is normal, but the 1/4 part of my heart is dilated, aka enlarged.  Now, the bad part of that is...the part that's dilated is the most important part of the heart.  The part that pumps the blood into the body.  It's looking positive, and word from my primary dr, is that we'll be intensifying my meds to get things back to normal.  The other reason why I'm feeling so glowy is that I've gone from 303 lbs in March to 277 lbs today.  I've lost 7lb in the last two-three weeks.  I'm quite happy with that.  Hot damn!  I'm quite thrilled with that because it shows me a) that my scale is truly fucked  b) That my work is showing results.  Now I know I have a very serious discussion ahead of me today.  I have to tell my cardiologist about my heart flutter, and we have to talk about the game plan and what we're going to do about my meds.  There's a possibility that there's bad news so I don't want to get my head into the clouds about this.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:neonknight69:41878</id>
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    <title>neonknight69 @ 2006-08-15T20:56:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-16T04:12:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-16T04:12:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was looking around at old guilds in daoc, and came across a guild named Scarab &lt;a href="http://www.guildscarab.com/"&gt;http://www.guildscarab.com/&lt;/a&gt;.  They were one of the big, powerful guilds in the early days of Dark Age, well respected and admired. If I'm bored and playing daoc, I'll go over and look at the Camelot Herald(Mythics website) and look at the old guilds, see which are active, which are inactive, see if their website listed still works, see what they're up to.  Well, as I'm checking out the Scarab website, I'm struck by how tight knit they are.  The guild's original core  (they're still active) are coworkers that loved to play games together.  They slowly added to their ranks via adding real life friends, and by adding people from various parts of the country, and world.  The guild has been around in the same format since 1995 or so.  Reading their website really got me thinking about what I'd like to have from a guild in the long run.  I want Scarab!  I want what they have.  I'm not sure how to get there, or how long it'll take, but I want something that will last.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Svala, I made a list at AB, it's called Ole's list.  Love you baby!  While I'm thinking of her, I'd like to her know and everyone else know, how wonderful of a woman, friend, partner, lover she really is.  She's really been there for me when I've needed her, she's been through all of my medical issues, held me when I've needed to be held.  Thank you Svala!</content>
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    <title>neonknight69 @ 2006-08-03T20:44:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-04T03:55:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-04T03:55:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well procedure came and went, and it turned out exactly the way that we expected.  No blockage.  We'll continue to treat it via medicine, and what I'm doing on my own.  The doctor keeps telling me to lower my sodium, which I'm working on.  The nursing staff in the operating room were hilarious and definetely lightened my mood.  I'm still a little stiff and sore from the incision,  I've got a nasty little bruise now.  I'm bored of Eve already, beautiful game, it's fun to play, but not grabbing my attention like daoc did.  &lt;sighs&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:neonknight69:41467</id>
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    <title>neonknight69 @ 2006-07-28T12:19:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-28T19:27:13Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-28T19:27:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well I've been a little more serious with my walking.  I feel really good after a nice walk too, I'm wondering how boring a treadmill would be.  Atleast walking in the city lets me see the different people, and well check out the chickies,not that I'd do anything but check em out.  I'm such a coward.  My procedure is coming up fast, it's on Tuesday, and I'm really dreading it.  I'm also really dreading going off a couple of meds.  I'm sure that it'll be ok, but it just worries me that I'll be going off them.  I really don't want to be sick again.  It blows.  Oh honey, if you read this, don't give out the account yet.  I forgot the account info and kept forgetting to ask.</content>
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    <title>neonknight69 @ 2006-07-24T14:06:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-24T21:18:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-24T21:18:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I realize that I haven't updated in quite some time.  There's so much that's happened to me in the mean time.  I never had bronchitis, I had Congestive Heart Failure instead.  I didn't have a heart attack, but I'm still lucky to be alive.  It was a really good wake up, with medication I'm doing ok.  I don't want to say good, because if things get worse I don't want to deal with the disappointment of slipping.  I've quit smoking, I watch what I eat, I excerise more. I have to continue to improve, and continue to get better.  I want to live! I've grown personally in many different ways.  I've grown with Athena, she's helping me in ways that I can only begin to fathom, I still think we're growing seperately and together.  She's an amazing woman!  I love you her sooo much!  The Tess is an amazing woman, she's decided that my friendship is important, even though I'm in a mono stage right now.  Wez gotz to do something this week Tess, it's ok to flirt with me, I love the attention.  =D</content>
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    <title>neonknight69 @ 2006-06-14T17:03:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-15T00:03:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-15T00:03:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F88B8B" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 59% American&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A7CEFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howamericanareyouquiz/american3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most times you are proud to be an American.&lt;br /&gt;Though sometimes the good ole US of A makes you cringe&lt;br /&gt;Still, you know there's no place better suited to be your home.&lt;br /&gt;You love your freedom and no one's going to take it away from you!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howamericanareyouquiz/"&gt;How American Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Embarassment</title>
    <published>2006-04-25T18:39:32Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Well I forgot to put one thing up for my weekend entry.  I decided to bbq on sunday.  I could tell that it has been over a year since I've bbq'd because I put too much charcoal in my bbq.  Needless to say the first bbq for me is always the smokiest of the year(unless I'm intentionally trying to smoke the meat) This year was the worst by far.  I was billowing out so much smoke that I was pretty damn sure that one of my neighbors was going to call the fire dept on me.  The meat was undercooked on the inside and over done on the outside.  YUCK!  Well now I remember how much charcoal to really use.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My team member just got off her vacation to AZ.  I won't use her name so she doesn't get more embarassed, and if I was a good friend, I wouldn't put this on my lj.  I suck, I love to gossip.  So anyways, she got off her vacation and was excitedly showing me the photos she took on her cell.  She was flipping through the pictures, telling me who was who and describing what was going on.  We're merrily going through the photos when we hit a photo of a woman holding up her shirt, exposing her naked breasts.  We both just stood there for a few seconds before it dawned on us....those are her boobs!  We got really embarassed, because obviousily the picture was meant for her girlfriend, and not for my eyes.  I couldn't think of anything to say, other than nice tits, or because she's my friend, oh fuck now I have to scrub my eyeballs, I just said oh my, well first time I've seen a lesbian's boobs before.  I could have said nothing, which in hindsight, would have been the best thing to do.  We both laughed about it for the next few hours, it was really funny.  What was funnier, when Val was told about what happened, she said So what?  You've seen her tits, no big deal.</content>
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    <title>Weekend</title>
    <published>2006-04-24T19:39:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-24T19:39:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I really didn't do very much this weekend.  It was gorgeous, but I didn't go out in it.  I, instead got a bug up my ass, tracked down a couple that are old friends from my Dark Age of Camelot days, and spent a wonderful evening catching up and reconnecting with them.  I'm quite happy, and content to reconnect with them.  They've seen me change, and are part of the reason why I'm no longer a pure, straight laced, Paladin type of person.  Kyrsted was my shoulder to cry on, my very first mentor in the ways of the kinky people, and just someone that I love to talk to.  Her partner, Rosur, is a good man,always been there for me if I needed him.  Plus....well he was Ole's farming partner...we'd farm hours and hours together.  Alot of great memories for me.  I'm very determined not to lose track of them.  Luckily for them, they screen their phone calls so I can't just randomly call and bug them.  &lt;grins&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Sunday was spent with Svala and some times Quoom.  We just played WoW for a good chunk of the day together, plus I read my little girl a nice story that she *really* enjoyed.  I haven't had this pleasureable, or happy of a weekend in quite some time.  I'm a very content man right now.</content>
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